Huo Yishan squinted her eyes, a smile observing Li Yuan's second wife. How could she not hear the sarcasm in her tone?
"I've seen plenty, and since you're a lady of noble birth, there must be some respectable talent you possess."
Huo Yishan's gaze shifted, and on the left side of the drawing room, she noticed a harp.
Then, she let go of Li Yuan's hand, walked over to the harp, sat down beside it, and pulled the harp closer to her.
Three seconds later, a melodious tune filled the living room, soothing everyone's worries.
Li Yuan watched from afar as she played, her lovely profile perfectly framed, as if fixed in a painting yet full of life.
Once the piece had ended, Huo Yishan stood up and walked to the center of the living room, eyes fixed on Li Yuan's second wife.
"I wonder if the second aunt thinks this kind of thing is presentable?"
Her harp performance was excellent, and Li Yuan's second wife was momentarily at a loss for words.
