Unfortunately, He Siyu still hasn't realized her own transformation; she's still immersed in the love triangle between herself, Lian Cheng, and He Sitian.
"Ah, I wonder how Sitian's hand is doing?"
"Even our parents, despite the doctor saying Sitian might never play the piano again!"
"And the result? Before she's fully recovered, Sitian impulsively ran off to participate in the music festival!"
"Our parents didn't stop her, they even went with her. Do they really want to ruin Sitian, making a fool of her in front of a crowd and the media?"
"Although I can't bear to let go of Lian Cheng, truthfully, Sitian marrying Lian Cheng is really the best choice."
"With a marriage, her own little family, Sitian wouldn't have to dwell on the piano anymore, feeling sad and worn out..."
Lying on the spacious seat, He Siyu rested her head on Meng Hao's shoulder, murmuring softly.
Meng Hao only loved He Siyu, he didn't care much for things related to He Sitian.
