"Rest assured!" Han Yilan helped him fasten his bow tie and carefully straightened his clothes. "I will handle it."
Glancing at the time, Li Hannian walked out of the dressing room and onto the stage.
Suddenly, applause erupted like thunder.
Standing on the stage and gazing at the audience, Li Hannian still felt somewhat worried.
Where on earth had that girl gone!
Seating himself at the piano, Li Hannian took a breath, raised his hands, and gently pressed down on the keys.
The delicate piano sound immediately flowed from his pale fingertips.
That night's performance consisted of eleven pieces, with a brief ten-minute break after the fifth piece.
After the first piece ended and applause resounded, Li Hannian lifted his face to look toward the backstage entrance.
Han Yilan wasn't there.
If he had confirmed her safety, he would have certainly given him a sign.
So, he hadn't contacted the girl yet?
The man's handsome brows furrowed deeply.