My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Just as Chris was reveling in her heroic feat, a visitor shattered her peace.

"I saw Gothic Edgeworth take Lord Wayne away!" Chris's number one henchman, Molly, shouted in a panic.

"Pfft—" Chris was startled and spat out the red tea in her mouth.

"Ah, is Lady Chris alright?" Eve, the second attendant, quickly handed her a clean handkerchief upon seeing her.

"Cough, cough... I'm fine. When did this happen?" Chris took the handkerchief and wiped her face haphazardly, then whispered an apology to Eve, "I'm sorry, Eve, I'll wash the handkerchief and return it to you."

Eve shook her head: "No need, it's just a simple handkerchief."

"It happened just now. They had just left the classroom when I came over," Molly said uncertainly. "Judging from their direction, they were probably heading towards the orchestra."

"Orchestral section..." Chris murmured the name.

This wasn't in the original storyline! Can't we just have some fun now?

Rather, the original work barely touched on the club aspect; the focus was entirely on Chris's bizarre and unconventional methods of winning her over.

But perhaps... in this realistic world, those things did actually happen, but because they weren't part of the main storyline, they weren't shown in the original work?

Chris rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

"Lady Chris, hurry and rescue Lord Wayne!" Eve said worriedly. "You and Lady Goley have never gotten along. Lord Wayne will suffer in her hands."

The feud between Gary Edgeworth and Chris Wincher dates back to the previous generation.

Franz, the current head of Edgeworth, and Duke Elliott have never gotten along since childhood. As a confidant and staunch royalist closely tied to King George, he greatly disapproves of the Winche family, a powerful noble family that skillfully navigates between various factions and sways with the wind.

If that were all, it would be fine, but another well-known fact makes it impossible for the two of them to ever shake hands and make peace.

That is, Franz fell in love with a noble and beautiful girl, but halfway through persuading his family to propose marriage, Eliot snatched her away—

At least that's what Franz himself thinks.

Yes, that girl is none other than the Duchess of Winchester, Ashville.

When Chris received this memory, she felt like she was reading an old Mary Sue novel from over a decade ago, and she didn't even know how to express her dissatisfaction.

This also led to her having an indescribable feeling when facing Ge Li. Ge Li probably felt the same way, which is why the two of them would almost always argue over something inexplicable every time they met.

Although judging from the later plot, there shouldn't be any major problems, she decided it was still necessary to go and check on Wayne to ensure his personal safety.

……

The orchestra room was very spacious and luxuriously decorated, with an entire wall of musical instruments displayed solely for decoration.

String instruments: violin, viola, cello, double bass.

Woodwind instruments: flute, clarinet, oboe, bassoon.

Brass instruments: trumpet, tuba, French horn, trombone.

"These are the main instruments in our orchestra. Which one would you like to learn?"

"The violin!" Wayne imagined his future. "Actually, I'm quite interested in the legends of those bards. Imagine traveling the world with my violin, visiting unfamiliar countries, and freely expressing my artistic emotions in streets and alleys with different charms—wouldn't that be romantic?"

Ge Li looked at him with surprise: "I didn't expect you to have such unique interests. Most of the other rich and arrogant noblemen just want to have dozens of lovers and hundreds of children when they grow up."

Is it really that real?

"It seems that His Highness the First Prince is indeed a rare good person."

"Of course." Speaking of Richard, Gorley felt a sense of pride. "He's different."

Wayne's eyes lit up, and he slapped his palm: "That's right, speaking of Richard, I have a way to definitely pique his interest in you!"

He moved slightly closer to Ge Li and whispered something in her ear.

Ge Li's brow furrowed more and more as he listened, and he asked doubtfully, "Can this really work? You're not just playing a trick on me, are you?"

"It might not have an immediate effect, but it's better than doing nothing. At least it will leave you with a 'very special' impression," Wayne said with a smile.

So when Chris stormed into the orchestra, she saw Wayne and Gothic chatting happily and laughing especially brightly.

Dangerous!

Chris felt a jolt of alarm.

"Oh no! Mom! Wayne has been bewitched by a fairy!"

Thinking this, she quickly squeezed between the two of them, separating them.

"Wayne, why are you suddenly interested in the orchestra? Why not join the crafts club? The orchestra can't compare to the fun of our crafts club!"

When Ge Li heard her say that, he scoffed, "Going to make the most basic little toys with those girls? If you're interested, my family's craft workshop is always open to you."

Amidst the sarcastic remarks and sharp arguments, Wayne stood to the side, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

"Sister Chris, I just want to learn the violin~" he interjected weakly.

"You can learn at home too. I'll go back and ask Mom to hire a dedicated violin teacher for you, and add at least two hours of practice lessons every day!"

"!????"

Ge Li smiled: "Not bad. Now that you've become a member of our orchestra, you can't slack off at home. You have to work hard!"

Wait, is this revenge? It must be!

Provoked, Chris became even more upset.

"No, they absolutely have to join the crafts club too!"

Ultimately, under Chris's powerful pressure, Wayne was forced to fill out the application form for joining the Handicrafts Department.

There were blank application forms in the orchestra room. Watching him take a pen out of his pocket and sign his name somewhat illegibly at the last stroke, Chris snatched it away and hurried back to get it stamped.

Wiping away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, Wayne was truly speechless. Could it be that Chris was also a primary school student before she transmigrated?

Wayne put the pen back in his pocket.

"Let's go, let's go check out the market now." Ge Li casually stuffed Wayne's application form into the folder on the table.

"Now?"

Ge Li frowned: "If you move any slower, you might not be able to walk."

Thinking that Chris might return soon, Wayne hurriedly said, "Then let's go!"

He didn't want to spend his precious trip out only to hear these two elementary school kids arguing the whole way.