บท 187: Chapter 187: Let Go of My Hand _1

Jiang Ruan simply stood her ground, folding her arms over her chest, looking at the haughty-faced girl in front of her.

Her eyes were calm as she said, "luckily, I've practiced for a few days."

As for the piano, her interest in it was not really high at the moment.

She, as a person, simply lacks patience.

Previously, when she was intrigued, she dabbled with a few musical instruments, but she hasn't touched them since the fascination wore off.

There's really no need to tire herself out.

She plays them when she's keen, otherwise they just gather dust in a corner somewhere.

As for this Fu Jiajia.

Actually, she also understands that when Zhuang Ke gradually went astray, this woman had a part in it. Although Fu Jiajia didn't do anything substantial, she's one of the same kind.

She just feels that these people are both boring and childish.