The beautiful sound of the piano, played under such hands.
This is just a few-square-meters bedroom, yet it feels like being at a large concert.
If it were in another place with more people around, Daisy might be in the mood to appreciate the piano music, but the man's cold aura is too strong, his refined demeanor, indifferent expression, and slightly lowered eyes... all make her feel as if her heart is trembling.
Oh God, how did she forget that there is such a living Buddha upstairs?
Now she couldn't go down even if she wanted to.
Daisy couldn't stand, couldn't sit, couldn't walk, feeling as if she was about to be tortured to death.
"Daisy's piano playing is excellent." Aurelia Shaw listened to the piano music, not stingy with her praise.
Albert twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes, it is indeed good."
It's more than just good, that must be played by that person, he was actually willing to play the piano, and he doesn't just play well, he's at a master level.
