Fourth Master Swan was interested in listening to George play today?
Well, it had been a long time since she had heard him play as well.
With that, she took her time going downstairs.
In a corner of the hall, there was a black grand piano.
As Jeanne walked over, she was slightly startled.
The one playing the piano was not George, or to be precise, it was not just George alone. Fourth Master Swan was playing too.
They played together with four hands.
At that moment, Jeanne instantly noticed that pair of slender fingers moving agilely.
The melody of the piano, beautiful and moving, rang out in the villa.
It was her first time knowing that Fourth Master Swan could play the piano.
Of course, many young masters in the upper class could play the piano.
Eden could also play the piano.
It was just that…
It was just that she did not know him too well, and because the public had such a fixed view of Fourth Master Swan, they thought he would not have any interests, hobbies, or so-called specialties.
She stood not far away and watched him.
In fact, she knew nothing about playing the piano.
When she was young, she did not learn any musical instruments because her mother doted on her. However, because of George and his talents, she eventually learned a thing or two about it when he was learning the piano. Hence, she could roughly tell that Fourth Master Swan’s piano standard should not be low.
After all, with George’s current standard, it would be hard for someone who was not a professional to keep up with the speed of George’s fingers.
She just stood there, looking at the two of them — one big and one small, but there was no conflict between them.
Her eyes moved slightly.
Although she was just a few steps away from the piano, she turned around and left.
Edward looked up at Jeanne’s back and watched as she turned around coldly.
One wrong note.
George frowned.
Two wrong notes.
George’s small eyebrows furrowed even more.
More wrong notes, again and again… and it kept on going.
George turned to look at Fourth Master Swan.
Fourth Master Swan looked back.
His fingers stopped, and the sound of the piano faded.
George also stopped and was, in fact, a little unhappy.
Playing the piano was the only thing he could accept doing with Fourth Master Swan. He was a little unwilling at first because he admitted that he, a genius child, occasionally has his pride. He just felt that if they were to play with two pairs of hands, normal people would not be able to keep up with his rhythm. However, because he was living under someone else’s roof, he had to compromise. He did not have any hope for Fourth Master Swan at all.
In the end, he was shocked.
He even thought that the speed of Fourth Master Swan’s fingers was faster than his.
After all, the latter’s hands were big, and his fingers were very long. The scale that Fourth Master Swan could cross was much bigger than his.