Because the piano meeting will not start until dark, most of the people have not arrived yet, and there are not many people by the lake.??

There are only three people in this pavilion, she, Yan Ziyuan and her little maid. Ning Xuemo opened her voice to Hubo Haomiao and shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound is clear and long, spreading from afar. The mountains in the distance seem to respond: "Ahhhhh..."

Ning Xuemo's sudden scream scared Yan Ziyuan and looked at her with wide eyes: "Xue Xue, you?"

Ning Xuemo pulled her hand and asked her to face the lake, smiling and said, "Zi Yuan, try calling out twice too! It's very comfortable!"

Yan Ziyuan's eyes lit up. She did have the desire to shout loudly, but a girl was out of tune with her yelling here, for fear that her father would miss her again if she knew...

The little maid also persuaded Yan Ziyuan for the same reason and refused to let her shout.

Yan Ziyuan was hesitating there, and Ning Xuemo was free and easy: "People live for themselves. As long as they don't cross your bottom line, why bother paying too much attention to other people's gaze?"

She didn't care about Yan Ziyuan, Linhu shouted a few more times, and felt that a lot of things in her heart were eliminated.

There are still people on the edge of the lake, and Ning Xuemo's voices attracted countless eyes. Ning Xuemo didn't care at all. She stood there with her eyes and eyes full of spirit.

Yan Ziyuan was finally moved. She stood with Ning Xuemo and shouted at the lake.

After all, I am a lady from a wealthy family, and my voice is still a little bit smaller and I dare not let go. But even so, I feel much more comfortable.

Ning Xuemo smiled and encouraged her: "Hit louder!" Then she opened her voice again.

Yan Ziyuan took a breath, finally put aside her concerns and shouted at the lake.

Once you shout the first sound, the more you shout, the more you become, the more you feel, the more you feel, the more you shout, the more you feel!

Yan Ziyuan obviously had something to worry about, and after she shouted like this, her eyes lit up.

"What are you doing?!" A voice suddenly came in.

Yan Ziyuan's body stiffened, and her voice was halfway through her throat and then she crawled back into her throat. She slowly turned around and pursed her lips: "Master."

Ning Xuemo also turned around and took a look, frowned slightly.

There were two people standing outside the pavilion behind him, one man and one woman.

The man looked about twenty years old, with a handsome appearance and a bamboo temperament. He was wearing a lake blue robe. At this moment, his dark eyes fell on Yan Ziyuan, his eyebrows were slightly frowning, and he obviously disagreed with her screams.

The woman was also sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful appearance and elegant temperament. She was full of books and a strong sense of bookishness. She was holding a piano in her arms. Seeing Yan Ziyuan turn around, she was slightly blessed: "Sister Yuan."

Yan Ziyuan, who has always been enthusiastic about others, turned cold and her pretty face became cold. The eldest lady was arrogant: "Who is your sister?! Don't mess with relatives!"

The woman lowered her head slightly: "Yes, Miss."

"Zi Yuan!" The man's eyes darkened and his handsome face slightly darkened.

Yan Ziyuan raised her head and looked at him: "How am I? Am I wrong? My father is just my biological daughter. She is just an adopted daughter. What qualifications are there to call my sister?!"

The man glanced at her and said coldly: "Yan Ziyuan, you are too much!"

Yan Ziyuan's pretty face turned slightly red: "I don't have to worry about it if I'm doing it too much! I don't have to interrupt my relationship with her! You are just my piranha, and you really want to teach me a lesson in everything?!"
Chapter completed!