Chapter 64
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Just as Ye Zhen thought, a child like Lu Beichuan, who grew up in a family like his, had a wide range of interests and hobbies. He dabbled in piano, calligraphy, painting, Go, sailing, and so on. But just as he said, he only knew a little and wasn't proficient in it. In front of a true professional master, it could be said that he was displaying his slight skill in front of an expert.
The first note rang out. The long and drawn-out sound of the piano lingered in the lobby. Ye Zhen's gaze was fixed on Lu Beichuan.
She had seen Lu Beichuan's maverick side, and she had also seen his victorious side. But she had never seen such a gentlemanly and refined side of him.
Sitting in front of the piano and concentrating on playing a serene "Serenade," his talent was exposed and he couldn't be more charming.
But such a man turned out to be her husband. Ye Zhen thought absent-mindedly.
The CEO of the Lu Clan, with hundreds of billions of assets, an impeccable face, talent that could be unlocked at any time, and enough patience and respect.
This was a man that so many people dreamed of, but she got him so easily.
Even if there was no love between her and Lu Beichuan, there was only the binding of a contract.
She looked at Lu Beichuan with a smile, her gaze fixed on him.
The entire lobby was dimly lit. Only a beam of light fell on the piano and Lu Beichuan's body. His entire body was shrouded in halo after halo, as if he was plated with a layer of gold leaf.
The music continued. The piano keys danced between Lu Beichuan's slender fingers. One after another, beautiful notes resounded through the lobby. Different from Ye Qing's flighty and flustered performance, Lu Beichuan's performance was calm and steady. It was very professional. That calmness and concentration made people unable to help but hold their breaths. Everyone tacitly quieted down and listened quietly.
Lu Beichuan sat on the piano stool. Through the crowd, he directly locked onto Ye Zhen. His gaze was gentle and firm.
Just like the melodious tune he played between his fingers.
Countless people in the audience listened quietly. They listened to the melodious first tune and heard the second half of Ye Qing's "Irretrievable" unhurriedly played from Lu Beichuan's fingertips.
His calm demeanor made Ye Zhen fall in love with him.
Ye Zhen's performance was about ten minutes long, but it felt like only three minutes had passed quickly. When there was a warm applause from all around, she vaguely felt like she hadn't had enough.
Lu Beichuan stopped what he was doing and looked around before he got off the stage. He walked in front of Ye Zhen and looked at her clear eyes that were looking up at him.
That pair of eyes seemed to contain the sea of stars and everything in the world, but only he could see and accommodate him. Just like in his own eyes, he could only accommodate Ye Zhen.
Lu Beichuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, but he didn't dare to act on his own accord. He wasn't an indecisive person, but when it came to Ye Zhen, he had to break his own limits again and again.
"Ye Zhen." This was really a good atmosphere. Deep in love, the light was gentle, and it moved people. "I..."
"Mr. Lu is really young and promising." Before Lu Beichuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mrs. Zhou, who was holding his arm. "You actually have a deep understanding of the piano."
Lu Beichuan's eyes moved slightly. He stiffly shifted his gaze away from Ye Zhen's face and looked at Mrs. Zhou with an unnatural expression. He was worried about something and was inevitably in a bad mood. "I don't dare to say I'm proficient. I only learned a little when I was young. Later on, when I studied abroad, I was taught by a friend."
Ye Zhen also subconsciously shifted her gaze away. Her face was slightly red, extending to the tips of her ears.
Mrs. Zhou only thought that Lu Beichuan was being modest.
She had seen too many people fight to be the first to show off in front of her. They would exaggerate and speak with certainty, but in fact, they only knew a little. The music industry unanimously rated the difficulty of Charlie's "Serenade" as difficult as it was. If he didn't work hard on the piano, how could he play the "Serenade" so beautifully?
Mrs. Zhou looked at Lu Beichuan with admiration. There were very few young people like him who were young, promising, and honest and modest.
Someone whispered a few words in Mrs. Zhou's ear. After hearing it, Mrs. Zhou's eyes lit up. She said to the person, "Quickly invite him in!"
That person left immediately after hearing that.
Mrs. Zhou smiled at Lu Beichuan. "You really should have performed later. Otherwise, Master Charlie would have been able to hear the song you played with his own ears. He would definitely be happy to have an admirer like you."
Ye Zhen was puzzled. "Master Charlie is here?"
Mrs. Zhou looked towards the door and smiled. "He's here."
With that said, she walked towards the door.
The young musician, Charlie, who was popular in the music industry, wore a fitted suit and was led into the hall by the waiter.
He looked like a very young foreigner. He was tall and eye-catching. His skin was surprisingly fair, and his facial features were exquisite. Under his long curly eyebrows were a pair of blue gemstones in white mercury. The outline of his eyes was deep and affectionate. His naturally curly yellow hair made him look like a blonde handsome young man in his early twenties.
"Hello, Mr. Charlie. Thank you very much for coming to my birthday party." Mrs. Zhou smiled and greeted Charlie in English.
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