Don’t Even Think About Reincarnating – CH74

Chapter 74: Playing the Piano 

Yu Xin had indeed said that Yu Yuan played the piano beautifully.

From Monday to Friday, Yu Yuan usually practiced for about an hour, starting half an hour after dinner.

On weekends, she started around ten in the morning and finished before lunch.

However, today, since they had come over, Yu Yuan hadn’t practiced yet. Seeing her now sitting in front of the piano, Gu Qinghuan figured she probably wanted to play.

“She said I play beautifully?” Yu Yuan was stunned.

“Yes, as an accompaniment while practicing,” Gu Qinghuan nodded.

Considering the hardships Yu Xin had faced in the past, she had managed to study well under such difficult conditions—let alone now.

Yu Yuan’s piano playing was not a disturbance for her; rather, it was quite relaxing.

Yu Yuan wanted to grin but froze under Gu Qinghuan’s gaze. Her expression stiffened to the point of looking odd, and her voice pitched sharply: “Sh-she doesn’t understand anything! She’s never learned piano, how would she know how well I play!”

Gu Qinghuan glanced at the display shelves in the living room, which were filled with trophies of various sizes. The metal plaques at the base all had Yu Yuan’s name engraved.

“Even if she hasn’t studied piano and doesn’t understand how to appreciate it professionally, if she thinks it sounds good, then it sounds good,” Gu Qinghuan said, then asked, “Aren’t you going to play?”

“Who asked me to play for you!” Yu Yuan glared at Gu Qinghuan. She wanted to slam her cup down, but her hand had already lifted. She hesitated, then slowly placed it down with only a light clink.

“Oh,” Gu Qinghuan understood. “You’re worried about waking us up.”

“That’s not what I’m worried about!” Yu Yuan said angrily. “Dad told me not to disturb you, otherwise who would take care of you!”

Her temper was terrible, Gu Qinghuan thought, but it was understandable.

If she were at home with guests and her family told her not to do this or that, forcing her to change her usual habits for guests, she’d feel resistant too.

For Yu Yuan, they were friends of Yu Xin, which could raise Yu Xin’s “family status,” naturally creating a sense of crisis for Yu Yuan. That was perfectly normal.

Gu Qinghuan didn’t actually want to listen to Yu Yuan play piano; she just wanted a topic to ease the awkward atmosphere and to understand Yu Yuan’s thoughts.

But after hearing Yu Yuan’s response, she thought it was a good chance to continue the conversation: “Then why not try thinking about it differently?”

“What?” Yu Yuan instinctively replied, then realized and felt annoyed. Why did chatting with this Gu Qinghuan always have her being led by the nose?

“Hmm… You’re part of this family. When there are guests, as the host, welcoming them well is also a chance to show yourself, right?” Gu Qinghuan suggested.

She hadn’t liked guests at home as a child either. She felt her space was being invaded, and if younger kids messed with her things, she could get so angry she’d cry.

But Gu Haiyan had taught her another way, “Qinghuan, if you want to protect your things, you have to tell others they are yours and show your attitude.”

So Gu Haiyan handled the parents, and Gu Qinghuan handled the children herself.

When other parents asked about her collectibles, Gu Haiyan wouldn’t give them away but would explain how she got them.

Gu Qinghuan would tell the children which items were hers, which toys could be shared, which snacks could be eaten and replaced, and which were gifts she valued and couldn’t be touched.

If conflicts arose, she would loudly correct and stop the other child. Gu Haiyan would firmly support her, ensuring she wasn’t wronged.

Over time, impolite parents or children naturally stopped coming, and the remaining children learned which things could be touched and which couldn’t. If unsure, they would ask first.

Gu Qinghuan thought Yu Yuan’s situation was similar. Rather than seeing guests as an intrusion, she could view it from the perspective of “the family,” considering how to deal with them.

Yu Yuan froze, silent for a long moment, then softly said, “You think I’m part of this family?”

“Actually, I’d say Xin Bao is the real daughter of the Yu family. But you have been raised as a Yu family daughter, and that is still your identity. So I think it’s fair to say you are one of the family members,” Gu Qinghuan said.

For now, whether Yu Yuan was the Yu family’s daughter was up to Yu Wenli. Since he recognized her, she was a Yu family member.

Yu Xin wasn’t concerned with this either—after all, Yu Xin wouldn’t gain more resources just because Yu Yuan left.

But this reminded Gu Qinghuan of something. Yu Yuan… what about her biological family?

Yu Xin had indeed replaced Yu Yuan, but Yu Yuan wasn’t taken to her real family. She had been picked up from the wolf den after being abandoned.

So had the Yu family tried to find Yu Yuan’s biological parents? Did she know who her real mom and dad were?

“I know I’m really their daughter!” Yu Yuan said passionately, then felt slightly better after thinking about Gu Qinghuan’s next words.

Gu Qinghuan’s point made sense: Yu Xin invited friends, so they were guests of the Yu family. And as a member of the Yu family, Gu Qinghuan and Jiang Chuchu were her guests!

Why fuss over guests? She should let them see her status in this family!

Jiang Chuchu woke up to the sound of the piano. The room was fairly soundproof; she had only closed the screen window for ventilation, so she could hear.

This piano playing wasn’t bad… Jiang Chuchu thought drowsily, then suddenly realized: Wait, who’s playing the piano?

The alarm hadn’t gone off yet. She turned it off, tidied up, and hurried out. In the living room, Yu Xin was just coming down the stairs.

They saw Yu Yuan playing the piano, with Gu Qinghuan sitting beside her, not only listening but chatting nonstop.

Gu Qinghuan asked, “What piece is she playing?”

Yu Yuan replied, “Chopin Etude OP.25 No.2. Wait, you wouldn’t understand that, right? Anyway, it’s a Chopin piece.”

Gu Qinghuan said, “Let me check…”

Yu Yuan snapped, “Check what? Just listen properly! Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Jiang Chuchu touched her forehead. What’s going on? After one nap, Gu Qinghuan was already chatting so well with Yu Yuan?

Yu Xin seemed a little stunned too, though honestly, she wasn’t very surprised.

Gu Qinghuan and Yu Yuan had no real conflict; with her social skills and emotional intelligence, she could get along with anyone.