[Whether it’s an original composition or not, let’s first confirm that the song is hers. Can you keep watching first?]
On the other side, Qi Yan couldn’t help but feel nervous. She hoped that with the arrival of Reese and the others, Lu An would forget to ask her if the song was an original composition of hers or not. In the end, however, Qi Yan was doomed to be disappointed.
“I’m sorry, let’s not talk about the piano for now. Thank you very much for lending me the piano. I like it very much, and I enjoy playing it. However, can we put that aside for now? I have a more important matter to attend to.”
Lu An gave Reese and the others a simple reply before she walked over to Qi Yan.
Qi Yan couldn’t help but tremble. She desperately wanted to escape, but in the end, she still heard Lu An’s question. “So, Miss Qi, can you answer me now?
“Is this song really your original composition?”
“I…”
Qi Yan was already completely frozen.
Everyone stared at her, waiting for her reply.
Qi Yan took a deep breath and secretly clenched her fists. After thinking it over repeatedly, she finally braced herself and said, “I don’t know if you know, Miss Lu. My surname was originally Lu, and your mother was my mother before, so I…”
“So you stole my mother’s song and put your own name on it so that everyone would think you were the original composer, right?”
Lu An’s voice was cold as she talked over Qi Yan’s words; she was simply stating the truth.
Qi Yan’s face was already darker than the bottom of a pot. Her eyes were red as she defended herself weakly. “I… No, Mom said before that the song was for me. I, I didn’t think that much. I didn’t know…”
“In other words, because Mom gave you this song, you treated it as if you wrote it yourself, right?” Lu An didn’t care about Qi Yan’s emotions at all. She just asked the question again in a cool voice, emphasizing the “you wrote it yourself.”
Qi Yan froze.
Her deep red eyes were fixed on Lu An onstage as the latter looked down at her. Her lips quivered slightly as she choked on her words, unable to say anything.
In front of the live stream, everyone immediately exploded —
[D*mn, what is she doing? Does she have to be like this? She’s so mean! Isn’t it just putting her own name on her mother’s song? What’s wrong with that? It’s not like Yan Yan can do anything about the fact that it wasn’t her biological mother!]
[That’s right. Look at how calculative she is. It’s like she’s saying that our Yan Yan stole and plagiarized the song. I’m speechless!]
[It feels like this Lu An is here to collect a debt. She’s jealous that our Yan Yan stole her mother’s love! Even if she wants to ask about it, she shouldn’t be like this. Disgusting!]
Qi Yan’s fans simply spat disdain.
Lu An’s fans were really speechless —
[So, you don’t think it’s shameless to say that you wrote the song just because Mom gave it to you?]
[Mom probably gave it to you because you’re her daughter, right? But she never said you could steal the credit for writing it, right?]
[Even if Mom doesn’t care about that, as a daughter, shouldn’t you let everyone know that this thing came from your mother and not you?]
[This is hilarious. If I didn’t hear wrong, it sounds like she deliberately changed some of the keys and beats so that it wouldn’t sound too much like the original?]
[Then, since it’s no big deal, why did you modify it, and even made it sound worse? Excuse me, was it because you felt guilty?]
