The melodious sound of the piano rang out. Su Jiu turned her head and saw a stage in the middle of the western restaurant. A black grand piano rested on it, and behind the piano sat a young man in a black tuxedo. Many people in the restaurant looked at him and admired the beautiful music.
Su Jiu looked at him for only a few seconds, but Rong Si's forehead became slightly creased.
She came back to her senses and covered his forehead with her hand, then looked at Rong Si. "What's wrong?"
Rong Si looked serious. "Don't look at other men."
Su Jiu suddenly laughed. "I watched him for only a few seconds, and you couldn't take it? Besides, I'm not looking at him. I'm just admiring the piano. He plays quite well."
"Huh?" Rong Si's eyes flashed with danger, and his upturned tone contained a warning.
Su Jiu tactfully corrected herself. "No, no. He's not good at playing at all. He's not even as good as me."