Chatper 385 (1/2)

Song Weiyi was wearing a black hip-wrapping dress, and appeared on time at the place where Lin Miaoyu was performing at seven o'clock.

Around the venue, promotional slogans were written everywhere: Ms. Lin Miaoyu, the youngest piano performance artist in history, made her debut.

Lin Miaoyu on the poster is wearing a white floor-length dress, showing her curvy curves to the fullest.

And she was leaning on the piano, the black body and white keys fit perfectly with the gentle and charming Lin Miaoyu.

Song Weiyi looked at Lin Miaoyu with exquisite makeup and charming makeup on the poster with emotion, "Auntie, you are really amazing."

Compared with her artistic specialty like piano, Song Weiyi's only specialty is that she is better at boxing than ordinary girls. Song Weiyi doesn't have much artistic talent, so she feels a little ashamed when she thinks about it.

A satisfied smile flashed across Mrs. Pei's face, and she became more and more pleasing to her sister-in-law who came from a scholarly family.

"I believe in your uncle's gaze. Piaoyu is a rare talent, and he is a good match for your uncle. I am assured of that. Today, Piaoyu's parents are here, and the official start is still half an hour away. I'll go to the backstage later to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Courtesy cannot be broken, and Mrs. Pei still has her own communication skills outside.

He glanced at Song Weiyi lightly, which was an exhortation and a reminder.

For Mrs. Pei, although she didn't fully accept Song Weiyi in her heart at this moment, her impression had somewhat changed.

As for whether he can fully accept it, it all depends on Song Wei's performance.

Thinking of this, she rubbed her forehead with a headache.

The son has already made it clear that Song Weiyi is the only one, so if she doesn't accept him, she will not divorce Song Weiyi and remarry. On the contrary, the relationship between mother and child will be tense.

Mrs. Pei, who was forced to do nothing, could only choose to start from her own side.

If Pei Yibai was not her son, she would not have made such a change.

"Yes, I know mom." Song Weiyi was beside him, and naturally understood what Mrs. Pei meant, and nodded respectfully.

This mother's voice is getting more and more fluent.

"Okay, let's go in, it's shameful to stand outside." Mrs. Pei walked in first without looking away.

The space inside is not big, about 200 square meters, with hundreds of chairs vaguely placed, it can be seen that there are not many spectators coming tonight.

Although it was the first time for Song Weiyi to attend such an occasion, he also knew that the private concerts held by these performers were not necessarily as many people as possible.

On the contrary, the bigger the brand, the fewer the audience and the higher the attention.

In other words, the degree of admiration received by the little aunt is not low.

"It's Mrs. Pei and Mrs. Pei, right?" As soon as they entered the door, someone saw them with sharp eyes and walked over respectfully.

Song Weiwei was a little surprised that he knew their identities. This is probably someone arranged by the little aunt to meet them?

Sure enough, the other party smiled and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Lin Miaoyu specially asked me to wait here for the two of you, please follow me here, Miss Lin is in the lounge."

Mrs. Pei and Song Weiyi looked at each other, making no secret of their admiration for Lin Miaoyu.

"Let's go, go and cheer up your little aunt."

The lounge is on the side, through the corridor, until the half-open door next to it, the footsteps of the person who led them stopped.

"You two, Miss Lin is inside, you can go in directly."

The door was not closed, there was a big gap, Song Weiyi looked inside along the gap.