Song Xi's heart suddenly tightened.
Had he discovered something?
She quickly recalled her actions from before entering the room until now and found no hint of a slip-up.
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she cautiously probed.
"You really don't want to listen? This new piece was something I specially composed for Young Master Zhang just now."
Hearing this, Zhang Qi's expression froze for a second, then his eyes lit up and he grinned, "Really? Then play it, play it quickly!"
As expected, she had overestimated Zhang Qi. With his limited intelligence and wit, how could he possibly recognize her so soon!
Song Xi planned to use this opportunity to put some distance between them.
To her surprise, Zhang Qi grabbed her hand, "Where are you going? Play it right here, I'll watch you play!"
Song Xi said with difficulty, "Young Master Zhang, it's not convenient to play like this."
"Then don't play."
He gripped her wrist, then suddenly flipped over, pinning her onto the sofa. His eyes were lecherous. "Play something else."
How vulgar!
Song Xi forced a smile and pushed him, "Young Master Zhang, please get up first."
"What, you're not willing?"
He reached out to tug at the veil on her face again, threatening, "It's your luck that this young master fancies you. Don't dawdle with me, I have very little patience!"
Just then, the door suddenly opened.
Qin Feng walked in, exclaiming joyfully, "Young Master Zhang, look what I found for you—"
His voice abruptly cut off.
The atmosphere was disrupted, and Zhang Qi flew into a rage, rushing over and kicking Qin Feng in the stomach.
The latter let out a pained grunt and knelt on the ground, hunched over.
Song Xi quickly got up. Because she moved too fast, her veil suddenly fell off.
She turned around in a panic to put it back on.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was focused forward, and no one noticed.
But unbeknownst to her, on the sofa, the woman with the wavy hair, who had been pushed aside by Zhang Qi earlier, happened to see it all.
She was greatly surprised.
Not Ding Li!
Zhang Qi still wanted to hit Qin Feng, but his peripheral vision caught sight of a woman standing behind him.
She wore a tight black hip-hugging dress, accentuating her sexy and voluptuous figure. Especially the ample bosom in front was dazzling.
But when Zhang Qi looked at the lightly made-up face, his eyes nearly popped out in shock.
Song Xi!
No, it couldn't be her!
Zhang Qi leaned in for a closer look. If the "Ding Li" from before resembled her by fifty percent, this woman now resembled her by eighty percent!
Especially her eyes, they were exactly the same!
"Who are you?"
The woman smiled charmingly and extended her hand, "Dai Xiao Mei."
Qin Feng got up from the ground, clutching his stomach, and laughed, "Xiao Mei is new. I thought Young Master Zhang might like this type, so I brought her over without permission."
It had to be said, Qin Feng's move had indeed pleased Zhang Qi.
What was more, Dai Xiao Mei was very proactive.
Zhang Qi immediately grew tired of Song Xi and set her aside.
He held Dai Xiao Mei, touching and kissing her. The woman's coquettish moans escaped her throat, making one's bones go weak.
Song Xi felt disgusted by the sight but hoped to get through it this way, which would save a lot of trouble.
However, Zhang Qi was intent on causing trouble. In his excitement, he didn't care about anything else and commanded Song Xi, "Play a song to liven things up!"
He really thought he was an emperor.
Song Xi had no choice but to play the tune that Ding Li had played in the dressing room earlier.
Although she was a bit rusty, luckily, there weren't many sober people around, so they wouldn't notice.
After Song Xi finished playing, Zhang Qi and Dai Xiao Mei were already lost in their own world.
Song Xi felt utterly disgusted and turned her head away.
"Hey!"
Then Zhang Qi called out to her, panting heavily, and commanded, "Take off your... clothes."