The air around them seemed to have been sucked dry, and everyone fell silent.
The reason why Song Zheng wanted this piano was to give it to someone else.
And the person he wanted to give it to was in the auction hall?!
Su Wanyun was a little nervous, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "She's here…. In this hall?"
In the auction hall, the only person who wanted this piano was Ye Beisheng!
Could that person be Ye Beisheng?
No, no, Ye Beisheng had said that she and Song Zheng were not friends, and Song Zheng did not deny it. Therefore, he would not give such an expensive piano to Ye Beisheng.
Presumably, that friend should be someone else.
Su Wanyun heaved a sigh of relief at the thought of this, and her expression returned to its usual gentleness. "Of course, Mr. Song. The piano is yours now. You can do whatever you want."
