The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 1685

"Oh, won't you grown-ups control her? Are you really going to let her play? The piano's worth a million dollars. It’ll cost a lot of money to repair the piano if she messes around and breaks it."

Sure enough, Yi Qianjin was stopped by the staff when she sat on the piano bench.

"Why can he play and not me?" Yi Qianjin asked in confusion.

"He's different," they said.

"What's the difference?" asked Yi Qianjin.

Just then, another staff member walked up to that staff member and whispered a few words in their ear. The expression of the staff member who stopped Yi Qianjin changed immediately. Then, they respectfully and quickly got out of the way. "I'm sorry, Miss... You can play the piano."

Although she found it strange, Yi Qianjin sat on the piano bench without giving it much thought.

Somewhat puzzled, Ling Yiran turned to look at Yi Jinli. "What happened? Did they recognize you?"

Yi Jinli smiled lightly. "Maybe."

Seeing that Yi Qianjin was about to play the piano, the people around them thought they would be watching a joke unfold.

Ling Yiran, Yi Jinli, and Yi Qianmo were not worried that Yi Qianjin would make a fool of herself. After all, they all knew about the little one's ability. They often listened to her play the piano at home.

However, Su Wenting and Su Wanna had no idea about it. They were waiting for Yi Qianjin to make a fool of herself.

When Yi Qianjin's little hands flew across the piano keys, beautiful music played. Su Wenting's expression changed while Su Wanna widened her eyes in disbelief.

However, he did not care.

Playing the piano or any other instrument was just a way for him to pass the time anyway. He did not find it interesting.

However, as he listened to the little girl playing the piece, he suddenly had a thought. 'Is playing the piano that fun? Why can she play it... so happily?'

When the tune ended, the surrounding onlookers were silent. They seemed to be absorbed in the music and also shocked by Yi Qianjin’s playing skills.

Yi Qianjin jumped down from the bench and rushed over to the little boy. "You could have played like this, but why didn't you? Big Beard said you can just get a robot to play the piano if you're going to play without any feelings."

The little boy pressed his lips together without speaking, but his beautiful eyes kept staring at Yi Qianjin.