Chapter 129
At this moment, there were a few cuts on Yang Fei's fingertips, as if pricked by a needle.
There was a sense of indefinable emotion in Yang Gang's heart.
Yang Fei's hands were long and full of artistic grace.
Once upon a time, these hands danced on the piano keyboard, pouring out countless breathtaking melodies, moving an unknown number of people.
But at some unknown point, she gave up the piano, gave up her innate artistic talent.
If not to test herself this time, Yang Fei probably wouldn't have even gone to the piano concert.
Yang Gang didn't know why Yang Fei gave up the piano, he had asked Yang Lin. But the old man just evasively replied with a, "I don't know."
Clearly, there was some hidden matter in it.
However, since they were unwilling to share, Yang Gang couldn't keep pursuing. After all, he was just an actor making a living off his salary...
