Sweet Wife, be Good!

Su Mi's expression is slightly cold: "How did Master Chu and his wife educate us servants? This is the family affair of the Chu family. Do I remember this lady whose surname is Chu? Why, do you also have to take care of the Chu family's family affairs?"

Wang Yuan suddenly ended, how could she manage? Where does the bottom trachea come from?

Su Mi said flatly, "No matter what, this is the place of the Chu family. It is his freedom to do what the young master wants to do. Perhaps, your parents have already taught you this kind of thing, don't I need to repeat it? "

This was a bit heavy, but at this moment, Su Mi stood in front of Xiao Chen with a solemn expression, representing the entire Chu family. Even if other people were dissatisfied, they did not dare to refute too much.

Xiaochen took Rasumi's hand and said, "Mimi, I want to hear you play the piano."

When other people heard Xiao Chen say this, they couldn't help laughing in their hearts: "What piano music does a maid play? Isn't it just to coax the child?"

But Su Mi responded softly: "Okay, you come by my side."

I didn't expect that she would really play it. Although everyone did not dare to directly question the Chu family's maid, they were disdainful from the bottom of their hearts: "It must be pretentious. There can be no real skills. The young master doesn't understand. Beethoven, maybe listening to a lullaby or something?"

Su Mi sat down and dropped her hand on the piano keyboard.

"It looks a lot like it, and it's worthy of being a servant from the Chu family. But what about the appearance? If you don't play well, it won't be good. It won't sound good because it looks like it pops up.

Holding tightly, Su Mi's hands flew up and landed on the black and white keys, and the beautiful music was pouring out, which turned out to be Chopin's sonata.

Although everyone has all kinds of doubts and does not believe that a maid can play so well, the feeling in the ears can't deceive people. The tune echoes and spins in the house, holding everyone tightly. Ears.

Those who were dismissive just now couldn't help but listen carefully.

Wang Yuan grasped her palm tightly and looked at Su Mi angrily. She really didn't expect that a maid played so well, and she could even hear her years of skills.

Xiao Chen listened with gusto, and then Su Mi paused, stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Chen, held his hand, and slowly slid on the keys of the piano.

Xiao Chen, who had a sense of participation, immediately became happier, and followed Su Mi's hand to chase after her finger playfully.

Su Mi moved forward, and his fingers followed. She stepped back and he followed back. It seemed to be playful, but not really playful, because if you listen carefully, you know that the music has accents. rhythmic.

But speaking of not being playful, Xiao Chen was playing very happily, happily following this rhythm, with a smile on his face that no one had just let him show. He was obviously immersed in it, happy and wanton.

After the song was over, everyone realized that they were really immersed in it just now, and they felt happy because of the music played by a maid.

Wang Yuan couldn't help being angry: "It's just a maid, even if she can play the piano, it's just some boring, stubborn sounds. What's so great."

Su Mi looked at her calmly: "Miss Wang doesn't think that even a maid's piano is better than you, but should you feel ashamed?"