Chapter 19: Want to be Qin Yizes happy wife? Maybe in the next life!

“Lu Xiaohua, shut up,” Qin Xiaoyu snapped angrily.

“Did I say something wrong? Isn’t your sister-in-law from that place?”

The two girls standing nearby saw they were about to argue and quickly pulled back, but simultaneously moved Qin Xiaoyu back, fearing that she would go forward to pull Gu Qiaoqiao away.

It was so lively, even livelier than a comic dialogue show.

Gu Qiaoqiao furrowed her brows, turned around, and reached out to turn off the video camera.

The sound and image abruptly disappeared.

The people below were all taken aback.

Gu Qiaoqiao then spoke up, “Bai Yun was just joking with you all. Er Ren Zhuan is a folk art from the Northeast, with a history of over three hundred years. I really like it, but I can’t sing it.”

“I wasn’t joking,” Bai Yun said. “Sister-in-law, you…”

But Gu Qiaoqiao quickly interrupted Bai Yun, “Would you like to sing with me?”

“I…” Bai Yun hesitated. She was set up to be embarrassed, how could she possibly sing with her?

Bai Yun took a step back and chuckled dryly, “Sister-in-law is kidding, I certainly can’t sing that.”

“If you can’t sing, then please step down,” Gu Qiaoqiao said lightly.

Bai Yun was stunned.

“Or do you actually want to sing, but are too embarrassed to, using me as an excuse?” Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyebrows slightly raised, her eyes sharp. “If you want to sing, I’ll step down right now.”

As she spoke, she started walking towards the stage.

“I don’t want to,” Bai Yun’s heart skipped, and she hurriedly shook her head, watching Gu Qiaoqiao about to leave. In desperation, she put down the microphone and stepped off the small stage.

Staring at Gu Qiaoqiao with an expression of mixed alarm, but smilingly said, “Sister-in-law, what you can sing, I can’t. We are all ears.”

“Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I’ll reluctantly sing a song for you all. But I just looked, and there isn’t an accompaniment tape for the song I want to sing, so I’ll sing acapella…”

As she spoke, her finger pushed upward, turning on the microphone switch.

Earlier, when Ning Yuli left, she had actually turned off the switch.

Then Bai Yun specifically pushed her towards this microphone, always eager to embarrass her.

Just because of a man, she went to such lengths to frame me, who gave them the right?

A chill spread through Gu Qiaoqiao’s heart, her clear gaze sweeping over those poised to mock her. She coughed lightly into the microphone and slowly opened her moist red lips, “Are you going to Scarborough Fair, Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme, Remember me to one who lives there, She once was a true love of mine…”

Her soft, dreamlike melody began to fill the somewhat noisy private room, Gu Qiaoqiao’s voice already pleasing like the music of strings, slightly husky from recent hoarseness.

This husky voice seemed to gently pluck at everyone’s heartstrings like a feather.

The room fell silent instantly.

This song is called “Scarborough Fair.”

As a hit from the 1960s and a soundtrack in the popular movie “The Graduate”, it was particularly beloved by that generation, especially college students of that era.

Although Gu Qiaoqiao married after high school, her English was very good.

In her past life, when she first heard this song, it immediately evoked a deep sadness within her.

Back then, because of her overconfidence, recklessness, and foolishness, she lost her parents, her sister, and her only brother was in prison.

She worked tirelessly during the day and at night when alone, she repetitively listened to this song while weeping.

The song, like the desolate, dusky sky of autumn, quietly narrates the death and hardship war brings to people.

Just like her troubled life.

It made her constantly remember her lost loved ones, torturing her soul almost masochistically.

And at this moment, the noisy room suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at Gu Qiaoqiao in disbelief.

Gu Qiaoqiao stood on the small stage, a pale yellow slim-fit down jacket adorning her, her straight, slender legs encased in little leather boots, the jacket without a hood, a pale red scarf wrapped around her fair neck.

In the somewhat cold light, it highlighted Gu Qiaoqiao’s skin as fair as jade, her eyes moist.

A beautiful lady across the water.

The verse floated in Chu Chengfeng’s heart for no reason.

Yet she seemed estranged from those around her, as if distanced from everyone.

So close, yet so unreachable.

These people seemed unable to believe that Gu Qiaoqiao would sing this song, let alone its English version.

Wasn’t she said to be a country girl?

Supposedly illiterate as a basket?

What now?

The song they couldn’t sing, Gu Qiaoqiao the country girl could?

Wasn’t this a slap in their faces?

Chu Chengfeng’s eyes narrowed, he reached out and picked up the guitar that lay on the sofa.

He quickly stepped onto the small stage and stood by the microphone on the other side, glanced at Gu Qiaoqiao, closed his eyes to listen to the melody, and then began to play the guitar to accompany her.

The onlookers stepped back toward the direction of the sofa while Ning Yuli, holding a red fan in her hand, had an excited expression that had solidified, staring fixedly at Gu Qiaoqiao.

Was that her singing?

Must be a trick, right?

And her fan, wasn’t it bought in vain? In such a scenario, could she go up and hand the fan to Gu Qiaoqiao?

Bai Yun stood among the crowd, her face somewhat pale, hands tightly clenched. How did she not know Gu Qiaoqiao could sing this song?

She had been deceiving her all along.

Yet, that didn’t seem right, she clearly remembered how on New Year’s Eve she heeded her words and ran into a wall.@@novelbin@@

The entire neighborhood knew about the commotion it caused.

But how should today’s Gu Qiaoqiao be explained?

This vile person still had this trick up her sleeve. If she had known she could sing English songs, she wouldn’t have let her take the stage.

A hideous look crossed her face.

Gu Qiaoqiao, you want to turn the tables, want everyone to look at you with new eyes, want to enter this circle?

In your dreams!

There’s still a New Year’s gift waiting for her.

Wanting to happily be Qin Yize’s wife? Maybe in her next life!

She would make her remember today forever.

Bai Yun quietly slipped out.

As she left, she took Ning Yuli with her.

Perhaps too absorbed in listening, no one noticed. Still, Gu Qiaoqiao caught it all in one glance, unbothered, she shifted her focus back.

Music knows no borders, nor does it distinguish between high and low, noble and humble.

Gu Qiaoqiao’s voice was no celestial talent, but it struck at their hearts profoundly.

Everyone shut their mouths and listened quietly.

Gu Qiaoqiao simply sang a part, then stopped, turned to Chu Chengfeng at her side, and slowly said, “Not bad on the guitar, thank you.”

“Your pronunciation is a bit off in places…” Chu Chengfeng said lazily as he put down the guitar.

“Yeah, I always struggle with the pronunciation of ‘sage’,” Gu Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

“It’s fine, many people here wouldn’t notice…” Chu Chengfeng said meaningfully, then picked up his guitar and returned to his seat.

Simultaneously, genuine applause erupted.

This time, it wasn’t mockery, but filled with sincerity.