“How did you choke on tea?” she complained.
“Mom, I’m going to the washroom,” Angela said before standing up and leaving the dining table. She walked very quickly, leaving the private room as if she were fleeing from it. She had no intention of going to the washroom; she just wanted to go outside for a breath of fresh air.
Just then, she was drawn to the sound of the piano in the hall. Involuntarily, she came all the way into the hall from the private room, only to see someone performing a piano piece at the scene. After standing there for a while, she noticed that the young lady on stage seemed to be leaving, upon which an idea came to her mind. I have nothing to do, anyway. She went over and asked the manager if she could play the piano.
The manager quickly nodded and replied with a smile, “Yes, of course. Feel free to play it, miss.”
Angela walked up to the piano and sat down. With her slender fingers, she
seemed to be born to play the piano. A moving string of musical notes sounded in the restaurant, causing many diners to turn their eyes toward the piano in amazement. When they saw a different lady sitting at the piano, they were attracted to her good looks. She was dressed in white while wearing her hair down. What captivated them the most was her delicate features. She looked graceful and refreshing, like the warm sunshine in this freezing winter.
Getting carried away for a moment, she closed her eyes slightly. However, her fingers danced fluidly across the keyboard, bringing the most melodious music to people’s ears.
A middle-aged female diner got so entranced by the music that she couldn’t help but praise, “Her skills are close to that of a grandmaster, right?”
“Uh-huh. I wonder which family she’s from. Not only is she beautiful, but she’s so skilled at playing the piano.”
A man was striding into the hall through the entrance with sturdy and slender legs. Dressed in a black trench coat, he
projected a commanding presence. He walked in long strides, as if he were coming for dinner in a hurry. However, as soon as he entered the restaurant, he was drawn to the sound of the piano. playing smoothly.
When he looked up in the piano’s direction, his dark and deep pupils shrank; he couldn’t believe that the young lady playing the piano on stage was none other than Angela.
At this moment, Angela was closing her eyes while lowering them slightly. Her face, which was even more gorgeous than flowers, looked pure and pretty under the spotlight like that of an otherworldly spirit.
The man standing in the hall probably never thought he would meet the person he wanted to see the most in the restaurant. Richard couldn’t move an inch.
In an instant, his eyes betrayed a hint of tenderness; even his lips curled into a smile. He stared at the lady on stage just like that, whereas she lost herself in the music without realizing that there was an important figure among her audience.
Noticing that Angela’s piano piece seemed to be coming to a stop. Richard finally came to his senses. He quickly stepped behind a pillar that happened to conceal his figure. The diner at the table next to the pillar looked at him in bewilderment, but his gaze was directed. toward the piano.
Placing her hands on the piano, Angela was in a trance for a moment. Just then, a waiter came over with a glass of red wine. He said to her, “Miss, a customer has ordered a glass of red wine for you.”
