Master's Million Blind Wife

4After Huo Qingshan left, Shen Yijia returned to his seat. The coldness on his face was quickly suppressed by him, and he still had a warm smile on his face when facing Old Master Ling.     3

    

"Old man, did you just say that the person who played the piano today was a young man?" Shen Yijia's expression did not change as he continued the topic.    

    

Elder Ling also quickly withdrew his emotions. "Yes, she is a little girl that I admire very much. She is very talented."    

    

Shen Anning, who was sitting beside him, was talking to Ling Yi.    

    

Probably because Elder Ling was present, even if Ling Yi wanted to keep a distance, he would not be able to look at her coldly.    

    

Different from the swollen face last time, Ling Yi's facial features were elegant and handsome this time. His indigo blue suit made him look even more elegant and graceful.    

    

Shen Anning also discovered the problem from Ling Yi's reception in a short period of time.    

    

When they met the other day, Ling Yi seemed to have deliberately maintained the image of a playboy.    

    

Looking at his somewhat perfunctory attitude today, Shen Anning naturally saw through his intentions.    

    

He was not satisfied with the marriage arranged by the elders of the two families, but he could not take the initiative to reject. That was why he wanted to borrow her hand to reject the marriage.    

    

Lowering her eyes and smiling, Shen Anning suddenly felt that it was quite interesting.    

    

So, Ling Yi had someone he liked, right?    

    

...    

    

Soon, all the guests arrived. The huge banquet hall was filled with people, and the people who came and went were the prestigious aristocrats of the Calm Sea.    

    

The patriarch of the Moo family, Mu Hongzu, stood up with his two sons, Moo Haoyan and Moo Haotian, and greeted them, "First of all, on behalf of the Moo family, I would like to thank all the distinguished guests for coming to today's birthday banquet for the old man and my daughter, Wei..."    

    

Mu Hongzu politely and politely greeted them. In the end, the three of them toasted to each other and announced the performance.    

    

"Everyone knows that my old man likes to listen to piano music, so I specially invited a pianist with Elder Ling's blessing. Next, she will bring two piano music pieces to everyone."    

    

As soon as Xie Hongzu finished speaking, the light on the stage lit up and directly hit the piano.    

    

Huo Chengzhou's lips instantly formed a gentle arc. Qiao An was about to appear. She was wearing the dress that he had never seen before, personally designed by his elder sister.    

    

After the performance ended, he would personally go to the backstage to pick her up. This could be considered as announcing her identity in front of everyone.    

    

His heart was filled with excitement. He was actually looking forward to the arrival of this moment.    

    

Very soon, in a tranquil atmosphere, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the stage, and then a light blue figure appeared, walking step by step towards the piano.    

    

The custom-made blue long dress was ironed. The body of the dress was long and slender, and the waist was not full.    

    

On the shoulder was an exquisite collarbone and a slender neck. Further up was Qiao An's delicate and elegant facial features. She had a smile on her lips, and her eyes were burning.    

    

Her every move and every smile seemed to be indescribably beautiful.    

    

Huo Chengzhou's heart seemed to have been struck by that beautiful figure, and the rhythm was instantly wrong.    

    

Vaguely, whispers could be heard from the crowd. Almost all of them were guessing Qiao An's identity, and the praises also rose and fell.    

    

At this moment, Qiao An was led by Meimei to the front of the piano. Before the performance, she slightly nodded towards the crowd in the banquet hall, and then sat in front of the piano.    

    

For a moment, the large banquet hall was silent. Qiao An's hands on her knees were slightly lifted up, and her movements were elegant and skillful.    

    

Her fingertips landed on the piano and a beautiful and excited note started to flow slowly...    

    

Almost everyone was immersed in that beautiful and moving piano piece. Shen Yijia's gaze was focused on Qiao An's face and his eyes slightly narrowed.