The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss Chapter 269 - Don't Be Angry, Senior Sister. Bring Me A Trophy To Play

Chapter 269 - Don't Be Angry, Senior Sister. Bring Me A Trophy To Play

Xing Jiuan was just playing around, but Su Yin really rubbed it for her.

Su Yin's fingers had calluses from playing the piano. Her fingers were slender and beautiful. They were a pair of hands that were very suitable for playing the piano.

Xing Jiuan smiled as she was slowly ma.s.saged by her.

"I was just playing around."

Su Yin looked at her and smiled slightly. "As if I don't know!"

Xing Jiuan continued to reach out. "Are you still going to ma.s.sage me?"

Her hands clearly did not hurt, but she still pretended to be confident and pampered.

It was as if she would be unhappy if Su Yin did not ma.s.sage her.

"Of course I'll ma.s.sage it for you." Su Yin rubbed her hands slowly.

"If you clap so hard for me when I go on stage later, I'll continue to ma.s.sage you when I come back."

"Then don't."

Su Yin smiled at her and did not say anything else. She just tapped her on the head.

"Little baddie."

"You're my Senior Sister anyway," Xing Jiuan said nonchalantly.

Anyway, she was a little baddie, and Su Yin was a big baddie.

Su Yin couldn't help but pinch her face.

"You're trying to p.i.s.s me off, girl."

Xing Jiuan laughed, reckless and unrestrained.

"You're just relying on me to spoil you."

"Then will you not spoil me?"

Even if it was just a joke, Su Yin would not have said such a thing.

"Of course I have to spoil you forever."

"You're so spoiled that no one wants you. You can just stay single with me."

Xing Jiuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, then you have to pamper me forever. Otherwise, I won't like you anymore."

"You bad girl. Am I not good to you?"

"After all, no one can predict what will happen in the future!"

Xing Jiuan looked at the sky and the place, but she did not look at Su Yin.

Su Yin smiled angrily. "Go, go. I got someone to arrange a place for you to rest. Don't anger me."

Xing Jiuan hugged her. "Senior Sister, don't be angry. Bring me a trophy to play with."

Su Yin smiled and let her go.

Actually, Xing Jiuan had reason to say this.

Her Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were all very outstanding. They had won countless trophies and medals, and they would give Xing Jiuan a few good-looking ones that would not hurt anyone.

Xing Jiuan used to play with dirt when she was young. Therefore, the trophy was used to store dirt.

Later on, she found out that these things were very rare. If someone else gave them to her, she wouldn't want them anymore.

Her Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were not happy about it and let her play as she pleased.

Xing Jiuan specially found a room to store the toys they had given her.

There were too many to play with.

Moreover, she would not keep playing with clay. Those things were useless to her.

Later on, the pile of medals, trophies, and medals she had won were placed randomly.

Su Yin's performance was very successful.

Many pianists had gathered at this compet.i.tion, and she was still the champion. Su Yin, who was holding the trophy, was surrounded by reporters asking questions.

Su Yin had always answered politely and distantly, leaving no gaps.

When a reporter asked her how she felt after winning the trophy, she smiled and said that she was very happy.

The reporters continued to ask if it was because the trophy meant anything to her.

Su Yin had won many important awards in the past. Her answer was always happy, but there was one more that made people feel that something was wrong.

"Is it because Madam Su Yin values this compet.i.tion very much?"

This question was not quite right. It was as if Su Yin did not place much importance on her previous compet.i.tions.

Su Yin's eyes turned cold.. "I just want to give a trophy to a certain little kid."