Su Qingnuan smiled gently, "Miss Jiang, what brings you here?"
"I saw you chatting here, so I came over to take a look."
"Ah..." Su Qingnuan pointed awkwardly at the elevator, "The old master wanted to have a word with Yihan, so they went to the study."
"Alright." Jiang Keli smiled and gestured toward the sofa, "Would Madam mind sitting down for a chat?"
"Of course."
The two sat facing each other, and Su Qingnuan observed the person across from her.
Her lips curled into a confident smile, and her graceful and commanding manner was indeed befitting of someone in a high position.
"Madam, have some tea," Jiang Keli said with a soft smile.
"Ah... alright."
Su Qingnuan accepted the tea, momentarily dazed.
She was clearly the hostess, yet why did she feel so uneasy?
Taking a deep breath, Su Qingnuan straightened herself and looked at Jiang Keli.
"I heard Madam has quite the talent for music. At a young age, you've already won many awards."
