"Okay."

Nancy interrupted him with a smile, "But my hands are really sore, and it's not free. I've been playing for two hours already, and I don't want to play here anymore. How about... we go somewhere else?"

Overjoyed, Zach grabbed Nancy's hand and turned to leave.

"Hey..."

Nancy followed him while struggling, "Where are you taking me..."

Zach laughed excitedly, "Hahaha, let's go to my room!"

Nancy was speechless.

It was so misleading!

Zach didn't think for her at all.

Charlie and Luna stood up as soon as they saw Zach. If it wasn't for Charlie holding her back, Luna would have eagerly run over.

Charlie and Luna followed Zach and Nancy out.

Just as they reached the elevator, Charlie and Luna ran over. Zach frowned slightly and pressed the button without hesitation.

The elevator doors opened, and he pulled Nancy into it.

Just as Charlie and Luna were about to enter, Zach's bodyguard reached out and stopped them, "Excuse me."

Nancy rolled her eyes at Zach, "The man is my husband, and the woman is my agent! If you don't allow them to come with me, then I'm not going!"

Luna's heart skipped a beat.

It was so hard to meet Zach. What was Nancy thinking?

She actually dared to threaten Zach!

If Luna had known this, she would have stopped Charlie.

If they offended Zach, then everything they had done today would be in vain!

While Luna was nervous, Zach chuckled and waved at Luna and Charlie like a child, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and come in!"

Seeing his eager appearance, Charlie chuckled softly.

It was said that artists were arrogant, haughty, and looked down on ordinary people.

But Zach was unusually friendly.

Seeing that Luna and Charlie were still standing there, Zach impatiently beckoned to them again, "What are you waiting for? Come in! I'm in a hurry!"

He held Nancy's hand and looked so thrilled. Others would think he was eager to do something to her!

Luna grinned and walked in with Charlie.

After getting out of the elevator, Zach hurriedly pulled Nancy toward his room.

Nancy looked at the door that she couldn't get in this morning with mixed feelings.

This morning, she begged to come in, but now Zach begged her to come in...

In the room, Zach let go of Nancy's hand, walked to the piano, lifted the lid, and looked at her with anticipation, "Miss, can you play four-handed pieces?"

Nancy looked at him, smiled, and nodded, "Yeah. I used to play four-handed pieces with my dad often..."