Li Qingshen watched her figure disappear from sight before he suddenly burst into laughter.
The lofty pride that usually characterized him was completely replaced by a gentle joy, and even his gaze softened considerably.
Momo had barely stepped out of the door before she eagerly sent a WeChat message to Enson, "Perverts are truly perverts, they could never have humanity in a lifetime!"
Li Qingshen heard his phone chime, picked it up, and saw the message from Ling Momo, and his lips curved into an even wider smile, "What happened?"
"I predicted it! He made me practice the white keys on the piano a hundred times this afternoon!"
Li Qingshen looked at the message and could almost conjure up the image of Momo's aggrieved expression. His eyes softened even more; in fact, he really wanted to tell her that he was doing this for her own good; his strictness was the key to her future achievements.
But she thought he was Enson, unaware that he was Li Qingshen.
