Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1251 - 1229: The Beauty Playing the Piano

"Forget it."

Since the soldiers are so happy, let’s continue the performance.

The lieutenant general, seeing the prince consented, breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but start whispering with his colleagues:

"Who is this woman? Is she from our army?"

"No idea, could she be hired from the entertainment department?"

"I just said, our female soldiers don’t have this level of skill."

...

The officers’ voices of confusion fell into Ya Chen’s ears, causing him to furrow his brows slightly.

"Isn’t the performer from the army?"

The lieutenant general quickly answered the prince’s inquiry, "It seems she’s not from our army. She should be temporarily hired from the entertainment department."

Beside them, a clueless junior lieutenant stared dumbfounded and said, "Yes, Your Highness, she’s quite beautiful, a true beauty! Even prettier than TV stars! Her temperament is unparalleled!"

No wonder the atmosphere has turned so lively.

After all, the piano was being played by a beauty; it’s natural for a group of men to get excited.

Ya Chen faintly curved his thin lips, gently brushing his long fingers, feeling relieved.

The lieutenant general, observing attentively, had his eyes turn with thought.

Men would surely be interested in a wildflower.

Since the prince personally came to boost the troops’ morale, he must be well entertained.

This beauty arrived just at the right time.

...

Meanwhile.

Behind a pillar in the corner of the dance hall, Xiaotao held her breath, listening proudly but not surprisingly to the soldiers’ astonished discussions about Miss Chu.

Piano is Second Miss’s forte.

From childhood to adulthood, the young and second Miss were cultivated with various elegant interests and hobbies.

Second Miss started learning piano at three. Due to illness, she couldn’t go out to play, and practiced more than First Miss, playing much better.

By her teens, Second Miss’s piano level had exceeded level ten.

Perhaps Second Miss knew she couldn’t do other things, so she was even more dedicated to her few interests and skills than most people.

She often used clothespins to clip her fingers, making them slenderer, beneficial for playing piano.

When dealing with one piece of music, she could practice for months just because a single passage wasn’t played perfectly.

Now, playing a medley with both hands isn’t considered an issue.

She’s just a bit worried Second Miss’s body might not hold up.

Beside the piano, Chu Xinyue gradually relaxed from tension, fully immersed in the world of music.

Never felt this kind of fulfillment.

It’s not about enjoying others’ adulation.

It’s her first time feeling she has value, able to bring joy to so many.

This is her actual first step out of her small world.

Unexpectedly, from opening a social media account to attending this ball, the garnered happiness exceeded her expectations.

Her fingers flew across the keys, occasionally sneaking glances below the stage.

The tall, distinguished figure surrounded by officers, dressed in custom-made domestic white military attire, sitting in the center.

The sharp, upright uniform accentuates his authoritative and decisive presence.

It’s her first time seeing him in military attire.

Compared to his usual tailored suits, he seemed more fitting as the nation’s heir to the throne.

Calm, resolute, fierce, sharp, handsome.

He also seemed amazed by the piano performance onstage, tilting his handsome face.

His dark eyes appeared to glance over, as if he could truly see the person onstage.

Momentarily, she almost missed a note, just managing to recover in time.

After several jazz pieces on the piano, she lightly gasped twice, feeling somewhat exhausted, ending the performance.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!"

The soldiers celebrated wildly, holding their cups and shouting for another performance, unwilling to stop.

Xiaotao pouted. Do these people know who’s playing piano for them?

This is fortunate accumulated from past lives, and they still want an encore.

She guessed Chu Xinyue was tired, about to step forward and take her for a rest, when several bold officers already approached, surrounding Chu Xinyue at the piano and starting conversations.

"Miss, you played really well. Aren’t you from our army?"

Chu Xinyue didn’t expect these officers to approach, taken aback, she shook her head.

"Miss, would you dance with me?" Another bolder one saw the background dance music begin and directly extended an invitation.

"Miss, dance with me, dance with me, be my partner, I’m really good at dancing!"

"I am our army’s King of Cats! Just give it a try!" a young captain boasted, showing off his muscles.

Chu Xinyue had never been surrounded like this; now it seems, it’s not as terrifying as imagined.

These national soldiers, often stern and even frightening, are actually no different from regular young people in private settings.

Xiaotao couldn’t help but laugh, these men flirting with what turns out to be the princess! They’d be scared out of their wits if they knew!

About to step forward to clarify her identity, Chu Xinyue saw Xiaotao and gestured for her not to.

These soldiers are pillars of the nation; she didn’t want them feeling restrained upon learning her identity.

She smiled softly, "I’m sorry, playing for quite a while, I’m tired, I need to rest."

The group of soldiers she politely declined felt a bit disappointed but saw her fair cheeks glistening with sweat and gentlemanly didn’t persist, dispersing one by one.

Chu Xinyue was about to leave the piano when a middle-aged officer, with a rank higher than the previous ones, resembling a lieutenant general, approached: "Miss, please come over."

She didn’t understand what was happening but followed the lieutenant general off the stage.

Walking a few steps, she sensed something was off, as he led her towards Ya Chen.

She halted, "May I ask what this is about?"

The lieutenant general glanced back at her slightly anxious face, quietly gestured towards Ya Chen, and whispered, "That is the prince, please help me entertain him a moment."

Entertain Ya Chen?

Chu Xinyue froze, again nervously clenching her pale fists.

Of course, she understood, given his status, in various public occasions, there would certainly be women arranged for him, and even—beautiful women.

Yet seeing it personally, she couldn’t help feeling indescribable.

Though impulsively curious enough to sneak to the ball, she never intended to encounter him at the banquet.

Deep down, she feared he’d blame her.

She was thinking of refusing when the lieutenant general grew impatient, urging, "What’s the matter? Go on now."

In such a public setting, she reluctantly followed the lieutenant general to Ya Chen’s side.

"Your Highness, I’ve brought the lady who played the piano earlier. Your Highness can converse with this lady in depth."

The lieutenant general introduced meaningfully, giving Chu Xinyue a signal to be enthusiastic.

Ya Chen didn’t expect the lieutenant general to introduce a woman on his own initiative, his steadfast expression slightly shifted: "Did I ask for anyone to entertain me, lieutenant general?"