My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Lawrence, who was on the other side, suddenly asked.

“Ah…” Wayne turned around and found Lawrence looking at him. He immediately felt that he had been too obvious.

"As fellow members of the Lily Society, we can only say we know each other. Besides, we were classmates for a few years before," he explained.

To avoid giving him any other ideas, Wayne deliberately mentioned, "However, Chris and her relationship... is very bad."

“Hmm,” Lawrence pondered, “this isn’t exactly a secret; I think I know.”

It's more than just a secret.

It was common knowledge that these two didn't get along, even back in elementary school.

The drama club, which had originally won two activity rooms, had to give one back after Chris lost the competition.

Fortunately, the orchestra room was useless to the drama club members, so no one would feel sorry to return it.

“Girls are such a hassle,” Lawrence remarked. “At first, I was actually thinking of inviting the orchestra to my concert.”

Ok?

Wayne's detection radar beeped an alarm.

Young man, what do you mean by that?!

Is he after my girlfriend?

Lawrence, completely oblivious to the sinister glint in Wayne's eyes, continued, "But since the orchestra and the drama club have become enemies... then I will definitely support our drama club!"

Alert lifted.

Wayne smiled with satisfaction, pleased that his son was teachable.

"Lawrence, you're such a good employee!" he praised.

Lawrence seemed a little embarrassed to receive the praise.

“Everyone in the club is a really good person,” he said. “Now I think… it was so great to have joined the drama club in the first place.”

Hey, why did the atmosphere suddenly become so sentimental?

But for Lawrence, this kind of friendship might just be exactly what he needs.

“Actually, there are so many interesting things in life.” Wayne raised his cup again and took a sip of coffee.

"A glass of ice water in summer, a warm stove in winter... and friends to keep you company when you're lonely."

His voice was calm, but the scenes he described conveyed a deep sense of warmth.

“Yes, that’s right.” Lawrence also rested his chin on his hand and began to imagine.

"When I was a child, I wanted to become a famous pianist and live a life where I was constantly invited to perform in various countries."

Wayne asked him, "So, how much of your dream have come true?"

"Ha, this is only the first step," Lawrence laughed. "I'm only just getting on the right track now, and I still have a long way to go."

When he said these words, there was no discouragement in his tone; on the contrary, it was full of expectation.

Seeing his expression, Wayne smiled as well.

"Now that I think about it... I used to dream about things like, 'traveling around the world with a violin someday.'"

"Huh?" Lawrence asked in surprise, "You play the violin?"

“I used to be a member of the orchestra for a few years,” Wayne said.

"I stopped participating after I was promoted to the main campus of the academy."

Thankfully, I didn't participate.

Otherwise, if Chris suggested joining the same club as me, I'm afraid I'll run into a lot of trouble.

"Eh eh eh eh—" Lawrence was even more astonished.

"You're actually an undercover agent in the orchestral department?!" He was dumbfounded.

Wayne: !!!

What?

"Didn't I say I wasn't in the orchestra?" he said irritably. "So naturally I can't be considered a member of the orchestra anymore."

"The idea of ​​an undercover agent is utter nonsense!"

"How terrifying!" Lawrence thought to himself.

Hearing his explanation, Lawrence finally calmed down a little, but his expression was still incredulous. "Chris actually agreed to let you join the orchestra? Didn't she and Miss Gele have always been at odds?"

"Actually, we weren't that incompatible back then..."

In Chris's mind back then, she probably viewed Ge Li as a stubborn and unlikable little girl who was always going against her.

However, as we get older, those holidays have also increased significantly, and now they have gradually become quite irreconcilable.

Hmm... how much of this is influenced by myself?

He wasn't sure.

"So, does that mean the drama club and the orchestral club don't actually have much animosity at all?!"

Lawrence looked as if he had been tricked.

"I only removed the orchestra from the invitation list because I was thinking of your feelings!" he accused, his eyes wide.

Ah this...

"That was only back then; things are very different now."

Wayne felt like he was lying to a child.

