Chapter 741


    Her grandpa was the one who taught her all her skills.


    Arabe finished the painting in just an hour. There was no signature on it, but Romeo had someone


    send an expensive frame, nning to hang it on the wall of his study.


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    Just then, Arabe''s phone vibrated again.


    [Arabe, there''s another order! Someone wants you to write an uplifting song, and you can name your


    price.]


    Could it be Romeo?


    Thinking about this, Arabe nced at Romeo.


    Romeo was still admiring her painting, looking at her with eyes full of affection and gentleness.


    It couldn''t be him.


    Arabe no longer had any doubts. [When do they want it done?]


    [Tomorrow or the day after is fine.]


    Without thinking much, Arabe named her price at ten million dors, hung up the phone, and told


    Romeo, "I need to go to the piano room."


    Arabe was going to y the piano?


    Such a great opportunity, of course, Romeo wouldn''t miss it. He followed Arabe to the piano room,


    watched her sit down at the piano, open the cover, think for a moment, and then start to y.


    It seemed like she was tuning, or maybeposing, stopping now and then. Romeo wondered if she


    had received some big order. Was she writing a song for someone?


    Arabe recalled many things, those beautiful images turned into jumping notes, and she quickly


    Romeo looked at the time, it was only an hour, and Arabe hadposed such a beautiful song.


    Her musical skills had improved again.


    "How do you think?" Arabe stopped and asked him.


    "Good, it''s rxing."


    That''s exactly the effect Arabe was aiming for, but she always felt that something was not good


    enough. After ying it a few more times, she found the problem and made improvements.


    "I''ll y it one more time for you."


    Romeo didn''t expect that he would have the honor to be her first audience. He nodded, his eyes full of


    admiration and love.


    Arabe yed the improved piano piece one more time. Romeo praised, "It''s even better than the one


    just now. You added a new melody, it makes me remember the good old times."


    That''s exactly the feeling Arabe wanted. She took out her phone and sent a message to Jack,


    [Done.]


    Jack sent a string of question marks: [????]


    Just a few hours passed, Arabe''s work efficiency was too high, right?


    A painting, a song, just like that, done?


    "I''ll contact them." Half an hour after Jack left, he called Arabe again. "Arabe, the person who


    ordered the piano piece specifically wants to meet you and hear you y it in person."


    Did he not believe she was theposer just because sheposed too quickly, doubting her identity


    or abilities?


    "And the person who ordered the painting said he wants to give it to someone very important, so if the


    painting can''t satisfy him, he hopes you can modify it in person."


    Arabe asked again, "Are these two orders from the same person?"


    "No." Jack, worried about upsetting the boss, hurriedly ttered, "Boss, we''ve got twenty million dors.


    Why don''t we take a trip? It''s better than staying at home and watching Romeo, right?"


    Arabe: What''s wrong?


    "After all, watching Romeo not only doesn''t make us money but also wastes our time."


    Arabe nced at the gloomy man next to her and replied, "Romeo heard it."


    "Oh my." Jack didn''t expect Romeo to always be by the boss''s side.