The man bathed in the spotlight, his long eyelashes slightly drooping, his expression devoted and focused.
Li Hannian at the piano was shining!
Leaning against a nearby pillar, Chu Nanxi tilted her head slightly, gazing at the captivating face, the corners of her lips naturally curling upwards.
What had she ever done to deserve the love of such an outstanding man?
On stage.
Li Hannian's fingers left the piano keys, and the applause from below roared like thunder.
Chu Nanxi also raised her hands, applauding for him.
Glancing sideways towards her, Li Hannian sat back down at the piano.
The familiar tune began, and Chu Nanxi recognized it—it was the piece he had written for her.
She paused, then a smile spread across her face.
This guy, could he be any more secretive?!
"Miss Chu!"
At her side, Han Yilan's voice gently rang out, and Chu Nanxi turned her face, looking at him with confusion.
"Your phone!"
Han Yilan passed her the phone.
