Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 94: You Like It Too, Don’t You?

Uncle Rong smiled and said, "Take a look, this piano has a beautiful hue, doesn’t it? The young master spent quite a bit to acquire it, back then famous pianist..."

"Uncle Rong!" A low rebuke interrupted Uncle Rong.

Lu Jihan walked over, lowered his eyes, and looked at Song Yinyin: "Would you like to try the sound?"

Song Yinyin returned to her senses and stepped forward to the piano.

Outside the window, the morning light streamed in obliquely through the sheer curtains, reflecting dazzling brilliance on the smooth piano lid, as if giving life to the piano, compelling Song Yinyin to extend her hands...

A series of crisp, clean notes fell, and the piano sound was as gentle as winter sunlight, warmly and calmly emerging, bright and soothing.

Upon hearing it, Song Yinyin’s eyes brightened.

Even Song Dabai couldn’t help exclaiming in amazement, "Wow! The sound is so beautiful!"

It was as if a screw cap had been unscrewed, and a strong desire boiled in her chest, driving Song Yinyin to continue playing...

The smooth melody flowed slowly from her fingertips, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, yet each note distinct and penetrating.

When majestic and lofty, the piano sound roared like a raging ocean, stirring the soul and shaking the heart...

When gentle and lingering, the piano sound was deep as the night, silent yet resonant, with an innate, boundless power spreading to the sky...

Unaware of when, Lu Jihan walked up beside her and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Hmm, it’s great!" she blurted out.

"Do you like it?"

"I do."

She nodded again.

Suddenly, sensing something, she looked up at him, "Are you really planning to give this to me and Dabai?"

He smiled warmly and said, "Dabai is my son, and being reunited with my son naturally calls for a grand gift. And you, you’re going to be the next young pianist signed by Mainland Group, so you definitely need a practice piano by your side."

Song Yinyin felt a bit awkward, furrowing her brows slightly, "But... this piano is too expensive..."

"Giving it to my son, Lu Jihan, of course, means giving the best."

She knitted her brows, "You’ll spoil him this way."

"He has talent in this area, of course it should be nurtured. Besides, you clearly like it too, don’t you?" He raised an eyebrow lightly.

Song Yinyin: "..."

Uncle Rong also walked over with a gentle smile and said, "Miss Song, see, I said our young master would make a good father."

The little guy, hearing this, tilted his head up, his little face blooming with a smile, "Thank you, Daddy! Mommy, get up quickly, I want to play a song too!"

Song Dabai couldn’t wait any longer to play a tune.

Song Yinyin, laughing and crying, had no choice but to get up and make room, as Song Dabai sat down and played his specialty, the "Turkish March."

Watching his little hands move swiftly like weaving shuttles over the keys, Lu Jihan was taken aback.

He lost himself in the sound of the piano...

Click—

The crisp sound of a photo being taken brought him back to his senses.

Turning his head, he saw Uncle Rong capturing the scene of Song Dabai playing the piano on his phone, exclaiming:

"Looking closely, little young master Dabai and young master Jinyan both inherited madam’s artistic talents from back then. This must be genetic. No wonder outsiders think little young master Dabai is young master Jinyan’s son."

Lu Jihan’s expression showed some displeasure upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Uncle Rong smiled again and changed his tone: "Of course, in terms of looks and demeanor, young master Jihan and little young master Dabai are the most alike! Oh, by the way, the young master has also completed the admission procedures for little young master Dabai at the best art school in the Imperial City."