Lu Jihan's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes full of deep affection: "I knew you were focused on practicing the piano, so I didn't want to disturb you."
Song Yinyin pursed her lips apologetically, "Don't wait in the future, just call me. I can practice the piano at home."
"Okay." Lu Jihan nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to Xiao Xiao, who was staring at him in a daze.
"Who is she...?" he asked politely, slightly furrowing his brow.
"Oh, hello! Mr. Lu, I'm Xiao Xiao, an employee at the Grand Theater. You're my idol, my male god, Mr. Lu, I..."
Xiao Xiao seemed to turn into an infatuated fan, unabashedly expressing her admiration for Lu Jihan.
However, Lu Jihan only nodded slightly and said, "Hello."
Then, he deftly avoided her outstretched hand, walked directly to Song Yinyin, and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Let's go."
With that, Lu Jihan took Song Yinyin's hand and headed towards the car.
