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Chapter 443 Moving a Stone to Crush One’s Own Foot (4)

Chapter 443: Chapter 443 Moving a Stone to Crush One’s Own Foot (4)

"Hahaha! Bravo! Enchanting performance, Niuniu – you nearly gave Grandpa a heart attack!" Old Master An applauded and laughed loudly as he spoke. His words were no mere flattery; as the girl played, the world-weary Old Master An found himself reminiscing many things: from youthful days awash with warmth to the fervid excitement of battling foes – as if he had relived his life in that moment, leaving his spirits greatly lifted.

The old man’s comments immediately garnered widespread agreement; during the girl’s performance, their emotions were on a rollercoaster ride, utterly exhilarating!

Standing to the side, Qin Jia bit her red lips tightly, her face pale with rage as she watched An Yiqing on stage with a faint smile, her eyes twisting with distorted jealousy.

The outcome of the contest between the two was instantly clear – it was apparent who had lost and who had won!

Qin Jia’s piano skills were indeed very good, every note precise, a testament to extensive practice. But when compared with An Yiqing’s ability to stir the soul, it was like night and day!

An Yiqing turned her head, looked at Qin Jia’s stiff expression with a light smile, raised an eyebrow in a teasing manner, and asked, "Second Miss Qin, I wonder if my piano skills are worthy in your eyes?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a wave of soft chuckles rose from below the stage.

They were laughing at how Qin Jia, oblivious and masochistic, had shot herself in the foot!

Well, that’s settled it then; the precious Second Miss Qin of the Qin Family ought to be fuming by now.

But to everyone’s surprise, Qin Jia, whose face was flushed with the effort of biting her lips, did not, as everyone had expected, throw a fit worthy of a young lady’s temper.

Her response puzzled the crowd and even raised An Yiqing’s guard a notch, as she waited to see what Qin Jia would do next.

"Sister, your piano artistry is far superior to mine; I truly made a spectacle of myself just now!" Qin Jia took a deep breath, forced a sweet smile, then took a few graceful steps forward, "Sister, if I have been offensive in any way, I hope for your forgiveness. Here, let me offer you a drink as an apology."

As she spoke, Qin Jia reached out to link arms with An Yiqing, but was taken aback when the latter subtly stepped aside, leaving Qin Jia’s hand hanging in midair.

"Second Miss Qin, I must decline the drink; I have a weak constitution and should not consume alcohol."

An Yiqing’s response caused the corners of everyone’s mouths to twitch. Weak constitution? Who was the one that kicked Jia Ming in the groin? And now she claims to be frail?!

However, amid their amusement, the crowd began to view the normally thoughtless Second Miss Qin in a new light. What exactly was she planning? Could she be gearing up for a significant move?

Undeterred by An Yiqing’s refusal, Qin Jia withdrew her hand hanging in the air and walked off the stage, grabbed the evernonchalant Qin Fang, approached a table, and handed him a glass of champagne. She then took two more glasses in her hands and, still smiling, approached An Yiqing.

"Dear Qing, a glass of the mildest champagne won’t harm you. As the Daughter of the An Family and the future Madam Gu, it’s unbecoming not to drink at all. Let this one glass be an apology from my brother and me; we’ve offended you in the past, but I hope you, with your generous heart, will forgive us," Qin Jia said as she raised the glass in her right hand toward the girl, waiting for her to accept it with a smile.

An Yiqing remained motionless, quietly observing Qin Jia, who stood before her with a serene smile, her crystal-clear eyes seeming to pierce through to the latter’s intentions.

Qin Jia held the glass, her face adorned with a suitable smile. Under An Yiqing’s silent scrutiny, her heart pounded like drumbeats, her tongue already bitten and bleeding in her mouth, the faint taste of blood spreading through her nostrils, reminding her constantly that she could not afford to fail.

Her heart pounded like drumbeats, her tongue already bitten and bleeding in her mouth, the faint taste of blood spreading through her nostrils, reminding her constantly that she could not afford to fail.

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