Ruan Tianling still held the goblet in his hand, with less than a sip of red wine left in it.
His eyes were cold, and his gaze was casually cast on Jiang Yufei, who was facing him sideways.
The beautifully decorated ceiling is inlaid with exquisite wall lamps, which are as bright as stars.
Jiang Yufei was sitting in front of the piano, her long hair smooth on her chest. Under the light, she seemed to be cast in a faint halo, soft and quiet.
He never knew that she could play the piano.
She lost her father when she was six, and her mother remarried when she was seven. Her selfish and greedy stepfather would not pay for her to learn piano.
Just by looking at her major in accounting, you can tell how pragmatic she is. And how can someone who only wants to live a down-to-earth life be willing to spend money to develop a luxury hobby like playing the piano?
So, when did she learn to play the piano?
As soon as the music ended, Ruan Tianling suddenly raised his hands and clapped his hands. His clapping movements were very slow, one after another, which touched people's hearts.
Jiang Yufei turned her head slightly and looked into his deep eyes. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but her face became slightly gloomy.
The man curled his lips evilly, and looked at her deeply with his eyes, which were complex and thought-provoking.
Then, he looked away, smiled slightly and said to Yan Yue: "It's pretty good, isn't it?"
Yan Yue didn't know what he meant when he said it was good.
She smiled sweetly and praised sincerely: "It's indeed very good. I didn't expect Yu Fei to play the piano too, and she plays it very well."
Ruan Tianling smiled again, with a somewhat unclear meaning.
Yan Yue felt slightly uncomfortable. She realized that at this moment she could not understand the man who had been with her for more than ten years.
When Ruan Tianling looked away, Jiang Yufei noticed Yan Yue sitting opposite him.
If Xiao Lang hadn't comforted her just now, she thought, she would have rushed up and poured all the wine in the glass on the woman's face.
But now she doesn't want to be acquainted with her, lest it lower her self-cultivation.
Faintly pulling back her gaze, Jiang Yufei smiled at Xiao Lang beside her: "I said several times that I wanted to treat you to dinner, so why not do it now? I met you here twice, and played this piece with you both times, just for
With this kind of fate, we should have a drink today."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the dining table with the man beside her.
Xiao Lang smiled lightly: "It's not fate that you and I met here."
Jiang Yufei looked at him in confusion, and he added: "Because this restaurant belongs to me."
"So that's it." She laughed dumbly, smiling heartlessly, "Then you named the restaurant 'Wanderer' just because you like this song?"
"Roughly the same."
When Ruan Tianling looked sideways, he saw the two of them laughing as they walked. This was the second time he saw Jiang Yufei smile like that at the man!
He narrowed his sharp eyes, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
And he himself didn't even notice that an angry chill was already exuding from his body.
"Ling..." Yan Yue's eyes flickered and her low voice brought him back to his senses.
"What's wrong? Are you hungry? Let's order something." The man's eyes once again became affectionate and gentle, and there was a doting smile on his lips that could only be shown when facing her.
Yan Yue felt relieved, and a bright and happy smile spread across her delicate little face.