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As soon as Su Ran's words fell, all the guests were first taken aback. After catching on, they immediately burst into laughter.

The smug look on Su Xinyan's face froze.

Clearly, Su Ran's message was: Since I'm not a commodity, I won't stand here and lose face with you!

Su Ran looked at Su Xinyan's alternating pallor and sallowness, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"However, the piano skills of a Grade 8 Pianist truly aren't trivial, indeed worthy of everyone's bidding. How about I start, a hundred thousand?"

"Hahaha..."

The audience immediately roared with laughter.

Standing on the stage, Su Xinyan clenched her fists tightly, a sense of humiliation she had never felt before sweeping over her.

She was like a jumping clown, standing there for everyone's amusement, subjected to their ridicule.

Her eyes suddenly reddened.

"Sister, why... why do you have to humiliate me like this?"

Su Ran looked at her somewhat baffled, her tone indifferent.