Sheng Qianxia couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that this man should really go into the entertainment industry—such talent was truly wasted.
Gong Beiyao completely ignored Luo Yanxi, treating her as if she were thin air, and made his way toward Sheng Qianxia. However, as he moved to the left, Luo Yanxi shuffled left, and as he moved to the right, she shuffled right as well.
Luo Yanxi thought that Gong Beiyao's look in her direction constituted a 'Fleeting Glimpse', and kept curling her hair with her fingertips while looking at him, her smile blooming like a flower, "I just happened to come to look at pianos; I'm entering a piano competition soon. I don't know if you'd be free to come and watch me perform."
"Miss, you are blocking my way!" Gong Beiyao spoke coldly.
Sheng Qianxia almost burst out laughing. She believed that Gong Beiyao must be in a good mood today; otherwise, he would most likely have only uttered a single word: 'Scram'.
