"Actually, I turned on the recorder on my phone before I entered the piano room last night. I want to record the music you played so I can listen to it whenever you want."
Qin Shu's voice was quite low and it sounded even more pleasant than the piano to Fu Tingyu.
Jiang Yu, who had just finished lunch, pulled Fu Tingyan over to play basketball. He saw Qin Shu on the phone on the field as well as the little fatty who was running nonstop.
"Tingyu, isn't that Qin Shu and that little fatty?"
Fu Tingyan heard Jiang Yu's voice and looked over. Qin Shu was on the phone, smiling happily. Who was she talking to?
His brother didn't seem to have the habit of making phone calls.
Could It Be Scum Shen?
Thinking of this possibility, he walked over to the field.
Jiang Yu looked at Fu Tingyan who had suddenly left. He shouted as he followed, "Tingyu, what are you going there for?"
