Gu Junzhu laughed very happily.
What else could he say when he was home?
In the deep dark night, actions always spoke louder than words!
"Mom! There's a piano here!" Xiao Shumiao ran over happily, grabbed Ye Xingbei's hand, and dragged her towards the piano.
The room was very big and equipped with a variety of entertainment facilities.
As soon as the two little fellows finished counting their red envelopes, Xiao Shumiao took Lingyue and they ran off to explore the place.
In the corner by the window, there was a white piano.
When he saw the piano, the young boy immediately thought of his mother and pulled Ye Xingbei towards the piano saying, "Mom, I want to hear you sing, sing that song about the curved moon, it's lovely!"
He took Ye Xingbei to the piano, looked up at her with a hopeful expression.
Ye Xingbei couldn't bear to refuse any of his requests, and playing the piano and singing wasn't a big deal at all.
