Li Zhenting's heart inexplicably clenched, and the beautiful Moonlight played in his ears, casting a veil of doubt over his gaze.
Shen Ning could actually play that piece!
The Moonlight was a highly skilled composition, something that would be beyond the reach of someone with limited expertise or lacking natural talent.
In his impression, Shen Ning had always been an incredibly ordinary woman. He had never heard of her playing the piano. This revelation took him completely by surprise!
Strangely, he found that Shen Ning resembled a calm surface hiding deep, unseen whirlpools beneath. She seemed to carry many secrets within her.
This sparked an unexpected curiosity in him, a desire to unravel the mysteries she held.
"No, bitch, don't harm me," suddenly, Shen Ning tightly clutched her clothes over her chest, crying out in agony.
He blinked in confusion.