Xuan Junheng found himself involuntarily captivated by the music. His eyes were fixed on the young woman in the center of the banquet hall, and a strange thought stirred within him: he had clearly always detested this daughter of a concubine. She had usurped the position of primary wife that should have belonged to Gu Ruoxi. Even if it were an unintentional act on her part, he still harbored a deep disdain for her. Yet, looking at her now, it seemed this young woman held many surprises waiting to be discovered, each one more striking than the last.
At this moment, Yun Feiwan was unaware of the protagonist's gaze; she was entirely immersed in her performance. In the world she had inhabited in her previous life, playing the zheng could earn bonus points for high school entrance exams. To ensure that she, living in poverty, could get into a top-tier high school and university, she had studied skills and taken part-time jobs with a desperate fervor. While she couldn't claim to have mastered every art, she was certainly multi-talented. The guzheng, in particular, was one of her favorite instruments. However, back then, she had never been able to play a high-quality, valuable instrument like the one she held now.
She lowered her gaze as she sat. The music resembled the gentle chirping of a phoenix or pearls falling onto a jade plate. The melodious notes drifted into the ears of everyone present, moving them to close their eyes and fully immerse themselves in the rare, exquisite b…
Chapter 23