Dreaming of Divorcing Her (GL) - Chapter 9
Actually, playing the suona is truly a technical skill.
Wen Qing couldn’t help but recall the days before she transmigrated, when she was still a child, seeing funeral processions in a rural village.
Good heavens, that day, dust and stones filled the sky, and even the sky was a depressing, gloomy color. She stood under an old locust tree, watching the suona procession gradually walk away.
Those people puffed out their cheeks and blew with all their might, while the relatives in the funeral procession cried their hearts out.
At that time, listening to the sound of the suona, she felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, grief welling up from within.
Right now, quite a few servants had gathered in the living room.
They didn’t know if it was intentional, but they all found various reasons to crowd in. Some brought tea, some brought water, and some even offered her a hot towel to wipe her hands. But Wen Qing could see that their eyes all flashed with a strange anticipation and excitement.
She really didn’t know what there was to anticipate just from playing the suona.
And Jiang Yunjuan was still sitting leisurely on the leather sofa chair, as if tacitly allowing these servants to come in and watch her make a fool of herself.
To be honest, she really wanted to play a song to send Jiang Yunjuan off right now!
She took a deep breath, picked up the suona with both hands, and was just about to puff out her cheeks and start blowing.
A little maid boldly encouraged her, “Madam, do your best! I love listening to ‘Love You Ten Thousand Years’ the most.”
“Yes, yes, Madam is so thoughtful, specially choosing this song. Is it to confess to President Jiang?”
“It must be! After all, Madam loves President Jiang so much.”
“Ah! Madam has moved me to tears.”
“What beautiful love! Even the sound of the song is ‘I love you’!!”
Wen Qing: “…”
Did all these people freaking know the song??
She was doomed, absolutely doomed!!
Hearing their discussion, Jiang Yunjuan frowned slightly and asked, “Have all of you heard this song?”
Huh?
Jiang Yunjuan hadn’t heard it?
Oh dear, that made things easier…
Wait!
Easier…
did it?
Meaning all these people freaking knew it, and only Jiang Yunjuan hadn’t heard it???
Wen Qing’s heart instantly began to beat erratically again.
“Yes, President Jiang,” one of the little maids answered first after hearing Jiang Yunjuan’s question and no one else daring to respond, “The lyrics of this song include, ‘Love you ten thousand years, loving you can withstand the test, transcending the limitations of time, bringing the planes of distance closer, tightly connected.’ It praises the eternity of love. Madam wants to express her intention to be with you for the rest of your life.”
Jiang Yunjuan glanced at Wen Qing, her face unreadable, “For the rest of our lives?”
Wen Qing cleared her throat and nodded with a smile, “Mmm…”
The little maid clasped her hands to her chest and looked at Wen Qing, “Madam, you are so kind! Your love for President Jiang is truly moving.”
“…”
After she spoke, the other servants also chimed in agreement, and even the old butler had tears in his eyes, “Madam, although I haven’t heard it, just listening to the lyrics is so touching.”
“…”
Wen Qing silently prayed that everyone would go deaf when she played “Happy Breakup” later, or that they would have temporary amnesia after she finished playing.
That way, maybe her death wouldn’t be too miserable.
She seriously suspected that she had done something terrible in her previous life, leading to her transmigrating into a book to experience the double torture of the dog system and Jiang Yunjuan.
Oh right!
There was still the dog system!
“Little Flower…?”
“Miss Little Flower?”
“My dear little cute Flower, are you there?”
“Can I get another IOU to open a cheat?”
Her mind was empty, without the slightest response.
Little Flower chose to play dead selectively.
Wen Qing smiled, her face beaming, but her heart was cursing.
Now that things had come to this, she could only bite the bullet!
However, standing in the center of the living room, facing the expectant gazes of the circle of servants around her, she almost wanted to cry.
And Jiang Yunjuan at this moment still had the expressionless face of a domineering CEO female lead, but in Wen Qing’s eyes, it looked more like her death catalyst. She always had a feeling that Jiang Yunjuan was deliberately setting a trap for her.
“Madam, do your best!”
“Madam, don’t be afraid!”
“It’s okay, Madam, you’re the best!”
“…”
The encouraging voices came from her ears. Wen Qing took a deep breath, steeled her heart, raised the suona, and began to play.
Puffing out her cheeks, she blew the first line of lyrics—
“I can’t help you predict if being wronged and seeking perfection will be useful…”
“But how much I hate to see my friend love so painfully…”
After she finished playing, she paused and glanced at the expressions of the servants around her.
The smiles on their faces seemed to freeze the instant they heard the sound of her suona.
They looked at each other, then back at her.
As if saying,
“This is ‘Love You Ten Thousand Years’?”
“No way, I don’t know!!”
“Then what is this?”
“I freaking don’t know either!!!”
Wen Qing: “…”
Could you guys be any more obvious?
She secretly glanced at Jiang Yunjuan on the sofa. Fortunately, Jiang Yunjuan’s gaze was fixed on her the whole time and hadn’t noticed the servants who had already begun to doubt themselves, wondering if Wen Qing had played it wrong or if they had heard it wrong.
Wen Qing gave Jiang Yunjuan a confident smile and then continued her performance.
She felt that at this point, it was all about the thrill.
Life was like a play, all depending on acting skills!
Whoever chickened out first lost!
