Katherine Collins, with a smile on her face, walked over and hugged him, "Adrian, you're here. Nora's playing the bamboo flute, do you need earplugs?"
Glancing down at the person in his arms, Adrian Ford pulled the towel off her head and helped her dry her hair.
At the same time, he turned his head and looked at Pedro Langley, who had previously praised Nora Scott to the skies, and incredulously asked, "Didn't you say she was a jack of all trades?"
"..."
Pedro Langley ignored him.
Katherine Collins snuggled joyfully in Adrian Ford's arms.
…
The tune ended.
Nora Scott put down the bamboo flute, raised her hand to touch her ear, ready to hear Julian Linfield's usual sarcasm.
Unexpectedly, Julian Linfield leisurely finished a pot of tea, remained silent for a moment, glanced over when he heard nothing, and then leaned forward.
He asked, "Play, why did you stop?"
Nora Scott, with a calm expression, said, "Waiting for your critique."
Julian Linfield glared, "Didn't you see?"
