The gathering ended abruptly, and Lin Fan and Feng Chengcheng didn't stay long before leaving the hotel.
When they drove back to the villa, to Lin Fan's surprise, a grand piano had appeared in the luxurious living room. A captivating face was seated at the piano, with a music sheet laid out in front. Her slender fingers gently played on the keys.
Unfortunately, even if this woman was supremely talented, there were things she couldn't do, like playing the piano. The melody had long since gone astray; if not for her charming face that added some points, it was practically a noise performance.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Su Yanyu stopped her actions, turned her swan-like neck, and softly asked, "How was your night out?"
"Hmph! I didn't even get a chance to eat, but Lin Fan seemed to be having a great time." Feng Chengcheng pouted with indignation.
