94: Chapter 94 Piano Master

From Murong Qing's actions, it was evident that she genuinely loved this piece!

"A Qing, don't get so excited! Sit down, let's talk sitting down!" Xiao Ran said, holding back an agitated Murong Qing.

But she was unmoving, her voice somewhat pleading, "Brother-in-law, can you tell me who wrote this piece?"

Xiao Ran was speechless. How devoted was this girl to the piano!

The girl, who had originally maintained a cool and aloof demeanor, now looked so pitiful.

Xiao Ran noticed everyone around them was looking over and said with a hint of helplessness:

"You sit down first, or I won't tell you."

Murong Qing immediately let go of him, then pulled over a chair and sat beside him, eagerly saying:

"Brother-in-law, I'm sitting down now, tell me quickly! Hurry up!"

Seeing the Sisters' eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge, Xiao Ran didn't play coy and directly stated:

"I wrote it myself."

Xiao Ran's tone was calm, but the content of his words was like dropping a bomb into a peaceful lake, leaving the Sisters utterly stunned.

However, after his words fell silent...

The fervor in Murong Qing's eyes gradually receded until it completely vanished.

The girl once again returned to her cool and aloof demeanor; one could even vaguely discern the hidden displeasure beneath her pretty face.

The meaning was clear: she didn't believe him and was quite annoyed by his behavior!

Even Murong Lan, who usually trusted him, had a look that said, 'Are you kidding me?'

In her opinion, judging by her younger sister's reaction, the composer of this piece was definitely a top-tier master.

But Xiao Ran actually claimed he wrote it; wasn't that taking the joke too far!

Xiao Ran was indeed good at studying, intelligent, and excellent at basketball.

Even if he said he was very good at playing the piano, she would believe him.

However, being able to compose a super high-level piano piece—that was somewhat unbelievable.

It was like a civil engineering student building a top-tier CPU!

It was simply the biggest joke in the world!

"Brother Xiao Ran, stop joking. Look, A Qing is already unhappy," Murong Lan said with a hint of chiding.

Xiao Ran glanced at Murong Qing, who was staring at him coldly, and smiled slightly:

"Haha, just kidding. This piece was written for me by a master online."

Since they didn't believe him, it suited his intentions perfectly.

This way, he could add another title to himself: "Mysterious Piano Master."

He could once again play the role of a schemer, hidden in the shadows, to win over Murong Qing.

When Murong Qing heard Xiao Ran's words, her eyes once again sparkled with light.

But perhaps because of his previous disrespectful behavior towards the master, her tone was somewhat cold as she said:

"Give me this master's contact information."

Xiao Ran almost blurted out a curse at her tone.

Is this the attitude for asking for a favor? Don't think I'll indulge you just because you're my sister-in-law!

Xiao Ran picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of spicy chicken, put it in his mouth, and squinted at her.

Only after swallowing the meat in his mouth did he slowly speak with a half-smile, "Sister-in-law, is this how you ask for a favor?"

Murong Qing frowned slightly and continued, "I'll give you money; you give me the master's contact information."

Her words almost made Xiao Ran spit out the chicken in his mouth.

It wasn't that he thought she was a bad person; he just couldn't understand what her brain was made of!

They had such a good relationship, and he was just making a small joke.

But she insisted on distancing their relationship, immediately bringing up a money transaction.

The most embarrassed was Murong Lan, caught in the middle; she also somewhat disliked her sister's behavior.

Although her sister had always been this kind of personality, she still had to say, "A Qing! Xiao Ran was just joking; who acts like you!"

Murong Qing ignored her sister and continued to say, "One million!"

Xiao Ran put down his chopsticks and looked at her, speechless, saying:

"A Qing! I was just joking; you don't have to be like this."

Murong Qing ignored his words and continued to state a number: "Two million!"

To her, this piece and the master's contact information were absolutely priceless.

As long as she could afford it, she would continue to bid.

Xiao Ran just watched her quietly, as if deep in thought.

"A Qing! Stop talking!" Murong Lan pulled her sister, seemingly trying to stop her.

It was just a small matter, yet she brought money into it!

She didn't want this to ruin the relationship between the Sisters and Xiao Ran.

Facing her sister's obstruction, Murong Qing remained unmoved, as if she was determined to argue.

"Five million!" she quoted again.

Xiao Ran sighed inwardly.

Since Murong Qing wanted to make a big deal out of it, he wouldn't be polite either. This price was enough for him to 'hold a grudge.'

So he said with a smile, "Then five million. I just hope you don't regret your actions today!"

Murong Qing could have politely asked him for the contact information, but she chose such an overbearing way.

Since that was the case, he would accept this 'insult.' She would have a hard time in the future!

Murong Qing's face showed no emotion, as if she wanted to see through his soul, and she spoke coldly, "Card number!"

Her cold eyes stared intently at him.

"6222****" Xiao Ran recited his card number.

Murong Qing took out her phone, quickly transferred the money, and then said, "It's transferred; it will be in your account in a few minutes."

Murong Lan, beside them, wore a pained expression. This foolish younger sister was truly thoughtless.

Didn't the internet say that Sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law were very harmonious? Why was it the opposite now?

Look now, their good friendship had turned into something like 'enemies.'

Xiao Ran took out his phone, checked the bank's receipt message, and felt a slight calm in his heart.

After receiving the money, Xiao Ran sent one of his alternate WeChat accounts to Murong Qing and then said:

"I've already sent you the contact information."

Murong Qing's expression shifted, seemingly with some joy.

She hastily opened WeChat, quickly added the WeChat account he sent her.

Then she just quietly stared at the screen, waiting for the "master" to accept the friend request.

Xiao Ran quietly switched his WeChat to his alternate account and immediately saw her application.

But he wasn't in a hurry to accept; he'd let her stew for a bit first, to temper her earlier assertiveness.

"Why hasn't he accepted yet?" Murong Qing said coldly.

"Maybe he's still busy," Xiao Ran replied casually, shoveling white rice into his mouth.

Murong Qing frowned. A moment later, she picked up the slip of paper with the music written on it.

Like a treasure, she carefully tucked it into her phone case.

Then she stood up and walked out without a word of goodbye.

From her hurried steps, it seemed she couldn't wait to return to school to try out that piece.

"A Qing!" Murong Lan called out, her face full of worry, but she only received a cold back in response...