Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Shen Fanxing could naturally tell that Old Master Pei was getting restless. After contemplating for a moment, she raised her hand to tie her hair into a ponytail.

Compared to the intellectual elegance she exuded earlier on, her ponytail made her look more intelligent and sharper.

She wasn’t considered tall amongst women. But she was slender, and her features were exquisite and delicate. She wore light makeup and her hair was tied up neatly. She remained stoic.

Her unique strong aura couldn’t be ignored. With just a change of hairdo, her entire aura was elevated instantly. She looked aloof and cool like the morning frost.

Old Master Pei had just watched the opera performance of Mu Guiying, the female warrior. He had witnessed how capable Mu Guiying was as a heroine. Shen Fanxing’s valiance and poise made his eyes light up.

Everyone’s eyes lit up with surprise. She was just another ordinary guest amongst the sea of ladies just now, but now she had become so attractive.

Such a huge contrast was overwhelming.

On the other hand, she seemed entirely comfortable. She remained stoic and composed.

Bo Jinchuan gazed at her with his eyes gleaming with surprise, admiration and curiosity.

Her beauty and poise had always caught him off guard. But the more she acted like this, the more he felt that she possessed too many extraordinary secrets.

Shen Fanxing walked slowly to the piano. The bright white lights shining from the chandeliers shone on her fair delicate face. Her pure white sleek jacket and pants made her look as if she was covered by a layer of white light. She dazzled and captivated everyone.

She extended her fair and slender fingers and gently caressed the piano. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Everyone stared at her intently, and they felt as though their breathing would break the atmosphere.

Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized the woman who had become the center of attention on stage. She had an aura that no one could imitate.

An unrivaled woman.

Yet, she was his.

His lips twitched and his dark orbs turned darker. His eyes were like alluring pools that could suck everything in and nothing could escape.

Shen Fanxing bent and sat on the stool. She placed her hands on the piano keys and suddenly, she pressed the keys together. A heavy sound was heard before she lifted her hand and slid it from the left to the right. A string of notes sounded before it quietened down.

Her series of actions was simple and sharp, and everyone’s anticipation soared.

No one had any idea what kind of tune this woman would play.

A melodious tune like Shen Qianrou?

Not really.

Would she perform a lively tune?

It didn’t seem appropriate either.

What kind of song would she choose?

She had finished checking the piano.

Shen Fanxing smiled before turning her head to look at Old Master Pei. Her ponytail swayed elegantly in the air.

She nodded slightly at Old Master Pei, the confidence in her eyes stunning him. Even though he didn’t know how to appreciate the piano, he started to feel nervous.

After Shen Fanxing turned around, the smile on her face disappeared and she looked grim.

Amidst the silence, Shen Fanxing raised her hand and played a few random notes. The interval between each note was long, but the length was different.

Everyone couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.