"Let's sit down and talk. After all, it's rare for us to get together." Ji Linbai led Qu Mo to a seat.
Qu Mo chuckled. "That's true. There's a need to talk."
The VIP seats in the front row of the banquet had their own table cards. When he walked to his seat, Qu Mo felt like he had kicked something.
He looked down and realized that there was a phone under the table. He had almost stepped on it.
The phone screen was lit up, and there was a short video playing in a loop. The sound was also on, but the music at the banquet made people ignore the sound coming from the phone.
Qu Mo bent down and picked up the phone. When he saw the familiar video, his eyes lit up. It was actually a video of Yangyang. It seemed like this little pianist was really popular!
He asked the people around him, "Who dropped their phone?"
When the surrounding people heard Qu Mo's question, they looked over and shook their heads to indicate that it wasn't theirs.
