Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Chapter 471: The person who should go up is her!

Yan Sida said with disgust, "Ling Chenyu, wasn’t this seat yours? You let others sit here because the armrest is broken. Isn’t it gross?"Ling Chenyu, feeling triumphant, deliberately taunted, "No, not really, since it doesn’t gross me out."

Su Li sat down nonchalantly and said, "I’m just here to listen to the piano solo. It doesn’t make a difference whether there’s an armrest or not."

Most of the students in the small auditorium had gathered, the lights gradually dimmed, while the stage lights brightened.

A white figure emerged from backstage, tall and elegant, with exquisite features that seemed to carry a faint smile.

Su Li was momentarily stunned. Was that... Feng Ciye?

How could it be him?

So this concert in the small auditorium was his.

Su Li leaned back on the chair, quietly listening to his performance.

His pale and slender fingers danced over the black-and-white keys, as if butterflies were fluttering about. A cascade of notes blossomed from his fingertips, and the beautiful melody was mesmerizing.

However, it was obvious some people had been dragged here by their companions; someone was even dozing off against their seat.

As if to lighten the mood, Feng Ciye’s voice was pure like a mountain spring, "I’d like to invite a student up here, would that be okay?"

Feng Ciye was extraordinarily good-looking, his features delicate and gentle, standing poised at the center, with an orchid-like grace.

Instantly, the students in the small auditorium were excited, each wishing to be chosen.

Ling Chenyu raised her hand high, excitedly shouting, "Fourth Brother, me! Pick me!"

Feng Ciye’s lips curled into a smile, "The backstage computer selects automatically."

As soon as he finished speaking, a number appeared on the screen, number 68.

Su Li was taken aback, turning to look, surprised, "Is it me?"

Sitting beside her, Ling Chenyu was dumbfounded. Was it... Su Li?

Ling Chenyu watched Su Li walk towards the stage and was instantly stupefied. Number 68 was the seat with the problematic armrest that she had disliked...

That seat was clearly hers!

If she hadn’t switched seats, the one going up should have been her!

In an instant, Ling Chenyu’s face turned sour. She wished she could rush up and drag Su Li down.

Yan Sida sneered from the side, "To be human, one should be more chill; only then will good fortune come. After all, some people like to get tangled up in their own web."

Ling Chenyu was irritated, "You—"

Seeing Ling Chenyu upset made Yan Sida feel satisfied. She enjoyed watching these rich kids get all worked up.

He Jiaren whispered, "Forget it, going up there would just be embarrassing. Didn’t you see how skilled Fourth Young Master is at playing the piano? Anyone who goes up there would just be holding him back."

He Jiaren’s words made Ling Chenyu feel much better, and she proudly said, "Yes, Fourth Brother’s piano skills are incredibly high. Even if I were with him, I’d probably hold him back."

After all, she was the eldest daughter from the provincial capital of Jiangzhou Prefecture, could Su Li, a counterfeit from Jiang City, compare?

Ling Chenyu wore a gloating expression, eager to watch the ensuing drama.

Su Li sat beside Feng Ciye on the piano bench, feeling slightly out of place, and glanced at the sheet music, which was coincidentally flipped to a page of "Night Moon."

Feng Ciye looked at her with a smile, asking, "Can you play this?"

Su Li nodded and said, "Yes, I heard it many times when I was young."

She vaguely remembered listening to this melody for an entire night once.

Feng Ciye sat beside her, his long eyelashes gently lowering, concealing some emotions.