Onstage

"Youran..."

Lu Qingzhuo held He Youran's hand worriedly.

He didn't care if He Youran knew how to play the violin or not. He liked her not because of these things.

"It's fine, don't worry."

He Youran let him hold her hand and asked gently, "Is there a violin here?"

She didn't think that attending a party would bring about such a circumstance, so she wasn't prepared at all.

"Yes."

There was a band playing before the party started, so it wasn't difficult to find a violin.

When he found out that Tang Yiqing was going to compete with He Youran, he asked Pang Zhong to borrow one, but... he was worried about He Youran.

He didn't care if he would be laughed at, but he was afraid that He Youran's face would be hurt and she would be sad.

"Mr. Lu, trust your wife a little more."

He Youran withdrew her hand from his palm and winked at him playfully.

"Of course I trust you." Lu Qingzhuo smiled.