Chapter 274

Chapter 274: 0274 With a thousand poses and a hundred expressions, she is truly one of a kind. Chapter 274: 0274 With a thousand poses and a hundred expressions, she is truly one of a kind. Lin Siya looked at Su Ran with contempt, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

“What does it matter if she’s born to the legitimate wife? She’s malicious and lacks any semblance of kindness p>

Lin Siya steered the conversation in the worst direction, making a single point about the reluctance to contribute to charity. If the media got wind of this, Su Ran’s reputation would be ruined for life.

Fu Qiyuan’s gaze hung low, seeming utterly indifferent to the confrontation, yet a glint of cold light flickered deep within his eyes.

Su Ran took a deep breath, feeling somewhat helpless.

“It seems I have no choice but to play a tune tonight p>

Lin Siya huffed and said nothing, sitting back down in her chair.

Su Ran slowly stood up, and at that moment, Su Xinyan returned to her seat.

She tidied her hair, intending to tie up her loose locks, only to find she didn’t have a hair tie. Her eyes involuntarily shifted towards Ye Zhichen.

Ye Zhichen shrugged her shoulders, indicating she didn’t have one either.

Just as Su Ran was about to go on stage as is, the man beside her suddenly stood up.

He yanked off the tie around his neck, draped it over his arm, and then took Su Ran’s hair in his hand, his other hand sliding from top to bottom, her smooth hair slipping through his fingers.

After he finished, he used the tie to bundle up her hair, even going as far as to carefully tie a bow.

Her wavy hair instantly became more intelligent and elegant, especially with the long tie hanging down her back, creating a beautiful curve in the air as she lifted her gaze.

Fu Qiyuan lifted his eyes to meet hers, shimmering with light.

In that moment, the girl gained a sharpness, her features exquisitely cold and pretty, her makeup light and simple, her expression familiarly vivid and unrestrained but with an added layer of allure.

Her skin was very pale, blindingly so under the lights, her unique presence making it impossible to look away, cold as frost, like the Thousand Mountain Snow Lotus atop the snowy peaks.

Heroic, haughty, noble, stunning!

She dazzled everyone.

In all her forms, she was unmatched and unique.

And she was his!

Fu Qiyuan smiled at Su Ran, giving her an encouraging look before sitting back down.

Su Ran smiled sweetly and slowly ascended to the auction stage.

Ye Zhichen and Yun Feng scanned the two, one deep in thought, the other contemplative.

As Su Ran approached the piano, she didn’t hurry to sit down. Her slender fingers gently caressed the keys, and a series of notes abruptly sounded, harsh yet undeniably captivating.

It seemed that only under her touch would the notes produce the most pleasing and melodious sounds in the world.

White light bathed her delicate and fair profile, casting a soft halo over her, dazzling and heart-stirring.

All eyes fell on her, no one daring to even breathe, lest they shatter the beautiful scene.

Fu Qiyuan’s eyes followed the girl on stage intently, his dark eyes unfathomable, yet filled with countless stars.

Su Ran sat on the stool, brushing the keys once more with a simple, elegant sweep from left to right, igniting a lively string of notes before silence returned, heightening everyone’s expectations.

Just as the audience wondered what piece she would play, she slowly reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. At this moment, Su Ran was undeniably the center of attention.

She lowered her gaze slightly, her expression serious and focused, her delicate profile softer than ever before. The stark contrast left people struggling to keep up.

Ignoring everyone, she composed a message in full view and sent it.

At the same time.

Below the stage, Fu Qiyuan’s phone buzzed twice briefly.

He didn’t rush to check it, but his deep, ink-like eyes grew even more intense, filled with a profound allure that once ensnared, left no escape.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze locked on the girl on stage. Su Ran suddenly raised her head, and her gaze met his, sharing a knowing smile.

Fu Qiyuan stiffened, grasping her intent almost instantly, and hastily retrieved his phone, unlocked it, and opened WeChat in one fluid motion.

And there it was.

At the top of WeChat appeared a message!