Jun Ruyi never expected that Qin Xin was actually Mr. Yun, and her piano playing reached a level of mastery, praised by her father as a national treasure.
That damned woman, being able to get close to Mr. Nalan, seems to have some reason and capability.
Her gaze became even more solemn, observing Qin Xin with added scrutiny.
But then she thought about how she was standing outside the concert hall for an hour, her legs almost numb, thanks to this woman—it was definitely this damned woman who got her kicked out of the hall.
A raging fire of anger instantly burned again.
The little bitch with the surname Qin, I am irreconcilable with you.
No matter if you're some national treasure, I will make you my prisoner.
From a distance, Qin Wenrou also watched Qin Xin approaching, her whole body trembling—Qin Xin actually played the piano, actually could???
