"Sure," Li Rao replied with a smile, agreeing to the request.
It was just a performance of a piece, and a good way to maintain the persona she had built for herself, after all.
...
When Wei Shiran arrived, he saw Li Rao sitting at the piano, her long hair smoothly falling behind her head. Under the lighting, her profile was stunning.
Her lovely fingers danced across the black and white piano keys, and a melodious tune flowed from her fingertips.
It was as if one were listening to a live performance, so immersive that one could sink deeper and deeper into it.
The number one socialite, truly deserving of her title.
Her demeanor was indeed incomparable.
Taking a glass of wine from a waiter's tray, Wei Shiran had no intention of looking for Li Rao, but a glance in her direction made him involuntarily stop in his tracks.