A few minutes later, Li Zhaojun heard the sound of the door opening and immediately shifted her gaze from the roses that filled the entire living room.
As the door opened, Ye Fan emerged dressed in semi-vintage clothing with a wandering prisoner's mask on his head.
Li Zhaojun, taken aback, widened her beautiful eyes and instinctively exclaimed, "Prisoner Number Two!"
The songs sung by Ye Fan in the guise of Prisoner Number Two were familiar to her; she used to listen to them often. It wasn't until she started practicing with Qing Lian that her temperament grew colder and she stopped listening.
Ye Fan, masquerading as Prisoner Number Two, deliberately put on airs and didn't speak to Li Zhaojun. Under her surprised gaze, he walked directly to the upper left corner of the living room, grasped the corner of a white silk cloth, and revealed a brand-new piano.
"Ah!" Li Zhaojun couldn't help but exclaim; she hadn't expected a piano to suddenly appear in the living room.
