Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 500

The moment Arielle sat down, the large screen on the stage lit up.

A hand made the “OK” gesture, and Arielle knew that Trisha was ready.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and touched the first key on the piano.

Ting…

The sound carried both depth and an ethereal delight.

In his seat, an excited Steven clapped his hands and exclaimed, “This is the sound!”

Not many people have seen the Goddess of Hunting, but there were many recordings made. This sound is proof that this is indeed the real Goddess of Hunting! It can’t be wrong!

Wendy, who was by the stands, snorted.

So what if the sound of the piano is good? In the hands of a country girl, it is casting pearls before swine.

first note, the hands on the sand tray started to move. In a few strokes, a rich and vivid scene of fields

audience was

accompaniment to sand painting

elegantly over the keys to begin the first movement

hall immediately resounded with the sweet, mellifluous sound

and valleys, with the gentle breeze caressing their faces. It was like being carried away on a fluffy

their eyes and letting the music lead them into this infinite

a deep and low cadence. It conjured up

the sand tray was swept away in a stroke, leaving

again. A full moon appeared and slowly revealed the world below. The

the end

was made aware that Arielle’s

her dejection, and

How is it that Arielle can play it? And

the playing changed from

tempo.

the hand on the sand painting tray created a lady in a light chiffon dress. The lady had

picked up to an allegro. Faster and faster