C1911 1911

As Li Jiaran expected, Jiang Yining, who had been calm and indifferent all this time, finally spoke up. "What is it?" Li Jiaran smiled at Jiang Yining. "What should I say? Actually, it's not a strange scene. After the funeral, I met Ma Xiaocui for the first time. She was playing the piano. Hmm, she played pretty well." Hearing this, Hsu Yin waited a few more seconds