her back, her long fingers falling onto the keys, playing effortlessly.Everyone was astonished because Ou Yan didn't look at the score, yet she played each note so naturally.Let me know if you have an...Chapter 251

As if annoyed by her noise, several punks simultaneously tightened their grip on the sticks in their hands and walked towards her.

"Stop, stop coming here..." The stall owner trembled and waved her hands frantically.

Afterchen only said one word, and seven or eight subordinates immediately obeyed and left."And with a mischievous glint in her eye, she asked, “You ran to my doorstep, kidnapped my servant, and even assaul...