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On the third floor, Yan Luo saw the lights on and the half-closed door, catching a glimpse of Yan Qing's back before pushing the door open.
"Didn't I say that this music room is exclusively for me, and you can use the other one."
He leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, looking a bit impatient but with a nonchalant attitude in his tone.
At the sound, the two people in the room turned their heads at the same time. Blinking, Yan Luo finally noticed that there were two people, one big and one small, inside. "Huh? How did she get here?"
"Also, what are you two doing?" Yan Luo frowned, staring at the two people closely pressed together as if witnessing something unacceptable.
"Yan Qing, what's gotten into you at this late hour? Why are you hugging her?"
Upon seeing Yan Luo, Yan Qing's expression immediately turned cold. He released his arms, calmly straightened Yan Zhi's wrinkled clothes, and completely ignored Yan Luo, showing a complete disregard for him.
"Hey, today is a rare honor to see our Second Young Master in person."
"Don't be so mysterious."
Yan Luo is probably used to this kind of banter and didn't get angry. Instead, he walked a few steps into the room and observed Yan Zhi standing obediently on the side.
The bright-eyed and white-toothed little girl actually made him feel a little soft and wanting to get closer. Yan Luo had seen her mother's photo online, a beautiful but foolish woman. No wonder she, at such a young age, could stand there and seem so spirited.
Yan Luo shook his head, feeling like he was tired and dizzy.
Yan Zhi was also sizing up this unexpected guest. Delicate and fair face, with silver-white hair that didn't seem out of place. A pair of peach blossom eyes, smiling should be as beautiful as a painting, but she remained cold-faced and her eyes were lacking.
Provoking might cause some trouble, but teasing could be quite interesting.
"What are you doing back so late at night?" It seems that Yan Zhi sensed a hint of danger and slightly moved to block Yan Zhi behind him.
Noticing this movement, Yan Luo narrowed his eyes.
"If you didn't come back, how could I catch you sneaking into my room?" Yan Luo tilted his head and stared at Yan Zhi, but continued to say to Yan Qing, "Yan Qing, you are very suspicious today. Why are you protecting that little rascal?"
"Little rascal?" Yan Qing's tone rose at the words, as if wanting to explain something, then thought of something and lowered his voice again.
"You don't know, our Xiaozhi..."
"Ding ding gu gu, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"No need to share with you." Yan Qing thought for a moment, then sighed. Who wouldn't want to show off their precious little sister? "Ah, I'll tell you, but don't be jealous. Our little Zhi is a musical genius!"
"Our?" Yan Luo noticed her choice of words.
"What's wrong? Why do you call my sister? Is there a problem?"
"Huh, even your own brother doesn't call her sister, but instead gets close to her like she's some unknown girl who just popped up?" Yan Luo sneered. "A musical genius, her? Have you been enchanted?"
Looking down on people, there's plenty of time for you to be proven wrong. Yan Zhi glanced at the music score in his hand and silently smiled.
"Ugh, someone is so arrogant, being worshipped by those brainless fans of yours, do you really think you're a talented creator?"
"You!" Yan Luo's breathing became slightly rapid, clearly struck a nerve, "Where did I put the sheet music for the piano? I can't be bothered to deal with your sisterly drama, nor do I want to watch it."
"It's over there," Yan Zhi said, pointing above the row of piano strings.
Two light pieces of paper, she made a few changes and casually put them on. Yan Luo seemed unhappy with her messing with her things, gave her a warning look for two seconds, and reached out to take her own music score. Worried that the child would dirty or damage the paper, he carefully scanned it.
He saw several strange symbols and markings, and thought he had remembered it wrong, until he saw a completely unfamiliar but perfectly coordinated melody at the end -
"This!" Yan Luo widened his eyes and looked up at Yan Qing.
"Did you change my score?"
Yan Qing rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Who would want to touch your precious music score for no reason?"
"It's impossible. This definitely isn't something I wrote. Has anyone else been in this piano room?"
The two locked eyes in an unbelievable gaze, both focused on Yan Zhi.
Yes, Grandma usually stays on the first floor, and Big Brother Yan Jingchen has always had a sense of boundaries and wouldn't interfere with their affairs, especially since he's so busy with work and stays in the study when he comes back.
This piano room should be empty on a regular basis when he's not here.
"Is what you just said true?" he asked Yan Qing.
Yan Qing shrugged.
"Um, brother, I accidentally wrote that," a clear voice sounded, and Yan Luo's expression changed.
Yan Zhi still looked at him innocently.
"Xiao Zhi, is that you?" Yan Qing asked in surprise.
The next second, she stood in front of Yan Zhi, closed her eyes, and decided to endure the imminent outburst from Yan Luo.
"Hey, don't blame her. Kids have their own thoughts! If you're angry, just vent it on me."
"Am I seen as such an unreasonable person in your heart?" Yan Luo glanced at Yan Qing.
"Make way for your brother."
"Absolutely not," Yan Qing firmly defended Yan Zhi.
"It's okay, sister," Yan Zhi stood behind Yan Qing, gently shaking her sleeve with his index and middle fingers to reassure her.
Yan Qing slightly relented at his words, standing by Yan Zhi's side and holding her small hand.
Yan Luo slightly bowed and met eyes with Yan Zhi.
It was only at this moment that he truly began to take this little girl seriously.
Their eyes met and held for a few seconds, until Yan Luo couldn't help but speak first.
"Did you write this?"
"Mm." Yan Zhi nodded.
"I don't believe it."
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