Her mother was so beautiful, so elegant, with such a special temperament; no wonder Xie Zhiyao was as perfect as a princess from a fairy tale. Moreover, she wasn't just beautiful; she had an artistic talent too. At the same age as herself, Xie Zhiyao had already performed in the golden hall of the music academy. It was said that only the most renowned figures in the industry could hold concerts there, after all, it was used more for academic research than for commercial events.
Without noticing, Qian Sisi stood in front of the poster for quite a while, remembering that Xie Zhiyao's mother must be anxious about not finding her ring, and she hurriedly entered the venue.
The concert hadn't started yet, but the audience had already taken their seats. The row closest to the stage was left empty, probably for some very important guests who were expected to arrive.
