One dazzling afternoon at the Shen residence.
The alluring sound of the accordion came from Shen Yue's room, accompanied by the refreshing cool breeze. The melody traveled far and wide.
Lan Zilang walked through the long corridor with a briefcase in his hand. Before he reached the study room, his handsome face could not help but flash with a smile.
The old CEO was playing the accordion again. In fact, he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the point of perfection.
He heard that the old CEO quite liked this song. It was his late wife's favorite. She had been quite a romantic woman. Despite it being so many years, the old CEO had never forgotten her. Every year at this time, he would slow down and play this song a few times.
Lan Zilang pushed the door open and entered. Indeed, he saw Shen Yue sitting down with his back to the door.
