Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 147: The Chain Trap, Trap Within a Trap (1)

"I heard that you stole Angie’s man and also took away her collaboration opportunity with Mainland Group. Do you dare to admit it?!"

Mrs. Zhao, posing as a righteous crusader, pointed at Song Yinyin’s nose, questioning her.

"Heh," Song Yinyin chuckled, "If we’re talking about stealing, why don’t you ask Song Anqi herself, who exactly took whose stuff?!"

Her sharp gaze, like a sharp blade, fiercely shot towards Song Anqi.

Song Anqi shuddered, frightened by the ferocity in her eyes.

But she quickly composed herself, resorting to her usual tricks, wearing an expression of weak helplessness, clinging onto Jiang Lan’s arm like a pear blossom bathed in rain.

"Song Yinyin, at this point, stop denying. Even online they’re saying you became Lu Jihan’s mistress, engaged in illicit trade, and took away my opportunity to perform at the Mainland Grand Theater!"

Every time she saw Song Anqi, Song Yinyin couldn’t help but marvel at how her acting skills had become increasingly refined.

"Is it really that you lack the talent, or did I take it away? Aren’t you clear in your own mind? Mainland Group is such a large company; investing in what kind of pianist requires professional advisory groups for evaluation."

She paused slightly, then sneered, "In other words, whether to invest in you Song Anqi, or in me Song Yinyin, they’ve long made their decision."

Not getting any advantage in the argument, Song Anqi gritted her teeth in anger.

Mrs. Zhao, being impatient, suggested, "Why don’t you and Angie compare your strengths, then we’ll know who’s better?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

At her words, everyone was taken aback.

Even Song Yinyin was stunned.

She hadn’t expected Mrs. Zhao to propose such a move.

"How to compare?" she frowned and asked back.

Mrs. Zhao said, "It’s simple. There’s a grand piano in the banquet hall. Among those attending the birthday banquet, many are experts or enthusiasts in music. Let them be the judges. For fairness, you both play the same piece, wouldn’t that work?"

At her words, Jiang Lan’s expression didn’t look good.

She quietly tugged on Song Anqi, "Daughter, what should we do?"

She knew her daughter well.

In terms of piano playing ability, from childhood to now, Song Anqi couldn’t compare to Song Yinyin.

Yet, Song Anqi’s face displayed a sly smile like that of a sly old fox. "Mom, don’t worry, I have my ways."

After speaking, she turned back to the hesitant Song Yinyin, "What’s the matter, Song Yinyin, are you afraid to compete?"

Song Yinyin slightly furrowed her brow.

Her hesitation wasn’t born of fear or stage fright, but because she knew Song Anqi’s nature too well.

She wasn’t sure if Song Anqi and Mrs. Zhao had arranged this so-called ’competition’ in advance; perhaps they had already planned something.

Song Anqi’s piano skills naturally couldn’t compare to hers.

But why wasn’t she afraid, and was instead deliberately provoking her to take on the challenge?

She had an intuition as if she was being lured into a trap, forced to jump in, a very unsettling feeling...

"Why don’t you speak up? Not speaking implies that you’re afraid, admitting that you lack talent and resorted to selling your charm, seducing the CEO of Mainland Group?"

Hearing the ridicule from the ladies, Song Yinyin had no choice but to grit her teeth and say, "Fine, I’ll compete!"

Upon hearing her words, a sneer appeared at the corner of Song Anqi’s mouth.

She stepped forward in red high heels, slowly approaching Song Yinyin with her arms crossed over her chest, "Song Yinyin, today I will make sure you lose disgracefully!"