22: Chapter 22 Little Prince of the Piano 22: Chapter 22 Little Prince of the Piano “Do you know why so many people gathered together before we left yesterday?

It was because a handsome guy was playing the piano there.

This guy is now blowing up online, and I’m definitely going to find him.

He’s about to become my new husband!”

“What handsome piano player?

Are you staying up late again?

What exactly are you trying to say?

If you don’t speak clearly, I’m hanging up.” Tang Qiulu looked helpless.

“Wait a moment, I’ll send it to you right now.” Tang Qiulu shouted, stopping Tang Qiulu from hanging up the call.

Soon, Tang Qiulu received the video.

She opened it and saw a familiar back view.

The person playing the piano was indeed excellent, but Tang Qiulu felt nothing.

“Just a hype.

Since when did you become so irrational?” Tang Qiulu said.

“No, no, I must find this person and marry him.

He is my prince, and only someone like him can match someone as good-looking as me.” Lin Qingmeng seemed crazy, having watched the video countless times.

“Okay, okay, go to sleep.

Maybe there will be another video later on.

Someone like that will be found sooner or later.” Tang Qiulu was unwilling to pay attention to her enchanted friend anymore.

“Qiulu, what if he already has a girlfriend or is married?

What should I do then?

I’d lose all hope for life…”

Before Lin Qingmeng finished speaking, Tang Qiulu mercilessly hung up.

Su Changfeng quietly listened to their conversation, not expecting a casual piano session to cause such a reaction.

Morning.

The two still woke up at 6 AM, went for a morning jog, and had breakfast.

Then, Su Changfeng drove Tang Qiulu to work.

As the project leader, Tang Qiulu’s workload had increased significantly.

When Su Changfeng rode away on his electric scooter, Tang Qiulu couldn’t help but glance back.

That silhouette…

Tang Qiulu shook her head.

It was normal to feel familiar after 3 years.

During lunch break, Lin Qingmeng called Tang Qiulu again.

She was completely infatuated with the handsome piano player from yesterday.

“Qiulu, my heart no longer belongs to me.

Can you help me?” Lin Qingmeng said.

Tang Qiulu said with some frustration, “Are you crazy?

It’s just an internet celebrity.

Is it necessary for you to be so obsessed?”

“Are you busy now?

I want to come to your company to see you.

Boo-hoo, I need your help.”

Checking the time, Tang Qiulu saw she still had two hours, plenty of time.

She really feared her only best friend might go crazy: “Come over.”

Soon after, Lin Qingmeng arrived at Tang Qiulu’s office.

Her phone was still playing that video.

She hadn’t slept all night, looking a decade older with dark circles under her eyes like a panda.

“Darling, I’m completely lost now.” Lin Qingmeng collapsed on the reception area sofa.

Tang Qiulu picked up the phone, intending to turn off the video.

Lin Qingmeng sat up and said, “Don’t turn it off.

If I can’t hear the music, I feel very empty inside.”

Seeing the silhouette again, Tang Qiulu suddenly thought of Su Changfeng’s figure!

It’s very similar, almost identical!

“What are you doing?

He’s my celebrity crush, and you’re already married.

Are you trying to compete with me?” Lin Qingmeng said warily.

Tang Qiulu furrowed her brows and said somewhat hesitantly, “Don’t you find the silhouette familiar?”

“Of course it’s familiar.

I’ve been watching it all night.

It would be strange if it weren’t familiar!” Lin Qingmeng replied.

“Not really.” Tang Qiulu shook her head and said, “Look at the clothes this person is wearing.”

Lin Qingmeng stared at the phone for a while.

The clothes were quite stylish, nothing out of the ordinary.

“What’s wrong with the clothes?” Lin Qingmeng asked.

“Yesterday, Chang Feng wore the same clothes, identical.” Tang Qiulu was slightly amazed.

She hadn’t looked seriously before, so she hadn’t noticed.

Not only was the silhouette the same, but the clothes too.

Could it really be Su Changfeng?

“Su Changfeng?” Lin Qingmeng looked again.

It indeed was, but she wasn’t familiar with Su Changfeng’s silhouette, plus she decided the person in the video belonged to her.

If it were Su Changfeng, her dream would be shattered!

“Impossible.

It’s pure coincidence that they wore the same clothes.” Lin Qingmeng hesitated for a moment and continued, “Does Su Changfeng play the piano?

Have you seen him play before?”

“I haven’t seen him.” Tang Qiulu shook her head.

“Then it must be fine.

He plays very well.

Without regular practice, how could someone play so well?

It can’t possibly be Su Changfeng.”

“That’s true.” Tang Qiulu nodded, because playing the piano requires consistent practice.

In the 3 years, she’d never seen Su Changfeng play.

Even if he learned before, he would have forgotten by now.

While the friends were chatting enthusiastically, someone titled “Piano Prince” had spurred a web-wide search for the identity of this “Prince,” turning the internet ablaze.

At this moment, Su Changfeng rode his electric scooter to a 4S dealership.

Lately, he’d been picking up and dropping off Tang Qiulu every day.

Continuing with the scooter through wind and sun wasn’t an issue for him, but he didn’t want to inconvenience the beautiful Tang Qiulu.

“What kind of new trend is this?

Visiting a dealership on an electric scooter?”

“Has this guy come to the wrong place?

We don’t sell Audis here.”

“Someone have interest in welcoming him; I have a customer coming soon.”

When Su Changfeng got off, the staff in the dealership were hiding in a corner, chuckling.

Since no one approached, Su Changfeng looked around himself, intending to buy an A6.

Besides picking up and dropping off Tang Qiulu, it could also be used for business.

She was now a project’s leader, and their old Toyota should be replaced.

Su Changfeng could buy a more luxurious car.

But being too flashy would be hard to explain to Tang Qiulu.

Just yesterday, he bought the entire dealership; luckily, she didn’t ask much.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to explain.

Su Changfeng stood before a new A6.

At that moment, a salesperson quickly approached.

“We have A3 models.

If you’re interested, I can tell you about them.”