The sound of the suona rang out again, as the world-renowned rogue instrument echoed throughout the entire Jiang residence.
It had to be said, the system cheat was really useful, completely eliminating the need for sheet music.
A complete and smooth piece of music slowly flowed out from the top of the suona’s bell, the sound melodious and lingering, like weeping and telling a story.
Wen Qing felt that her performance this time was quite successful.
She could totally go to the Vienna Hall to get an award, or at least be nominated for some top ten outstanding young suona players in the countryside.
Of course, if you ignored the “Holy crap! Holy crap!” expressions on the servants’ faces when she played the line “Happy Breakup—wishing you happiness—”…
Everything was so perfect.
She slowly lowered the raised suona and bowed to everyone around her.
Then, she smiled and asked all the servants, “Do you think my rendition of ‘Love You Ten Thousand Years’ was good?”
The servants were a bit unsure of Wen Qing’s attitude.
One of the male servants was the first to react. Madam wanted to call a deer a horse!
The upright him immediately wanted to explain the situation, “Madam! How can you…”
But before he could finish speaking, he was glared back by Wen Qing’s fierce eyes, as if saying, if you dare say it, I’ll kill you!
The male servant was frightened and quickly retreated, not daring to open his mouth again.
At this moment, she didn’t know which sensible person started it first, but the sound of “clapping” gradually rang out in the living room.
Praises followed one after another.
“Madam’s playing is so beautiful!”
“Yes, yes, it’s so moving!”
“It’s been a long time since I heard such moving music!”
The servants smiled and echoed insincerely.
Even the old butler was secretly moved, taking out a small handkerchief and wiping away his tear-streaked old face.
Wen Qing nodded with satisfaction, saying very modestly, “Oh no, you all flatter me too much. You weren’t telling the truth, but I’m very happy to hear it. I won’t get angry at all. Were you all moved by this song?”
Didn’t dare to move, didn’t dare to move!
Everyone felt a wave of lingering fear, thinking that it was a good thing they were sensible enough.
Madam’s words, weren’t they threatening them? If they dared to tell the truth, she would directly kill them?
Wen Qing turned around with a smile and looked at Jiang Yunjuan, “Darling, what do you think? Was this ‘Love You Ten Thousand Years’ nice to listen to?”
Jiang Yunjuan pinched her brow bone and raised an eyebrow at her, “Wen Qing, how come I didn’t hear that line of lyrics from beginning to end?”
“…”
“Ah? Really?” Wen Qing immediately made up a lie, “Maybe it’s my first time performing in front of you, and I was too nervous so I missed it.”
Jiang Yunjuan looked at the servants, “Is that so?”
The servants looked at Jiang Yunjuan, then at Wen Qing, who was looking at them with an auntie-like smile, and instantly realized who they should side with, quickly nodding their heads and saying, “Yes… yes…”
After all, it was a matter between the couple. What could they do even if they told the truth?
Maybe they were just joking around. On the other hand, if they angered Madam, she might just say a word and they would lose their jobs.
Besides, maybe Madam playing “Happy Breakup” was just a bit of fun between her and President Jiang. Where would they dare to interfere?
Jiang Yunjuan pondered for a long while before finally standing up and saying, “Wen Qing, accompany me to a banquet tonight.”
Wen Qing was stunned, “Ah? What banquet?”
Jiang Yunjuan frowned, “You’re unwilling?”
“It’s not that… it’s just that I’m worried it will be too late, and it’s not safe for a girl like me to drive back to the north of the city alone…”
Jiang Yunjuan fastened the buttons of her suit jacket, “Old He will take you back after it ends tonight.”
Wen Qing no longer knew how to refuse and could only agree, “Alright then…”
“Oh right.” Jiang Yunjuan looked at her and said, “There’s something I think I need to tell you.”
Wen Qing felt uneasy under her gaze, sensing that it probably wasn’t good news.
“Wh… what is it?”
Jiang Yunjuan said softly, “Your father…”
“Did he finally kick the bucket!” Wen Qing blurted out, then realizing her mistake, quickly said, “Ah… I mean, has my father passed away? I suddenly feel so sad…”
Jiang Yunjuan was silent for a moment before saying expressionlessly, “No.”
She knew that the original owner’s scumbag father couldn’t possibly die so easily. He still had to play the role of harming his youngest daughter in the upcoming plot. How could he die so easily?
She hesitated and asked, “Then what happened to him?”
“Your father said he wants to start a new project and needs start-up capital. He just took two billion from me.”
Wen Qing: “?????”
What the hell????
“Oh right—”
Jiang Yunjuan smiled and said, “He also used you as collateral, saying that if he can’t pay it back one day, you will be the one to repay it.”
Wen Qing stared at Jiang Yunjuan, the expression on her face changing drastically from confusion to surprise, then from surprise to fear, before finally stammering out two words, “Dad… Daddy…”
Jiang Yunjuan was speechless. Before this, she had considered various reactions Wen Qing might have after hearing this, but she had never thought that this woman would be so scared that she would directly call her Daddy.
Jiang Yunjuan raised an eyebrow at her, “What did you call me?”
Wen Qing: “…”
Could this be the legendary—
*Abusive Romance: The President’s Endless Nightly Demands*—
The Domineering President’s Little Wife, Repaying Debts for Her Father?