The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool

Compared to the others, He Youran had a pretty good impression of the woman in the yellow dress.

Perhaps she was also a supporter of the He family, but since the beginning of the farce, the woman in the yellow dress had only watched from the sidelines and did not participate. Now that she heard Chen Man mention the violin, she opened her mouth to speak. It was very obvious, it was Chen Man’s exaggerated words that had sullied the sacred place in her heart and touched her reverse scale.

“Even the most famous violinist of our time, Bennett, can’t boast that he can compare himself to Paganini. Mrs. Lu, how arrogant!”

“Yiqing…” He Yaoxing called out to her.

Tang Yiqing shook her head at He Yaoxing and took a few steps forward to face He Youran.

“The gathering of the elite also has small entertainment activities. It’s just a small talent. I’m willing to perform a song for Mrs. Lu as a congratulations!”

Although Tang Yiqing was the eldest daughter of a rich and powerful family, she was still a serious artist in China. Usually, when she gave concerts, the venue was always full. Even in the rich and powerful circle, there were many people waiting to listen to her immortal music.

However, Tang Yiqing was aloof and aloof. Other than the concerts, she rarely accepted private invitations. Today, she took the initiative and offered to play a piece for He Youran. She was obviously extremely angry. Thinking back to Chen Man’s exaggerated words, it was not hard to imagine the conditions she would propose after she finished playing.

He Youran sighed in her heart. She felt that Chen Man was more and more an eyesore.

Chen Man was like a cockroach that could not be beaten to death. She also wanted to spy on the sunlight in the gutter. Every time, she would appear in a way that would make things more difficult for her.

If she was not a law-abiding citizen, she really wanted to crush Chen Man to death with her temper!

At this time, Tang Yiqing had already gotten someone to get her violin.

Her violin was in a slightly old box. From the outside, one could not tell the brand, but judging from Tang Yiqing’s precious and serious attitude, this box must be very important to her.

She took out her violin.

It was not like a new one either. It was dark wood, with traces of erosion from time. In the lower right corner, there was a light colored signature.

The violin looked simple and unadorned, but those who recognized it almost cried out in surprise.

“Paganini? ! That’s Paganini’s violin!”

“How is that possible? !”

“I’ve long heard that the Tang family has Paganini’s collection, so it’s actually real?”

“What’s so strange about that? The Tang family is a violin family, and Tang Yiqing is a famous artist in China. I heard that their ancestors had dealings with Paganini, so it’s not strange for them to have his violin.”

“But, that’s Paganini! If this violin were to be auctioned off, it would be sold for a sky-high price, right?”

“Who would be willing to sell it? A collection of this level is already a national treasure. Leaving it at home would be an honor for a lifetime!”

As soon as that person’s words left his mouth, the entire place went into an uproar.

Tang Yiqing sneered and deliberately tilted the body of the violin to He Youran, so that she could see the blurry fancy font on the body of the violin.

“Since Mrs. Lu claims to be the Paganini of China, she must like him very much. So, it’s not rude of me to use Paganini’s violin to play for you.”

With that, she walked to the circular stage in the middle of the courtyard and gestured to Old Mrs. Lu and Lu Qingzhuo.

There was such programs at regular gatherings, so Lu Qingzhuo and the others naturally couldn’t refuse. They all looked at He Youran worriedly.

He Youran noticed Lu Qingzhuo’s gaze and smiled at him, reassuring him.

But how could Lu Qingzhuo be at ease?

This was a gathering organized by the Lu family, and the Lu family was hosting it. As Mrs. Lu, He Youran was being provoked, but he couldn’t help her out!

Lu Qingzhuo clenched his fists and asked Lu Qinglan to take good care of Lu Shouxin. He turned his wheelchair and went towards He Youran.