Upon hearing the chatter, Lu Xinnuan's hand trembled, causing her lipstick to smudge.
She grabbed a tissue in frustration and fiercely wiped the excess lipstick from the corner of her mouth, her eyes clouded with a heavy darkness.
"Oh... I've heard about it," she replied flatly, suppressing her anger.
Several people nearby were practically dying of envy.
"Xinnuan, no wonder you're pursuing music. Turns out you've got a big-shot sister backing you up. With your sister writing songs and composing tracks tailored for you, what do you have to worry about when it comes to your career?"
Lu Xinnuan's expression grew even more sour.
Her choice of music, her progress so far—what did it have to do with Lu Mian?
If there had to be a connection, it was the fact that Lu Mian had forced her into this!
"Exactly, exactly. Lu Mian's composition skills are amazing! Even Master Kunyang has praised her and even helped promote her work personally."
