Jian Yufei chuckled, "This, I can do!"
Nangong Yi stood up and gave her his seat, "Why don’t you play a piece? The person inside is your father, I think your performance will be more emotional and soulful than mine."
Jian Yufei did not refuse, and went over to sit down.
She’s been learning piano for many years, many scores have been morized without needing to look.
Nangong Yi stood beside her, quietly listening.
One of his arms rested on the shiny black piano platform, as her fingers moved, his fingers unconsciously tapped along.
The room held only the two of them.
Jian Yufei was focused, Nangong Yi was equally focused.
It’s often said that people who are serious are the most attractive.
They both were so dedicated, giving a feeling that no one could interrupt.
A shadowy gaze was fixed on them—
Yet no matter how displeased the look, those inside remained unaware.
The music stopped!
Jian Yufei lifted her head and t Nangong Yi’s smile.
"Cousin, your playing is wonderful."
Jian Yufei replied bashfully, "Actually, we haven’t treated you well at all, why do you still call cousin?"
Every ti he calls her that, she would be reminded.
This person is her grandfather’s niece’s son, the child of her mother’s cousin.
He and she shared blood ties, and were actually quite closely related.
Whenever she thought about these, and thought about how they treated him, she felt guilty.
Therefore, she hoped he would hate them, and call her by her na directly, instead of politely calling her cousin every ti.
Nangong Yi smiled gently, "It’s just a form of address, cousin, you don’t have to think too much."
Truly worthy of studying psychology, he imdiately saw through her thoughts.
"Cousin, how about playing another piece?" Nangong Yi requested.
"Okay..."
Jian Yufei suddenly felt Ruan Tianling’s presence.
She turned to look, and indeed saw him standing at the door.
"Co over here," Ruan Tianling beckoned her.
Jian Yufei stood up, smiling gently as she walked over, "When did you arrive?"
"Been here for a while now."
Ruan Tianling wrapped his arm around her waist, his actions sowhat domineering, as if deliberately claiming Jian Yufei.
"I couldn’t find you anywhere, just knew you’d be here."
"Well, I wanted to check on how dad’s doing. Turns out music really can reach him."
"Really?"
Jian Yufei nodded firmly, "Yes, I watched dad’s reactions, he was indeed captivated."
Ruan Tianling curled his lips wickedly, he glanced at Nangong Yi.
"Since it’s working, continue playing, don’t stop."
With that, he took Jian Yufei’s waist and turned to leave.
Bringing Jian Yufei back to their bedroom, Ruan Tianling spoke expressionlessly, "From now on, don’t be in contact with Nangong Yi."
"Why?"
"I’m afraid if you spend too much ti with him, you’ll beco sympathetic."
Jian Yufei indeed felt a little sympathetic.
"Don’t worry, I know what to do. Besides, he’s already dying, what does sympathy matter, he still has to die."
Ruan Tianling smirked, he liked hearing her speaking like this now.
Jian Yufei continued, "Now that he’s treating dad every day, not having contact with him is impossible. Actually, you overthink, in my heart, you all are most important. For you, I can kill anyone."
Ruan Tianling paused slightly—
Did she see through his worries?
Jian Yufei chuckled, "I didn’t realize, you were even wary of a 20-year-old kid."
"..."
Was he being ridiculed?
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