591 Small Tip

Nangong Qingya's father, Nangong Bohai, was also very unhappy. How could an actress be chasing after the same man as his daughter? He wanted to destroy her pride and walked over with his daughter.

Xia Ling's eyelashes were slightly lowered as she concentrated on playing, and her fingers moved elegantly, creating a naturally harmonious rhythm from the piano. A girl who had a Phoenix fate naturally had a musical talent that was unmatched by ordinary people. Although she didn't receive much professional training, she could easily play a moving melody.

Several guests had already gathered around the piano to admire her piano playing.

That was why Xia Ling didn't notice the father and daughter walking towards her. She thought that they were just two random ordinary guests who came to listen to her piano playing. She didn't even lift her head when Nangong Bohai placed a tip on the crystal plate on top of the grand piano. At once, people around the piano gasped.