Song Yifan's eyes lowered slightly, he slowly processed the fresh ingredients, and said calmly: "You are mistaken, Ah Xuan has died a long time ago, no matter how similar she looks, it will not be her." ”

Sheng Ximing was also silent, and after a while, he continued: "It's really like ...... At first glance, I thought I had seen Ah Xuan, if she had a child back then, it would be ......"

Song Yifan's hand shook slightly, and his eyes, which had always been steady and gentle, fluctuated a little, "Where is she?" ”

Sheng Ximing pointed to the place by the window, where a corner, from their point of view, was all obscured by the tall sofa.

Song Yifan put down his chopsticks, stood up, and looked over.

But before I saw it, there was one more person in front of me.

It was the owner of the hot pot restaurant, and he smiled politely: "Mr. Song, how are you thinking about it?" ”

Song Yifan condensed his eyebrows, looked over again, and saw that soft and beautiful little face.

"Okay, but I'll add one condition."

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Su Qianci saw Li Sicheng walking back, and she was a little apprehensive.

Silently scalding the ingredients, pretending not to know that he was back.

Li Sicheng didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little stalemate for a while.

"Hum—"

The sound of the microphone activating, sounding from all directions, was somewhat sharp and harsh.

"Good afternoon, everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you here......"

Many people just listened to the scene and lowered their heads to eat again.

"Today, Mr. Song Yifan also came to our store, do you want to hear him play the piano!"

Song Yifan!

Hearing this name, many people raised their heads and immediately responded: "Yes!" ”

"Is it really Song Yifan?"

"No, it can't be just a gimmick of a hot pot restaurant, right?"

……

Su Qianci followed the sound, and from her vantage point, she could see a piano parked in the center of the hall.

In front of the piano, there was a man standing, and the words just now came out of his mouth.

"Let Mr. Song see how good your enthusiasm is, let us shout together, Song Yifan, Song Yifan, Song Yifan......"

The whole restaurant began to chant.

Everyone's eyes were glancing around the hall, wanting to catch Song Yifan's figure.

Su Qianci was no exception, and after a while, he saw a man who looked to be thirty or forty years old standing up in a corner, with a tall posture, thin but healthy.

I saw him walking to the piano, wearing casual clothes, looking soft and casual, but the elegant aristocratic atmosphere was still deep.

As soon as Su Qianci saw his face clearly, he immediately held his breath, his heartbeat accelerated, and he accelerated excitedly.

This, this, this...... This person, Song Yifan??

One of the international piano masters and the only Chinese person in the International Piano Association, Song Yifan?

No, she actually met Song Yifan in such a place?

Oh my God, she wouldn't be dreaming!

The idol most admired in the past and present life, and the only object of worship, can be seen here!

It's amazing!

His eyes widened in disbelief, trying to look more closely, but when he glanced at it inadvertently, he saw a familiar figure also stand up.

Uncle Sheng?

Uncle Sheng and Song Yifan came to eat hot pot together?

Yes, Uncle Sheng and Song Yifan seem to be very good friends.

It is said that when they were younger, they had a falling out over a woman.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)