Huh? With a confused look, Ning Xixi wondered why Ou Fengyi was suddenly looking for her.
Suddenly, Ji Yebai grabbed her other arm with his big hand, coldly saying, "Hold on, since you know she is my woman, then you think my woman is someone you can just take away?"
The two were like in a tug-of-war, each holding onto one of Ning Xixi's arms, the atmosphere tense.
The air was thick with tension, as if the murderous intent between them had taken on physical form.
"Um... Ou Fengyi, what do you need me for?" Ning Xixi asked awkwardly, breaking the stalemate.
Ou Fengyi pursed his lips, "It's like this, today I'm in charge of the vocals, and there's a traditional band accompanying me. The girl playing the guqin informed me five minutes ago that she has a high fever and can't make it."
"But, what does that have to do with me?" Ning Xixi asked, her eyes filled with confusion.
Ou Fengyi stared at her intently, "Aren't you able to play the guqin?"
