"Really?"
Su Xuan's face revealed a meaningful smile as his ten fingers moved, ready to strike down on the keys.
"I say, you better get down from there; don't embarrass yourself up there. If you really want to play, we won't eat here."
"Exactly, you look almost like a rogue from the streets, do you understand something as elegant as the piano?"
"Pretentious and arrogant, I really can't stand people like that."
...
A wave of derogatory and accusatory voices rose and fell, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
Even the owner of the restaurant couldn't sit still any longer, as continued disturbance like this was sure to affect the business.
"Sir, I'm very sorry, but the piano here is private and not open to the public. Please come down now,"
a Western girl in her early twenties with blond hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and a stunning figure said tactfully to Su Xuan.
