But Sun Qian and Sylvie seemed to think it wasn't lively enough. As they were going downstairs, Sun Qian said, "I think there's an African djembe drum at the bar. I'll bring it back tonight and see if Egg can play along."
"Great idea. I can play the piano and the violin, but I've never learned the hand drum. You can teach me." Sylvie was also the type to enjoy the chaos.
"Hey, I'm running a pet shop, not a band rehearsal studio! I didn't sleep well last night. Can you guys let me get some more sleep today?" Shen Yibin was exasperated. 'I just bought this bed. Are you guys really going to let those two, Egg and Hah'Er, crush it?'
"Boss, what are we having for dinner?" They had just put down their chopsticks when Sylvie started asking about dinner. It seemed Shen Yibin's cooking had completely won her over.
