In fact, Feifei is also good at playing the piano. She has been practicing piano since she was a child, but because her mother was ill, she missed it for more than half a year. Now it is not difficult to pick up the piano.
After playing a song, before Shu Tinglan started to praise, Lin Zhiqian clapped his hands exaggeratedly beside him: "It was played so well, it's like a master's level."
Feifei's face was unnatural, a little happy and a little embarrassed: "It's so fake."
He put down the music score and left.
"Hey, kid, why can't I praise you?"
Feifei left long ago.
Shu Tinglan smiled: "It's really fake and has no sincerity at all."
"No, I really think Feifei plays very well." Lin Zhiqian can't play, and to her ears, they all sound the same, with no difference.
There were car lights shining in the yard. It was Fu Shenyi who had returned from get off work. They stood by the window on the second floor and could just see Fu Shenyi getting off the car.
"Hey, is that Zhuo Yuan's car?" Lin Zhiqian saw another car coming behind Fu Shenyi's car.
Shu Tinglan also saw it and remembered that after get off work, Zhuo Yu'an said he would pick her up at the law firm, but she said no, she and Lin Zhiqian had made an appointment to have dinner together.
Zhuo Yuan's car was parked in the yard of Lin Zhiqian's house, with the car lights on, and he was standing by the car door with no intention of going in.
"What does he mean? Not coming in?" Lin Zhiqian asked.
"Maybe he's afraid that you won't let him in." Shu Tinglan replied.
"Ha, he is quite self-aware."
At this time, Shu Tinglan's cell phone rang. The call he made seemed to know where she was standing. After the call was answered, he was in the yard and looked directly towards the second floor.
"Tinglan, have you finished eating?"
"Um."
"I haven't eaten yet. I had a meeting today and I'm a little hungry now." His tone was very low, as if he really hadn't eaten and was weak.
Lin Zhiqian on the side could also hear his voice and mocked coldly: "Pretend."
Shu Tinglan said: "Then why don't you and Fu Shenyi finish eating outside and then come over?"
"He said his house has access control and he has to go home to eat and can't accompany me."
Hearing how pitiful his tone was, Shu Tinglan forgot about the unpleasantness of going to work in the morning.
Lin Zhiqian couldn't listen anymore and grabbed Tinglan's cell phone: "Mr. Zhuo, stop pretending. Come in and eat when you are hungry. If you have a bite from Fu Shenyi, you will have a bite from you."
After saying that, he hung up.
Seeing the yard, Zhuo Yu'an also turned off the car lights and walked towards home.
"You can't spoil a man." Lin Zhiqian handed Shu Tinglan his cell phone.
In the restaurant on the first floor, Zhuo Yuan and Fu Shenyi sat on each side of the dining table.