Gu Yuluo finished speaking and glanced up at Gu Zhiqi, indeed catching a glimpse of the faint shimmer in the depths of her eyes.
The corners of her mouth tipped up slightly, she lowered her head and continued operating on her phone, when suddenly, as if thinking of something, Gu Yuluo stopped the transfer in progress, "However, this money isn’t a gift; there’s a condition."
The shimmer in her eyes vanished instantly.
Leaning languidly against the wall with a face full of indolence, she asked, "What condition?"
"Play a piano piece," Gu Yuluo said, her lips curving into a smile as she looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiqi’s eyes paused briefly, her raven-like eyelashes trembling slightly.
Then, lazily drooping her eyelids, the listlessness in her expression became even more apparent. "I won’t play."
Gu Yuluo wasn’t too surprised by Gu Zhiqi’s response. Her smile unchanged, she simply bowed her head slightly to look at her phone with a rather regretful air and said leisurely, "Not playing, huh? Then I guess I should refund this billion to your teacher..."
Before Gu Yuluo could finish speaking, Gu Zhiqi interrupted her.
"One billion," Gu Yuluo replied with a smile, watching Gu Zhiqi. She feared Gu Zhiqi might not believe her, so she handed her the phone to show her the balance for a quick glimpse.
"Where’s the piano?" Gu Zhiqi immediately straightened up, her trademark smile hanging on her lips, looking at Gu Yuluo with a soft, compliant face.
Even though Gu Yuluo had anticipated this, seeing her , she couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows, eyeing Gu Zhiqi, "Can you play the piano?"
"Of course, I can," Gu Zhiqi claimed, lightly nodding her head.
The laughter in Gu Yuluo’s eyes deepened. "Alright then, play. Once you’re done, I’ll transfer the money to you."
Gu Zhiqi looked at Gu Yuluo and asked, "The piano?"
"You don’t have a piano?"
Gu Zhiqi shook her head.
"What’s going on with Huaijin; why didn’t he send your piano... Oh right, he doesn’t know yet that you..." Mid-sentence, Gu Yuluo suddenly stopped herself and changed the topic, "I heard from your teacher that you’ve learned quite a few instruments. Besides the piano, do you know how to play any other instruments? Like, for example, the erhu?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded. "The erhu is the instrument I’m best at."
She really knows how to play?
I was just saying something off the cuff.
"I have a question," Gu Zhiqi said to Gu Yuluo all of a sudden.
I forgot the girl has amnesia.
"It’s your piano teacher, but just to be clear, if you don’t meet his standards, he won’t acknowledge you, and I won’t give you the money either," Gu Yuluo said as she typed a message on her phone.
"Oh," said Gu Zhiqi with a faint tone.
Her eyes slightly cast down, a hint of deep thought appeared in their depths.
Thanks to Chubby Chiu’s upgrade, which seemed to have touched the memories of this body, Gu Zhiqi’s mind overflowed with the host body’s recent memories of the last couple of years. What was once blurry was now much clearer.
From the host’s memories, the Gu Family’s behavior toward the original host seemed quite odd.
In the host’s memories, Gu Yuluo once asked the original host to play the piano, but from the memories of the past two years, she seemed not to know how to play at all.
Meanwhile, Gu Yuluo was sending a message to Gu Zhiqi’s teacher.
[Gu Yuluo: Teacher Wen, we don’t have a piano; would an erhu be okay?]
After all, it was a small village, and finding a piano wouldn’t be easy. If they really couldn’t find one, they might as well get the girl an erhu to play.
It just wasn’t certain whether the girl’s teacher would recognize an erhu tune.