Ya Ling rested her chin on Lu Mian's shoulder.
"Bro Mian, Miss Shao insists on leaving. With her gone, no one will be left to support the event. This is my favorite piano master's concert. Please think of something..."
Her voice could not have been more tender.
Shen Yixin's eyes widened in shock.
Lu Mian touched her forehead helplessly, "Stop it."
Immediately, Ya Ling straightened up, "Bro Mian, everyone is waiting. What should we do?"
Lu Mian probably knew what was going on, glancing at the door where Shao Yunxuan and her mother stood, he smiled faintly, "Miss Shao, Mrs. Shao, you can't leave yet."
When Jia Fangqin heard this, she straightened her back even more.
"You can keep us here, but you have to go on stage and clarify that the piece was originally composed by my daughter!" Jia Fangqin paused, "We're not unreasonable people. As long as things are made clear, my daughter will continue to perform, and the concert can go on."
