"What's going on? I should ask you this, right?" Hearing his words, An Ran sneered, raised her eyes and looked at him coldly and said, "If you hate me, you can stay away from me. What's the point of doing so many things?"

She didn't know Qingyan, but Qingyan could call her name, and knew that she was the champion of that concert, and she could embrace him so intimately. Without asking about these things, she could come up with a rough idea.

"I've done so many things? Didn't this agree with Qingyan?" I didn't care that she was cold to herself, Octavian frowned and asked in a low voice.

When he first heard An Ran was about to perform on stage, he felt a little surprised. How could she think of taking the initiative to ask for it? Although he didn't get along with her much, he could know that she was never the kind of person who was very popular. But when he heard Qingyan call out her name, his suspicion gradually dissipated a lot. But what happened later began to feel that something was getting worse and worse, especially after hearing her, and even mocking and sarcasm, his thoughts became more and more certain.

"Qingyan? You're so intimate." An Ran sneered coldly, looked at the woman on the stage who was in trouble with her, and said, "Before she went on stage, I didn't know who her surname was and where she came from. I told her? Do I have that special ability?"

Hearing this, Octavian's eyes gradually became heavy, and his eyes swept over the clear face with a clever smile on the stage. Then, regardless of whether An Ran wanted to do so or not, she raised her cold face and let her eyes look at her eyes unavoidably. Then she said solemnly: "An Ran, listen to me. No matter what happens in the future, you must believe me and not listen to anyone. If you have any questions in your heart, you can ask me directly, but you can't convict me directly, do you know?"

Every word he said seemed to be giving orders. Qingjun's face was no longer as smiling as Wen Yang, and her expression became particularly serious. There was no smile in her eyes, and there was even a hint of uncertainty, as if she was afraid of something.

An Ran looked at the man in front of him strangely, not understanding why he suddenly became like this. At this moment, the music suddenly sounded. This time, he came to his senses and reached out to break his face and opened it apart, turning his head to look at the stage.

Seeing her dodging movement, Octavia sighed slightly, but the occasion was wrong at this moment, and he could only hold his troops temporarily, but his big hand tightly held her little hand in his palm as if he was swearing something, and he didn't let go for a moment.

Although Qingyan on the stage seemed to have been chatting with the people around her, her eyes did not fall down. When she saw Octavia lifting An Ran's face and forcing her to look at him, Qingyan's teeth couldn't help but bit her lips hard, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The gentle and smooth melody is pleasant and pleasant. The woman sits in front of the piano and moves elegantly, with a smile on her face, looking confident in her chest, and her hands are like running water, rising and falling with the sound of music from time to time.

Everyone listened quietly to the melody and floated into their ears, nodding occasionally to the music, with a hint of admiration on their faces.

An Ran raised her eyebrows slightly as she listened to the music. She really didn't expect that her playing skills had not been lost in a few months. Without the nervous mental effect at the time, her piano sound was obviously much better than at the concert at the time, but even so what? She could win her at the time, and now she is also fine.

After a long time, the sound of the piano slowly stopped and the applause immediately sounded. Song Jiamei stood up gracefully with a smile, bowed to the audience, smiled provocatively at An Ran, and then twisted her enchanting waist and got off the stage.

This time, she was very confident in her performance.

Looking at the curve of her twisting waist, An Ran couldn't help but smile. I really don't know why she always likes to walk with her waist twisted. Wouldn't she be afraid of breaking her waist? Besides, didn't she say she was pregnant? Why are she still wearing such high heels?

"It's true that he is from a prestigious school. He is extraordinary in his actions. An Ran, you are the champion, so you must not be able to compete with others. Rui, do you think so?" Song Jiamei had just stepped down, and Qingyan slowly walked over and smiled lightly at the two people who were holding hands in the audience.

Rui? He screamed so affectionately.

An Ran looked at the man beside him with anger. He shrank his hand and wanted to break free. He had been holding his hand all the time, but as soon as her hand moved, she immediately felt his big hand tightening slightly. Not only did Octavia not let go of her, but she also held it tighter. An Ran's face changed slightly and was about to let him go, but he smiled and suddenly spoke. "Music is made from the heart. There is nothing that can't be compared to it. In my heart, as long as she plays it, I think it sounds nice and no one can compare to it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar and began to guess what the relationship between Octavia and this girl named Anran. Qingyan's face also froze slightly, and then she returned to her normal color. She smiled and looked at Anran, saying word by word: "Then let's enjoy your performance, Miss An-ran."

It’s not that An Ran didn’t hear the coldness in her voice, but so what? She thought she had never done anything to be sorry for this woman, but this woman targeted her everywhere as soon as she came up. It was really inexplicable.

"Then Miss Qingyan listen carefully, but don't miss it. My piano sound is only for those I care about. Today I can only play it because the newcomer wants to listen to me, but next time you may not have this blessing." An Ran smiled faintly, without any displeasure because of her words.

Her voice was crisp and gentle, but it sounded particularly harsh to Qingyan. Although her hands were already tightly held on her side, she just smiled silently and said nothing.
Chapter completed!