Su Ruanruan stood quietly outside, listening for a while.
A passing servant said, "It's the new pianist, preparing for next week's ball."
The servant added with a smile, "Actually, young master Ziqi himself is a pianist, but he will be hosting the ball that day."
Su Ruanruan had no interest in Bao Ziqi's matters and simply nodded to acknowledge.
She entered the hall just as the pianist was packing up to leave; seeing Su Ruanruan, he mistook her for a young lady from the Bao Family and greeted, "Miss Bao."
Su Ruanruan smiled gently, "My surname is Su."
So, she was not a miss from the Bao Family...
The pianist's attitude instantly turned cold, and with a nod, he left.
The warmth and chill of human sentiment did not matter much to Su Ruanruan; her gaze returned to the piano in front of the French windows. She walked over, her slender white fingers lightly caressing the keys.
