Song Yifan lowered his eyes slightly, and processed the fresh ingredients slowly, saying calmly: "You must have seen it wrong. Ah Xuan died a long time ago. No matter how similar she looks, it can't be her."
Sheng Ximing also fell silent for a while before continuing, "It really looks like... At first glance, I thought I saw Ah Xuan. If she had a child back then, I guess..."
Song Yifan's hands trembled slightly, and his eyes, which were always steady and gentle, showed a slight fluctuation. "Where is she?"
Sheng Ximing pointed to a corner near the window, which was completely blocked by the tall sofa from their perspective.
Song Yifan put down his chopsticks, stood up and looked over.
But before I could see him, there was a person in front of me.
It was the owner of the hot pot restaurant. He smiled politely and said, "Mr. Song, what do you think?"
Song Yifan frowned, looked over again, and saw that soft and beautiful little face.
"Okay, but I want to add a condition."
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Su Qianci felt a little nervous when she saw Li Sicheng coming back.
She scalded the food silently, pretending she didn't know he was back.
Li Sicheng did not speak either, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.
“Buzz—”
The sound of the microphone being activated came from all directions, somewhat sharp and piercing.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I am glad to see you all here..."
It was a formal and polite speech, and many people just listened to it and then lowered their heads to continue eating.
"Mr. Song Yifan also came to our store today. Do you want to listen to him play the piano?"
Song Yifan!
Hearing this name, many people raised their heads and immediately responded: "Yes!"
"Is it really Song Yifan?"
"No way, isn't it just a gimmick of the hot pot restaurant?"
…
Su Qianci looked in the direction of the sound and from her perspective she could see a piano parked in the center of the hall.
There was a man standing in front of the piano, and the words just now came from his mouth.
"Let Mr. Song see how enthusiastic you are, okay? Let's shout together, Song Yifan, Song Yifan, Song Yifan..."
Everyone in the restaurant started cheering.
Everyone's eyes were looking around the hall, trying to catch a glimpse of Song Yifan.
Su Qianci was no exception. After a while, she saw a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties standing up in a corner. He had an upright posture, was thin but healthy.
He walked slowly to the piano, wearing casual clothes. He looked gentle and casual, but his elegant aristocratic air was still strong.
As soon as Su Qianci saw his face clearly, she immediately held her breath and her heartbeat accelerated with excitement.
This this this… this person, Song Yifan?
One of the internationally renowned pianists and the only Chinese member of the International Piano Association, Song Yifan
No way, she actually met Song Yifan in a place like this
Oh my God, she must be dreaming!
The idol that I admire most in my past and present life, and the only person I admire, can actually be seen here!
Amazing!
He widened his eyes in disbelief, trying to see more closely, but when he glanced inadvertently, he saw a familiar figure also standing up.
Uncle Sheng
Uncle Sheng and Song Yifan are coming to eat hotpot together
Yes, Uncle Sheng and Song Yifan seem to be very good friends.
It is said that they had a falling out over a woman when they were young.
(End of this chapter)