Zhan Xiaohan stood behind her, his profound eyes brimming with tenderness and admiration.
The piece was highly difficult, with a brilliant and resplendent tone, offering the listeners a treat.
But to play it flawlessly and with emotion,
One must possess exceptional talent and have dedicated long hours of effort.
Jiang Yuning having such resources to study was not surprising, but Jiang Ruan... it was unlikely that the Jiang Family would have trained her in piano from a young age.
Zhan Xiaohan glanced at the "Jiang Ruan" below the stage, who looked like a clown.
The girl's hair was a mess, her gaze towards the "Yuning" on the stage contained a hidden intention of confrontation.
The concern in his eyes dimmed in an instant.
This "Jiang Ruan" gave him an unpleasant feeling.
Perhaps... he really sensed something wrong, for the "Yuning" on the stage was the one he truly liked and admired.
When Jiang Ruan finished playing, her palms were sweaty.