But some things are contrary to their wishes.

The next day, Zhuang Yibo still left early in the morning and was taken to the villa on the outskirts of the city.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived, Shen Wangjin was not in the villa.

Shen Wangjin was not here, so Shen Ruiwen was not here, so there were only servants in the house. After seeing her, she told her that Shen Wangjin had gone out early in the morning.

Since everyone else has gone out, what else can someone pick her up here for?

Zhuang Yibo really couldn't understand it, but he could only stay in this suffocating room, waiting for the time to leave.

She stayed in the living room downstairs for a while, and her eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling window next to her, which was blocked by the tall curtains. She couldn't help but walk forward and stretched out her hand to pull open the curtains.

The sunlight outside the window suddenly fell into the room. The servant who had just walked out of the kitchen was shocked in an instant. He walked up quickly and said to her: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen doesn't like the sunshine in the room, pull it up quickly."

When Zhuang Yibo heard this, he just stood still.

The servant was a little unsure of her identity, but he did not dare to act too rashly. Seeing that she did not move, he did not dare to go forward and pull up the curtains without authorization. He could only retreat with his heart.

Zhuang Yibo stood in the sun for a long time before finally turning around. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw a piano in the corner.

When I came yesterday, the living room downstairs was in dim light, and she didn't notice that there was a piano there at all.

She walked slowly forward, sat down on the piano bench, and lifted the cover.

This piano is very new, as if no one has touched it, but the tune is accurate and the tone is beautiful.

Zhuang Yibo's finger fell on the keys and unconsciously played the entire song.

After playing one song, she couldn't help but play another song.

When Shin Wangjin walked in from outside the house, she was immersed in her own songs and did not pay attention to other movements at all.

When the servant saw Shin Wangjin, he looked at the curtains that were still being opened, and was shocked. When he wanted to go forward to explain something to Shin Wangjin, Shin Wangjin just raised his hand and signaled her not to speak.

Then, he slowly walked behind Zhuang Yibo.

Zhuang Yibo was flying at his fingertips, playing a song he was unknown but very familiar with.

He stood behind her and was fascinated by the sight.

Halfway through the song, Zhuang Yibo suddenly stopped and stared at his fingers in a daze.

“It sounds nice.”

But suddenly a sound came from behind.

Zhuang Yibo suddenly froze, but did not look back.

"You always played this song before, but it seemed like you hadn't finished it once," said Shin Wangjin.

Hearing this sentence, Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but close his eyes.

What he called "before" was the first two months after she lived in the Shen family.

At that time, she had not adapted to the changes in her identity and environment, and she just immersed herself in the world of music every day - there was a piano in a corner on the second floor of the Shen family. At that time, she spent most of her daily life next to that piano.

Zhuang Yibo did not answer him, and reached out to cover the keys.

Seeing this, Shin Wangjin didn't say anything, but just reached out to hold her and said, "If you are tired of playing, go upstairs."

Zhuang Yibo did not struggle because he knew that struggle was useless.

When the two passed by the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhuang Yibo noticed that Shen Wangjin's body seemed to react. When he raised his head, he saw him blocking the sunlight that was coming in from the window with one hand.

Under the sunlight, his face seemed pale, and even the skin on his hands was not bloody.

Seeing this, the servant hurriedly came forward and wanted to pull up the curtains, but Shin Wangjin raised his hand to stop him.

Without saying anything, he pulled Zhuang Yibo upstairs straight.

She was still taken into the small hall where he worked and was still placed on the sofa.

"If you want to read a book, read it for a while." Shin Wangjin said, "You can find something else to do when you are tired."

As if it was exactly the same as yesterday, Zhuang Yibo was not interested in exploring it. He picked up a book and sat on the sofa.

The two of them kept their posture yesterday almost the whole time, except for the middle of the journey, Zhuang Yibo got up and came back from the bathroom, his eyes fell on the same thick curtains in the small hall, and suddenly walked forward quickly and opened the curtains in the hall.

Shen Ruiwen was by Shen Wangjin at that time. Seeing this situation, he was shocked and hurriedly said: "Miss Zhuang..."

"It's okay." Shen Wangjin just said two words, then lowered his head and went to work on his own business.

Zhuang Yibo turned around and returned to the sofa, looking at the book in his hand in the sunshine.

At this moment, she saw the time she should leave again. She looked up at Shen Ruiwen. Shen Ruiwen understood it and said something to Shen Wangjin. Shen Wangjin still responded without raising her head.

Zhuang Yibo turned his head and walked out.

But she never expected that when she opened the villa door, someone was about to push the door open.

For a moment, everyone inside and outside the door was stunned for a moment, and then Zhuang Yibo's whole body became stiff.

The person standing outside the door turned out to be Shen Haoxuan.

She was stiff, and Shen Haoxuan was stunned and looked at her and said, "Why are you here?"

Zhuang Yibo's face turned pale in an instant, he lowered his head and walked around him and got into the car prepared outside.

Before Shen Haoxuan could come back to his senses and was about to turn around and ask questions, Shen Ruiwen suddenly called him upstairs: "Mr. Xuan, why are you here?"

"I'll come and see my brother." Shen Haoxuan said, "He didn't even come back to Bincheng when he returned to China. He ran here directly. Am I worried about his body?"

As Shen Haoxuan said, he couldn't help but point his hand outside, "What's going on? Why did my brother ask her to come here? Could it be that I want me to get back with her?"

Hearing this sentence, even though Shen Ruiwen was so sophisticated, he couldn't help frowning, and then signaled Shen Haoxuan not to speak out.

Shen Haoxuan was not the one who could bear it. He couldn't help but continue to shout: "How long has it been? Why haven't my brother given up? How many times do I have to say it? I'm not interested in this woman! I'm the same as wood, and I don't understand any interest..."

Shen Ruiwen couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pressed his forehead.

At this moment, Shen Wangjin's figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

As soon as Shen Haoxuan saw him, he hurriedly said, "Brother, you--"

But Shin Wangjin's eyes fell on him, cold and gloomy, as if they could freeze.

Shen Haoxuan was still afraid of him. Seeing this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and just muttered something in a low voice.

Shin Wangjin walked downstairs, but he ignored him and walked straight past him and left the door.
Chapter completed!