After saying that, she left the private room and wanted to go downstairs directly, but found that it had already rained heavily outside at some point. The bodyguards were holding Xia Yanyan in the car with stars arching the moon, but Ye Xingguang was frightened by the heavy rain and retreated back to the lobby.

She took out her cell phone and called a car. The phone showed that the car would take five minutes to arrive, so she stood in the lobby and waited.

The lobby was very quiet and there was no one. Her eyes accidentally fell to a corner of the lobby and found a piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She likes piano very much.

She had a neighbor named Chen who played the piano very well. When she was a child, she often rushed to Grandma Chen's house. Grandma Chen would teach her when she was idle.

Perhaps she was so upset that she couldn't help but walk to the piano.

"Hanhan, you don't know how successful your concert was last night. You see, your single "Come Against the Wind" has climbed to the second place in the music rankings. Now, no one can suppress you except Xia Yanyan. Of course, we can't compare with Xia Yanyan. She is a mermaid. The mermaid's musical cell is naturally stronger than ordinary people. Your current status in the pop music scene is not an exaggeration to say that it is below one person and above ten thousand people!" Fan Yuwen said excitedly while holding his mobile phone to look at the rankings.

Ling Han didn't speak, but her mentor smiled and said, "If there are good songs, you can still compete with Xia Yanyan in the rankings. It's a pity that there are too few composers with spiritual energy now."

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, Han Han is the focus of the company's training, and will definitely tailor the best song for her..."

Before Fan Yuwen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Zhou: "Shh, don't talk!"

Mr. Zhou is the street artist Ling Han met at the entrance of the mall. Ling Han still feels that everything is like dreaming.

Fan Yuwen is not sure, so: "Mr. Zhou, why..."

"Listen." Mr. Zhou pointed at his ear.

The low and slightly sad piano sound came slowly.

The tune was very special. Mr. Zhou had never heard it before, but every note seemed to be stained with magic, making people feel inexplicably moved.

Fan Yuwen may not understand, but Mr. Zhou has decades of musical attainments, and it seems that he has discovered a treasure when he hears it.

Just like when Ling Han was discovered at the entrance of the mall three years ago, Mr. Zhou followed the sound and walked downstairs quickly.

When we almost arrived at the hall, the piano sound had already come to an abrupt end.

In front of the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there was nothing but the curtains with white light curtains swaying slightly in the wind, demonstrating the most touching love songs that someone had played here just now, sour, and exuding the troubles of falling in love.

Mr. Zhou felt very regretful, where is the person?

Ye Xingguang took a taxi and left the hotel.

She gently pressed her head against the glass window and slowly closed her eyes. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Why did Ye Da tumor always appear in her mind with a tight frown and a calm face?

It is said that people who are irrelevant cannot touch people's mood!

Ye Junqing is just an irrelevant person to her. Why did she feel sad because Ye Junqing is angry about Xia Yanyan?

Not like myself at all!

After thinking for a long time, it must be time to come!

Endocrine disorders are at risk!

Yes, that's it!

Rumble, rumble...
Chapter completed!