D*mn it! Was she a demon? Sure enough, she was a demon, right?
She could even play on that junk…
Qi Yan gritted her teeth, but just as she was about to voice her doubts, someone suddenly spoke up behind her.
"Miss Lu, your Louvre collector's piano has arrived."
"Huh?"
Lu An was dumbfounded. What piano was that?
"That's right. A man called Lu Cha had someone send it over. He said you would know from his name. This piano indeed should be yours."
"Er… oh."
Lu An was a little stumped. Suddenly, she thought… Lu Cha, LC… Ling Chuan?
Brother, do you have to be like this?
Lu An immediately reacted and couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, alright, then leave it here. Sorry for the trouble.
"Then, everyone, will you be alright with listening to it again? Using this just now… In the end, it's a little shabby. Some people might not have been able to hear it clearly."