It's like agreeing that everyone shouldn't hang out with a certain person, and then the friends take it seriously and try their best to keep the agreement, only to end up making up with that person themselves.

Wait, how could I be so bad?!

He wanted to salvage his image: "Even if you lose the orchestra, you still have me, don't you?"

"You can pay me your performance fee on credit for now, and settle it when you have the money." He smiled. "See how generous I am to you?"

It's impossible for it to be free.

It will never be free in this lifetime.

Upon hearing this, Lawrence was speechless.

"So, how much is your appearance fee?"

"..."

There was no response for a long time, and an awkward silence fell over the room.

Wien didn't actually know the market price for a typical pianist to be invited to perform; he simply felt that he couldn't let others take advantage of him.

Money has no meaning.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's offset it with one of your promises."

Chapter 267 Are the activities of the orchestra interesting?

The two reached an agreement on a promised price.

Lawrence said his tentative performance date is before the end of the semester, which is still some time away, so he has time to rehearse the repertoire in advance.

"Let's arrange the piece you played last time for our duet," Lawrence said, still reminiscing about that piece.

...Unexpectedly, before I could even play a duet with Miss Ge Li, Lawrence beat me to it.

Wayne subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Goethe again.

"How about we go and say hello?" Lawrence suddenly suggested. "It wouldn't hurt to have good relations with the orchestra. What if that young lady and Chris reconcile someday?"

“It’s impossible for them to reconcile,” Wayne said with absolute certainty.

If that day ever comes, I'm afraid... it will be my end.

"Oh, I see."

Lawrence sounded quite regretful.

However, the tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease.

Although he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble, he couldn't avoid the ulterior motives of others.

Perhaps Lawrence's voice was too loud, because even though Ge Li didn't look at Wayne because of it, her classmate Yuna, who was with her, noticed it.

"Huh? It's Prince Lawrence and Wayne Wincher."

Seeing them, Yuna became excited, resting her chin on one hand and staring at the table not far away.

"Why can he be so handsome..." she murmured softly, revealing a lovesick expression.

But soon, her expression turned to disgust. "It's a pity he's Chris's man."

Upon hearing this, Ge Li was slightly taken aback.

"—Yes, it's a pity."

She lowered her gaze, wanting to look at him.

Yuna seemed to remember something and chuckled.

"Lord Ge Li... what do you think Miss Chris would feel if she saw Wayne being all lovey-dovey with other girls?"

She speculated with a hint of malice, "He must be furious, right?"

Ge Li immediately raised his head alertly.

"What does this sentence mean?"

Even she herself didn't realize that her tense voice had already taken on a hint of coldness.

Yuna smiled without answering, and stood up by pushing herself up on the table.

In Ge Li's sight, she turned around with a charming smile and approached Wayne and his table.

Ge Li's pink lips parted slightly, and she raised her hand slightly.

But... I don't know what excuse I should use to stop her behavior.

Then, she froze.

On the other side, Wayne saw Yuna walking over and initially thought she was just passing by and wanted to go to the front desk.

Unexpectedly, she stopped next to Wayne.

She didn't say anything else, but instead leaned slightly closer to Wayne.

Wayne subconsciously frowned and leaned back, creating a safe distance between them.

He gave Yuna a strange look.

Although he didn't say anything, his expression and actions clearly conveyed the message that "this person seems to be sick."

Yuna's smile, which had been on her face, froze for a moment.

However, she didn't dwell on this part and naturally glossed over it.

"Wayne, it's a bit disappointing that you haven't been to the orchestra this semester." She said in a very affected manner.

"……Yeah?"

Hey, are we that close?

Not knowing what she meant, Wayne didn't want to have an awkward conversation with her.

He glanced at Ge Li again.

He realized that she had finally started to look at him.

But for some reason, the way he stared at her seemed a little angry.

Completely bewildered, he sent her an encrypted message consisting of a series of question marks.

Although she had clearly received the message, Ge Li showed no intention of replying. She simply picked up her drink as if nothing had happened and turned to look out the window.

Wayne: ?