Aurelia Shaw grabbed Caspian Parker's hand that was placed on her forehead, looked at him solemnly, and urged, "Brother, in the future, you must protect your hands well, make sure nothing happens to them."
"I don't need your reminder, I'll protect them well. Besides, there's someone more worried than you about these hands."
These hands, which have created miracles in the piano world, are being watched by many.
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Mason Nightshade's car stopped downstairs at the hotel.
At this moment, Mason Nightshade stood at the hotel front desk, exuding a cold aura, his face as cold as frost, his dark pupils heavy with a gloomy light.
The receptionist nervously helped him check the records.
Thinking: Why would the boss suddenly come to the hotel in the middle of the night? His expression is terrifying.
Under the pressure of his intense gaze, the female receptionist pressed the wrong letters several times, taking a long time to finally find the information he wanted.
