Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  Nian Xiaomu was still feeling perplexed about why Matriarch Yu kept insisting that she should sit at the host table. When she heard the matriarch’s words, she subconsciously turned to look at the seat in question.

  At the host table, Matriarch Yu was seated in the center. To her right was Yu Yuehan and on her left was Xiao Liuliu.

  As Xiao Liuliu’s nurse, if Nian Xiaomu really had to sit at this table, it was only logical for her to sit next to Xiao Liuliu

  However, Matriarch Yu had asked her to sit next to Yu Yuehan.

  Nian Xiaomu was dumbfounded.

  “Matriarch Yu, I better…”


  “Quickly sit down and watch the performance closely!” Matriarch Yu spoke out sternly and instructed her firmly.

  Nian Xiaomu: “…”


  Do the people in the Yu household all suffer from mood swings?

  Nian Xiaomu pulled the chair out uneasily and sat down.

  When she turned her head to the side, Yu Yuehan’s distinctive features and handsome profile caught her eye.

  She took in a deep breath.

  She wanted to have a sip of water to calm her nerves.

  Just when her hand was outstretched and holding the glass, the man next to her also coincidentally reached out to hold the glass of water…


  Both their actions looked as if they had been synchronized.

  Nian Xiaomu let go of the glass of water and hastily picked up a glass of champagne.

  Pulling a long face, she gulped down the glass of champagne in one go.

  Burp!

  She drank the champagne too quickly and let out a burp just now.

  She swore she was only too worried that she would embarrass herself.

  In the end, she only wound up doing things that were mortifying…


  As she watched Yu Yuehan turn his head to look at her with ‘concern’, she wished that she could stuff her head into the champagne glass!

  On the stage.

  Cheng Caimei had already gotten ready when she spotted Nian Xiaomu sitting next to Yu Yuehan.

  She clenched her fists in jealousy.

  Struggling to maintain a smile, she confidently strutted onstage and sat at the piano.

  She dared not comment on other aspects, but when it came to her piano prowess, she had earned international awards that attested to her skills. Be it from the Yu household or even the entirety of City H, it would be impossible to find someone who could surpass her skills.

  She must impress everyone at this party!

  Cheng Caimei raised her hands and moved her fingers gracefully. Soon her melodious playing filled the banquet hall.

  She was playing a very famous piece that was extremely difficult to play.

  The tempo for the final part was especially fast, and it was easy to make mistakes if one was not careful.

  Cheng Caimei had practiced for a long time just so she could make an impression at this party. When she started playing the song, she easily won the acknowledgment of many guests…


  “I couldn’t tell that such a young girl would be so accomplished in her piano pursuits.”


  “This piece is so difficult, yet she can perform it so well. She’s definitely endowed with both beauty and talent.”


  “Indeed…”


  The discussion in the banquet hall reached Cheng Xiulu’s ears.

  As if she was the one being complimented, Cheng Xiulu felt so thrilled that she immediately raised her head in delight.

  “Mother, look how much effort Meimei put in for your birthday celebration. Everyone is praising her!”


  “Not bad,” Matriarch Yu replied coolly.

  Hearing that, Cheng Xiulu looked toward Yu Yuehan, as if she had been granted amnesty.

  “Yuehan, whatever happened earlier must have been a misunderstanding. Look at how Meimei has made up for her mistake. Could you reconsider banishing her from the Yu household…”


  “Even a nurse in the Yu household can perform the song that she played. Does she expect to be rewarded with just that?” Yu Yuehan put his glass down. His indifferent eyes looked up slightly.

  Cheng Xiulu was stunned. “What, what do you mean?”


  When Nian Xiaomu heard the words “a nurse in the Yu household” come out of his mouth, her heart skipped a beat and was filled with a sense of foreboding.

  Before she could even process what he had said, she heard Yu Yuehan speak slowly, “If Nian Xiaomu can play it better than her, would you be punished along with her?”