Wang Lu heard Douya's voice and followed Douya's gaze. There was a woman sitting at the piano table.
That corner was indeed inconspicuous, after all, although she was here to play the piano, she was just a hired worker, her status not comparable to the guests present.
At this moment, Yan Yinuo had already taken off her mask and replaced it with a white veil.
But this white veil added a touch of mystery, making it hard for people not to take another look.
"Does the young master know this lady?" Wang Lu asked curiously.
Douya tilted his head, thought for a moment, then shook his head, glancing at his dad opposite with a look of grievance, "Don't know her."
If it weren't for dad, maybe I would know her?
Yan Yinuo had been learning piano since she was a child, and this was the instrument she was most skilled at and loved, naturally, her level was not low.
