The comments below were dirty.
Qiao Chen savored the pointed comments and was in a good mood. The corners of her lips curled up in mockery.
Xu Xu sent her a new message.
[Chen Chen, I heard that you're going to an overseas music academy to study. Congratulations! I really envy you. I wish you all the best in becoming the best pianist in the future!]
Qiao Chen's gaze landed on the word "pianist" and she snorted.
A pianist?
Haha, she wanted to become someone better in the future!
Being a pianist was not her dream!
The piano was just a tool for her to climb the ranks.
She turned off her cell phone and was about to put it back in her bag.
Suddenly, the car shook. Caught off guard, Qiao Chen was thrown forward and almost hit the seat in front.
She did not hit her forehead, but her arm was hit hard by Wei Ling beside her. It was so painful that her face turned pale on the spot and she gasped.
