A strange man appeared at the door.

He was straight and handsome, with black eyebrows, tight jawline, deep eyes floating with thin and fierce aura, and his whole body exuded aura of not being close to him.

The man's eyes swept around. When he saw the little girl in front of the piano, he had a certain gaze, and then he stepped in.

Shi Zimei forgot what she wanted to say, and the sudden appearance of the man shocked everyone.

Rong Huan turned around and bumped into Fu Siyan's sight. Her heart shook violently, but she didn't expect him to appear suddenly.

When he saw him walking to her, she immediately lowered her head.

He raised his hand and gently picked up her face. His dark pupils pressed down, and he saw the little girl's face covered with tears and red eyes.

He was stabbed hard in his heart, and he pursed his thin lips tightly, and without saying a word, he bent down and picked her up from the chair in front of the piano.

Rong Huan was so panicked that he wrapped his neck tightly, not understanding his actions...

She was like a small boat wandering in the sea. His appearance was like pulling her to the shore. Her heart was hot and the heat was permed to her tight eyes. She bit her lips tightly so that she would not let herself cry anymore.

Fu Siyan lowered his head and tears rolled in his eyes. His hoarse and extremely gentle voice fell: "It's okay, uncle will take you back."

He hugged her and said to Shi Zimei: "Rong Huan asked for a leave today, and I will say to the person in charge of your group."

Shi Zimei was displeased with this man's righteous attitude and stopped him and asked, "Who are you? We are rehearsing. If you say you can take the person away?"

Fu Siyan was in a very bad mood. At this moment, Shi Zimei's tone was like a stone throwing into the rolling sea inside, causing stormy waves.

His eyes darkened, and his impatient mood flashed, and his tone of speaking became 18 degrees cold:
Chapter completed!