After Qiao Yimo took his seat, the eyes of everyone present moved away from Dong Qianxue's body and then cast on her.

Jun Mo in the VIP area touched his nose and turned to look at Bo Hua, "Why didn't you tell me that Mo Xin is my sister-in-law?"

Bo Hua was a little guilty, his voice was not loud, "I thought you knew it a long time ago."

Know a fart! Jun Mo almost said it.

This Qiao Yimo rearranged his perception of women again and again.

He knows how to paint again, and he knows how to race cars. Now he is still the leader of the most powerful organization in Country M.

After enumerating them all in this way, he felt that Lord Tired was not worthy of Qiao Yimo.

Suddenly, a burst of crisp notes slowly flowed out and reached the ears.

Mo Jun and Bo Hua suddenly froze, lifted their eyes, staring at Qiao Yimo on the stage.

I saw that every finger of her flexibly jumped on the black and white keys.

The notes are sometimes cheerful and sometimes deep, touching and emotional.

And her eyes were lightly closed, and her fingers were so crisp and sharp every time they dropped.

There is nothing wrong with it, every note is so accurate!

Immediately, someone from the audience called out in shock, "Isn't this Liszt's "Noble Love"?"

"Hey, really! These are the top ten piano songs in the world!"

"But the difficulty is also ranked among the top ten in the world!"

"Fuck, she can be so proficient without reading music?"

"And there are no mistakes at all?"

"Fuck, how is this possible!"

Everyone looked incredible, and they never thought that Mo Xin's piano could be played so well!

Everyone was fascinated by it, but the tune was just over.

She slowly got up, walked to the man sitting on the main seat, and slowly said, "Is it still satisfied?"

Leng Juo raised his eyebrows and his voice was low and magnetic, "Satisfied."

As he said, he squeezed the girl's little hand.

Seeing this scene, Dong Qianxue clenched his fists, kept backing away, and kept shaking his head, still muttering in his mouth: "How is this possible...This is impossible."

Mo Xin, the vixen, actually knows how to play the piano?

And he played so smoothly that he didn't read the score at all?

It took her several months to complete a piano piece. Was it easy for the fox like Mo Xin?

Why?

Why is Mo Xin's piano talent better than her?

This damn is completely stealing her limelight!

She understood that Mo Xin, the vixen deliberately pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger, with the goal of crushing her unknowingly!

"Miss Dong, how is my performance?" Qiao Yimo deliberately sat on the man's lap, and then hugged his tired waist.

A touch of joy flashed under Leng Juo's eyes, and then she tightened her waist.

Dong Qianxue's face was pale, and she bit her lip fiercely.

Knowing that she tasted a strong bloody smell in her mouth, she slowly let go of her lips.

Yang Linglan looked anxiously in the audience, and wanted to step forward to stop Dong Qianxue, lest she continue to be embarrassed.

However, Dong Qianxue not only didn't come down, but she raised her head stubbornly and sneered, "Even if Ms. Mo Xin has a better piano than me, how can your family background be worthy of the No. 1 person in power in Asia?"

How can a poor woman with no background be worthy of a man from one of the three major families in S City?

The rich are talking about the right people, but Mo Xin, the sparrow is a sparrow after all, and it can't change into a phoenix!

Even if her piano is no better than the fox like Mo Xin, she is still the daughter of the Dong family anyway, and her family background of tens of millions is not so unwieldy! Dong Qianxue thought. JrNovels.com