Unworthy of Yuanyuan's Identity

Jin'an Garden.

Cheng Ye had just returned home when his gaze fell upon the piano in the house. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this piano wasn't befitting his daughter, Qingyin!

He quickly took out his phone and dialed a number. "Immediately customize a diamond-encrusted piano for my daughter. Everything, other than the piano keys, must be adorned with diamonds, and the sound quality must be top-notch! Make sure it's delivered before evening!"

"That's right. Our piano is too ordinary. It's indeed not suitable for Yuanyuan's status." Qiao Xinhui beamed with joy. "Men, hurry and buy groceries. Tonight, we must celebrate for Yuanyuan!"

On the side, Auntie Du smiled curiously and asked, "What are we celebrating? Madam, is there another happy occasion at home?"

"Yuanyuan is a renowned pianist! As parents, we only found out today…"