Chapter 45 He Looked at Song Wuyou Coldly

One pull, another pull, Song Wuyou was in a dilemma.

When Song Jiumei met Gu Yanhao's icy gaze, her back couldn't help feeling chills.

But when she thought that Song Wuyou would be embarrassed in front of so many people in a while, she plucked up her courage and smiled brightly at Gu Yanhao.

"Young Master Gu, Wuyou will. She said that my eldest sister will, and she will. My eldest sister will not, and she will."

Song Wuyou looked at Gu Yanhao with a 'you want to help me' expression.

Gu Yanhao glanced at her, then looked at Song Jiumei coldly: "I said she wouldn't, she wouldn't!"

Seeing Song Wuyou's expression, Song Jiumei wanted to tease her even more.

She knew Song Wuyou somewhat, she let go of Song Wuyou's hand and deliberately provoked her: "Worry-free, you can't even play the guzheng, right?"

"..."

"Didn't you say before, that everything is better than eldest sister?"

"..."

"Isn't this a good opportunity?"

"..." Song Wuyou hesitated.

"I knew that you don't know anything, except arrogance or arrogance." Song Jiumei saw Song Wuyou's hesitant face, then moved her mouth forward and said with a smile.

Her voice was well controlled, except for Gu Yanhao, no one could hear her clearly.

"Who said that?" Song Wuyou heard this, and suddenly stared at Song Jiumei dissatisfiedly: "Who said that I can only be arrogant and know nothing?"

Seeing her reaction, Song Jiumei was happy.

She knew that this Song Wuyou couldn't stand being provoked by others.

It was even more unbearable for others to compare her to Song Jiuyue, she was very angry when they compared her.

When Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes narrowed and he looked at Song Wuyou coldly.

"You can play the guzheng, don't you?" Song Jiumei asked with a smile.

Song Wuyou raised his chin, a little arrogant, "It's just a guzheng, why can't you play it?"

"Song Wuyou, that's enough!" Gu Yanhao pulled her away, made her go back to the sofa, and warned her coldly, "Reinstate your strange temper!"

No, no, no, what to wear?

"Is it bad temper to be able to play the guzheng?" Song Wuyou blinked, pretending to be puzzled, a little cute and exasperating.

"Song Jiuyue can't play, how can you play?" Gu Yanhao said coldly.

That's not a guzheng at all!

Song Wuyou sneered when he heard it. In his heart, Song Jiuyue couldn't, so she couldn't?

When he said this, Song Jiuyue, who was sitting in front of the piano frame, had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"She won't, it doesn't mean I won't either!" Song Wuyou shook off Gu Yanhao's hand, stood up abruptly and walked towards Song Jiuyue, and said angrily, "I will let you down today. I know, I can play this piano! Humph!"

She looks like this, as proud as she is.

She looks like a clown.

"Jiuyue, get up." Before Song Wuyou arrived, Mrs. Song quickly pulled Song Jiuyue up.

He glanced at Song Wuyou proudly out of the corner of his eyes, this slut started to die again and was about to lose face.

Gu Yanhao's eyes were cold, and in the depths that others couldn't see, a touch of complexity passed by.

He looked at Song Wuyou coldly, how can this dead woman get rid of this arrogant and proud bad temper?

Song Jiuyue got up and made way for Song Wuyou.

Song Wuyou happily came to the piano stand and sat down as if he was on the stage to accept the award.

Looking at Qin in front of her, she curled her lips and showed an admiring smile.

Just by the body, you know it's a good piano!

She raised her hand and stroked the strings.

"Buzz~~~~"