She smiled and nodded, still looking a little reserved in front of Sophie, even though Sophie's face exuded an irresistible affinity from beginning to end.
There was an indescribable sweetness and warmth in her heart, and an uncontrollable smile appeared from the corner of her mouth.
While Shi Jing was away, Sophie kept chatting with her, which slowly relaxed her originally tense nerves.
From the conversation, she learned that Sophie was of mixed race, the only daughter of Aunt Shijing and the famous German music godfather Richard Gott.
Richard Gott was the pianist she admired most. Ever since she came into contact with the piano, she had dreamed of one day learning piano from Richard Gott.
So when she heard Sophie say that her father was Richard Gott, she was so excited that she wanted to grab Sophie and take her to meet her father right away.
When talking about her idol, Qian Qianqian's original restraint in front of Sophie suddenly disappeared.
"Since you like my dad so much, I will take you to meet him next time he comes to the country."
"Okay, okay, thank you."
Qian Qianqian grabbed Sophie's hand excitedly, and she began to feel lucky that the car that smashed the mirror gave her a chance to meet the idol of her dreams.
A capitalist is a capitalist, even his royal relatives are of such high rank.
Just when she was so excited that she held Sophie's hand and burst into tears, Shi Jing's figure appeared at the door of the private room, with something in her hand.
"Hey, cousin, you're back."
She approached Shi Jing with an ambiguous smile, and glanced at the thing he was holding with deep eyes, the smile in her eyes still narrow.
"Now that you're back, my electric light bulb is ready to disappear automatically."
With a naughty smile on her lips, she quickly flashed out of the private room when she received Shi Jing's sharp, warning eyes.
Qian Qianqian, who had always been in the world of Richard Gott, had no time to pay attention to Sophie's words. Seeing Shi Jing come in, she rarely took the initiative to step forward and happily pulled Shi Jing's arm over to sit on the sofa.
Down,
"Shijing, Shijing, Sophie's father turned out to be Richard Gott. You know, I like him very much. I often dream about him in my dreams. Sophie said that next time her father comes to China, she will take me with her.
It’s great to see him.”
She was talking excitedly to herself, but she didn't notice the unhappy look on Shi Jing's face.
"Do you like Sophie's dad?"
Shi Jing's voice became a little darker without realizing it, with a bit of unknowing sourness.
"Yes, I have liked him since I was a child."
In the excitement, Qian Qianqian didn't hear the anger hidden in Shi Jing's tone. When Shi Jing asked, she nodded hurriedly, with a cheerful smile on her face.
"Do you dream about him?"
The bony fingers under the suit were slightly clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth and asked.
"Yes, I have dreamed about it several times."
She still answered honestly, but at the same time she finally noticed the strange look on Shi Jing's face, and felt confused in her heart.
Just as he was confused, he saw Shi Jing suddenly stand up from the sofa, his face not very pretty.