You Are My Favourite Medicine

River City.

Intercontinental Seven-Star Hotel.

Romantic Ballroom.

The largest and most luxurious banquet hall in the hotel was romantically decorated today. It was the date of the engagement between the young lady of the Lewis Family and the young master of the Howard Family. Two of the four minor families in River City allied through marriage. Many guests of exalted rank were present.

Regardless of gender and age, everyone was well-dressed and well-groomed, a sign of their respect and congratulations to the two families.

But exceptions were ubiquitous in this world. At that moment, a girl sitting at the piano was the ultimate exception in the hall.

Around 18 years old, she wore no makeup and had her black, smooth, long hair hang loosely behind her back.

She was pretty, but her outfit looked out of place. The plain linen clothes she was wearing were light, retro, and against the theme of the party.

When she sat at the piano in such clothes, the scene looked weird. If the musical instrument were a zither, it would be more harmonious.

"Who is she? Why is she dressed like that?" The guests discussed with each other.

"I heard that she is the daughter of Ruben's youngest son." An insider answered.

"The son who left home and became a live-in son-in-law?" As soon as Ruben Lewis's youngest son was mentioned, people remembered the scandal of the Lewis Family back in the days.

The youngest son fell out with his family for a woman and claimed to marry his beloved woman even if he had to become a live-in son-in-law. In the end, he was expelled, and the scandal caused a sensation across the city.

Years apart, his daughter grew up. Her appearance was good, but her fate was ill. Since her father was expelled long ago, she was not really a member of the Lewis Family.

No wonder her clothes were so shabby.

Despite the comments and ridicule, Ipomoea Lewis sat there quietly and waited for her performance. For her cousin and woman of the hour, she would play a piece of piano music.

Amid people's discussions, Rosie Lewis showed up in an engagement dress tailored by an internationally renowned designer. Her makeup was exquisite and her necklace was glittering with brilliance.

She was the young lady of the Lewis Family, a renowned family of medicine. Most of its family members were famous doctors and experts in the medical world. Brought up in such a family, the girl was naturally graceful.

In comparison, Ipomoea, the poor youngest lady, belonged to a different world.

In the limelight, Rosie walked onto the engagement platform. Ibrahim Howard, her fiancé-to-be, stood by her side. The two looked like a perfect couple.

Before the ceremony began, Rosie winked at the host. The latter took the hint, held the microphone, and announced a piano performance.

Once again, people's eyes landed on the girl in plain linen clothes.

The Lewis Family boasted great wealth. Couldn't they afford a professional performer?

Why did they have to let the youngest lady deliver the performance? Although she was not acknowledged by the Lewis Family, she was still related to them by blood.

On the stage, Rosie looked at Ipomoea with a complacent smile. The girl didn't know how to play the piano at all. To save her imprisoned uncle, however, she had to play Mariage d'Amour today. A layman like her couldn't possibly learn it within three days. In a moment, she would lose face in front of the nobles of River City.

A peasant longed to rejoin the Lewis Family. Dream on!

Rosie winked at her, warning her to play well or face the consequences.

Ipomoea lowered her head and placed both hands on the black and white keys. Her fingers were long, slender, and as fair as jade. The stage lights cast on her, silhouetting her soft side face. She was indeed a stunner.

When Ibrahim looked over, a flicker of amazement flashed across his eyes.

Rosie hated Ipomoea even more but had to keep her smile.

Clang...

Ipomoea pressed the first key, giving out a pleasant tune. Her movement was deft. No one could imagine that she started learning the piano only three days ago.

The melody came out of the case and reached everyone's ears. It was so slow and sad that people felt depressed.

"This... seems to be the second movement of Beethoven's Symphony No. 3 in E-flat major, the Funeral March!" Someone exclaimed, and the guests looked at each other in bewilderment.

Funeral March!

A piece of funeral music was played at an engagement party. What the hell was the Lewis Family doing?