She took off her apron, dressed in a waitress uniform, her figure undeniably slender, yet her posture stood straight as an arrow.
The girl had a stunningly beautiful yet unmistakably pale face. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips adorned with a gentle and relaxed smile, as if immersed in a beautiful dream. One couldn't help but sink into the world she painted with her fingers.
The manager was stunned, as were nearly all the waitstaff who worked with Shen You'an.
Is... is this really the Shen You'an they knew?
Sitting at the piano, she was so elegant, so captivating, and yet so unfamiliar.
Wasn't she from a small town? She hadn't even graduated high school—how could she possibly know how to play the piano, and play it so well?
