Old Madam Ye noticed that Little One didn’t mention the word "like," but her eyes were full of unmistakable joy. She smiled and asked her, "Ann, don’t you want me to spend money?"

Qin Sui’an’s bright round eyes seemed to speak, staring in surprise: How could Grandma know?

With a smile in her eyes, Old Madam Ye indulgently said, "Ann, you don’t need to worry about money; I have plenty."

Qin Sui’an didn’t understand the concept of "plenty of money," she just thought that adults’ money was all earned through hard work.

After thinking seriously for a while, Little One still shook her head, "Ann doesn’t want the piano."

Old Madam Ye didn’t force her, going along with her wishes, "Alright, then I won’t buy it."

When Qin Haochen finished his business call and returned, he had a bottle of milk in his hand. It was brought over from Bay Villa by the security guards as he instructed.

Entering the restaurant, Qin Haochen immediately saw Little One’s cute round back of her head.

He walked over and handed the bottle of milk to Little One, asking, "Ann, do you want to drink milk first?"

"Yes," Qin Sui’an happily responded, her eyes fixed on the bottle of milk. She also cutely swallowed saliva and said, "Daddy, Ann wants to drink milk."

"Okay." Qin Haochen sat in the chair next to her, handing her the bottle of milk so she could hold it herself.

As Qin Sui’an finished drinking the milk from the bottle, the lunch was gradually served by the waiters.

Qin Haochen changed to special children’s utensils and placed them in front of Little One.

French-style meals didn’t use chopsticks, only knives, forks, and spoons.

Qin Sui’an curiously looked at the completely unfamiliar tableware in front of her, "Daddy, are we going to use these? Isn’t it dangerous?"

Qin Haochen patiently responded to Little One, "It’s not dangerous, but you have to be careful."

She obediently nodded her little head, "Okay."

Qin Haochen cut a fully cooked steak into mini pieces and put it in the plate in front of Little One.

As he taught her to use the fork to pick up the steak, he said, "Ann, these sauces can be dipped in. See which one you like."

Qin Sui’an understood and held the fork in her hand. Her round eyes occasionally glanced at her father, grandmother, and grandfather as she learned from them, using the cute children’s utensils.

Considering that Little One couldn’t eat some raw foods, this lunch only consisted of common items like steak, pasta, and soup.

When eating pasta, Qin Sui’an followed her family’s example, using the fork to twirl the noodles and then taking a bite.

She enjoyed doing it herself and ate happily.

After finishing the dessert and fruits, Qin Sui’an’s little belly was round and full, and she licked her lips satisfactorily, very pleased with this lunch.

Seeing Little One eating so happily, Old Madam Ye also couldn’t help but eat more, almost overeating.

Seeing that the two gentlemen at the table hadn’t finished eating yet, Old Madam Ye turned to look in the direction of the piano, then invited Little One, "Ann, would you like to go see the piano with me?"

Qin Sui’an looked very happy, "Can we?"

"Sure." Old Madam Ye raised her lips slightly and got up to lift her out of the children’s high chair, then walked with her towards the piano placed in the center of the restaurant.

Lucy went ahead to greet the restaurant manager and got permission.

Old Madam Ye gave the only piano chair to Little One to sit on, standing beside her and slightly bending over.

This piano wasn’t top-notch, but it was still of medium price range, with a pure black body reflecting their shadows cleanly.

Qin Sui’an looked at the black and white piano keys in front of her, feeling it was quite magical. Although these keys looked almost the same and were of similar lengths, they could produce beautiful music when played.

Old Madam Ye had learned the piano before. She held Little One’s small hands and patiently taught her, "Ann, arch your palms here, spread out your five fingers, let them hang naturally, and touch the piano keys with your fingertips."

Qin Sui’an listened carefully, her little face showing a serious expression.

After adjusting Little One’s posture, Old Madam Ye demonstrated first, placing her slender hands on the piano keys and gently playing a simple melody.

Qin Sui’an immediately looked at her grandmother with admiring eyes and said, "Grandma, you’re so amazing! Grandma can also play the piano!"

"Not amazing, just learned it before," Old Madam Ye smiled and said, "Ann, you can try it too."

Qin Sui’an immediately imitated the gestures Old Madam Ye had just taught her. Her tiny hands were placed on the piano keys, recalling the melody her grandmother played a moment ago, and played it again.

It was exactly the same, without any mistakes.

Although it was the simplest melody, Old Madam Ye still showed a surprised expression, "Ann remembered it so quickly?"

Even the slight pause she made on a certain note, Little One remembered it very clearly, paying great attention to detail.

"Not difficult," Qin Sui’an happily blinked her round eyes, then looked up at her grandmother and asked, "Grandma, can Ann play something else?"

Old Madam Ye nodded, "Yes."

She also wanted to hear what else Little One could play.

Qin Sui’an immediately excitedly pursed her lips, first grasping her hands a few times, relaxing her little fingers, and then placing them back on the black and white piano keys.

Old Madam Ye couldn’t help but hold her breath, watching Little One with anticipation.

A few seconds later, a melodious piano piece spread through every corner of the restaurant.

At the beginning, Little One’s notes were slightly hesitant, but as it progressed, they became smoother and more integrated into the piano piece.

Old Madam Ye was extremely astonished, her expression momentarily stunned.

This piano piece was the same one played by the gentleman in the restaurant when they first arrived, Richard Clayderman’s "Ballade pour Adeline."

The melody of this piano piece was delicate, soft, and steady, progressing layer by layer with emotions, with twists and turns, gradually reaching the climax of the piece.

Little One’s hands were still small, so she struggled a bit with the larger intervals, but other than that, there were almost no mistakes.

If Old Madam Ye hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed that this was Little One’s first time playing the piano.

She didn’t even need sheet music, completely relying on the one time the gentleman had played it to replicate it perfectly.

This not only required an exceptional memory but also a very keen sense of hearing and musicality.

In the restaurant, at some point, everyone had stopped and looked in astonishment at Little One sitting at the piano.

When the piano piece ended, after a few seconds of silence, there was suddenly enthusiastic applause and people couldn’t help but exclaim:

"So amazing!"

"How old is this little kid? How can she play so well?"

"Oh my, is she a genius?"

Qin Sui’an was startled, and when she regained her senses, her little face blushed with shyness, looking at her grandmother in confusion.