Chapter 89: The Dance of Wild Bees!

At Ouyang Qi’s exclamation, she cried out in exaggerated disbelief, “Did I hear that right? ‘Moonlight Sonata No. 3’ and ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’? Those are ranked among the top ten most difficult piano pieces in the world! Without a master’s skill, it’s nearly impossible to perform them perfectly. Are you sure you can play them?”

“Piece of cake!”

Lin Fan answered with a confident smile. With that, he strode onto the stage, every step exuding assurance.

“This guy really knows how to brag. Forget ‘Moonlight No. 3,’ even the slightly easier ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’—I doubt he could play it. I bet he doesn’t even know who composed these pieces. Just putting on a show!”

Watching Lin Fan’s serene and almost superior demeanor, Su Mingxuan was visibly unhappy.

But before he could finish his complaint, the stage was suddenly filled with a burst of vigorous, rapid, and classical piano music.

“No way! That really is ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’!”

“This... this style is nearly on par with a master’s! So he was hiding his true abilities all along?”

The rhythm had barely begun, and Ouyang Qi couldn’t help but gasp in awe.

She was a professional teacher, after all—it was easy for her to judge the level at a glance. Yet Lin Fan’s skill left her utterly speechless.

Words failed her; Lin Fan’s performance was nearly indistinguishable from that of internationally acclaimed virtuosos.

She wasn’t alone—everyone present was so amazed by the superb playing that they forgot to eat.

“Which maestro graced us tonight? It’s been ages since I’ve heard such a masterful performance!”

“Is that really Lin Fan? His piano skills are almost at a virtuoso level? That’s unbelievable!”

“Compared to what Su Mingxuan played earlier, it’s worlds apart! I’m guessing Lin Fan must have been trained by a true master. The rhythm, the emotional progression and transitions—even a professional teacher with ten years’ experience couldn’t match this!”

There were quite a few piano enthusiasts with a discerning ear in the room. They could instantly tell the immense gap between Lin Fan and Su Mingxuan.

Even Su Juanmo, who knew nothing about piano, could hear the unparalleled quality of Lin Fan’s playing—truly music that lingered in the air long after it stopped.

As for Li Li and several other actresses, all of whom were skilled in the arts and had studied instruments, they had heard masterpieces performed by renowned musicians. They, too, realized Lin Fan’s performance was nothing short of professional.

It was, in every sense, the level of a grand master!

When “Flight of the Bumblebee” ended, Lin Fan launched into the fifteen-minute “Moonlight Sonata No. 3.”

As he played, everyone in the banquet hall forgot their meals, transfixed by the man at the piano.

When he finally finished, many spontaneously stood up to applaud and cheer.

“Encore, handsome! Play another!”

“Could you play ‘Butterfly Lovers’ for me? It’s a famous piano piece from our country—I absolutely love it…”

One guest even came up to the stage to request “Butterfly Lovers.”

Lin Fan didn’t refuse.

After he finished “Butterfly Lovers,” applause once again thundered through the hall.

When Lin Fan returned to his seat, he noticed Su Quanlong and Su Mingxuan were already nowhere to be seen. Even Bai Jiahao had vanished from the banquet.

“Lin Fan, I never imagined your piano skills were so high. Could you teach me?”

Li Li gazed at Lin Fan with open admiration, her eyes shining.

“Do you like the piano too, Li Li? No problem—whenever you have time, I’d be happy to teach you.”

Lin Fan was naturally glad to build rapport with her. Though Li Li hadn’t filmed in almost two years and was not active online, whenever she attended events, she still attracted plenty of attention and often trended.

For example, tonight’s charity auction was surrounded by media and paparazzi outside.

Even now, Lin Fan had just received news on his phone that Li Li was attending the charity auction in Hang City.

But since the media and paparazzi couldn’t enter the main hall, they had no idea what was happening inside.

At another table, Su Juanmo saw how well Lin Fan and Li Li were getting along, and she couldn’t help feeling a pang of jealousy.

“Cousin, are you jealous?”

Ouyang Qi teased, noticing the hint of loneliness and envy on her face.

“Of course not. I don’t like him—why would I be jealous?”

Su Juanmo replied quickly, as if eager to clarify any connection with Lin Fan.

“I understand. The more talented a man is, the more attractive he is to women. If Lin Fan changed his look, his entire aura might improve dramatically. He’d be the kind of guy women line up to chase after! If you ever want to pursue him, you’ll have to get in line,” Ouyang Qi laughed.

“I wouldn’t chase him, so what’s the point of telling me this?”

Su Juanmo rolled her eyes in mock annoyance.

Yet, despite her words, she found herself stealing glances at Lin Fan every so often.

It was only through Lin Fan’s conversation with the others that the two women learned he and Li Li were neighbors, which explained how they knew each other.

Even more surprising, Lin Fan lived in a villa at Binhai Park—the most prestigious development in Hang City ten years ago!

Although Longquan Manor was expensive, it couldn't compare to Binhai Park.

A decade ago, villas at Binhai Park were already priced at fifty million each—a far cry from today’s market.

Everyone living there was either wealthy or influential, especially celebrities. The villas had sold out years ago, and even second-hand properties were rare. No one knew how Lin Fan managed to buy one.

The party lasted late into the night at the hotel. Li Li had interviews and meetings with sponsors, so she left early, but she and Lin Fan agreed to have dinner together after the National Day holiday.

Since Lin Fan had come alone, he walked to the parking lot by himself after seeing off Su Juanmo and her group.

He had barely reached his car when a group of people suddenly appeared behind him.

“Kid, you’ve been pretty arrogant lately!”

Turning around, he saw Bai Jiahao leading a few thugs, surrounding him.

“First you steal my woman, and tonight you steal my spotlight? You think you’re all that?”

Bai Jiahao’s tone was malicious and threatening.

“Your spotlight? Did you even have any tonight?” Lin Fan glanced at him with disdain. “Let me guess—Su Quanlong put you up to this, didn’t he? Your family must have warned you, and yet you’re still here to make trouble for me?”

The Four Kings of Hang City were all part of the same circle—even their women were shared.

He’d heard this at the banquet.

Tonight, after he’d embarrassed Su Quanlong and Su Mingxuan, it was only natural they’d want revenge.

He just hadn’t expected them to use a fool like Bai Jiahao as a pawn, hiding behind the scenes to watch the show.

“You’re being used by them, and you’re actually proud of it?”

Lin Fan sneered.

“None of your business! Even if they didn’t come tonight, I’d still teach you a lesson! In Hang City, the Four Kings make the rules! Who do you think you are?”

Bai Jiahao roared in anger.

It was one thing for Lin Fan to steal his woman, but now he was being lectured as well—clearly, Lin Fan didn’t take him seriously at all!

“So what do you want? Say it and don’t waste my time.” Lin Fan cut straight to the point, not wanting to deal with this fool.

“What do I want? Isn’t it obvious?”

Bai Jiahao cracked his neck, a vicious grin spreading across his face.