The Mad Heiress Played Innocent, and the Third Master Fell Hard - Chapter 21
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- Chapter 21 - You played so well, do you want a reward?
After listening, Jiang Yuhuai pondered for a moment, then said, “Have someone investigate Ling Feiyan and see who has been in contact with her recently.”
He paused, then asked, “Young Master, should we let Jiangxi…?”
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yuhuai interrupted him, “No need, she can do whatever she wants. Jiangxi only needs to protect her.”
He looked up. “I don’t want anyone in Danyuan secretly spying on her.”
Jiang Dong’s heart skipped a beat. “Yes.”
“Go out.”
Jiang Dong lowered his head and then left the study.
The door was then closed.
Jiang Yuhuai tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, lost in thought.
…
In the music room.
Ling Feiyan stood respectfully to the side.
Yu Guiwan sat on the piano stool, with several sheets of paper on it.
It has also been vandalized and scribbled on.
She glanced at it briefly, then lowered her eyes, her slender fingers landing on the piano keys.
The next second, melodious piano music flowed from the music room.
Ling Feiyan was shocked from the very first note.
The prelude had barely begun when I got goosebumps all over.
Yu Guiwan played a piece as if it were a casual performance.
Her eyes were indifferent as she lightly lifted her wrist and brought it down.
Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly.
Ling Feiyan suddenly snapped out of her daze, “Teacher?”
Yu Guiwan reached out and took the papers, grabbed a pen, and wrote something on them.
A few strokes were added to the paper that was originally covered in doodles.
Ling Feiyan’s brow twitched as she looked at the changes she had made.
Even now, she still doesn’t get used to her teacher making corrections to her sheet music, imitating her handwriting.
It was as if she had modified the score herself.
“Alright, put it away.”
Ling Feiyan subconsciously put away the sheet music.
Then, a jumble of broken piano music began to play in the music room.
Ling Feiyan’s lips twitched.
A short while later, there was a knock on the door.
Ling Feiyan was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously wanted to go and open the door.
Yu Guiwan called out to her, “Let me do it.”
“Oh…oh, okay.”
Ling Feiyan hadn’t yet adjusted to her new role as a teacher, which she had inexplicably taken on as a teacher herself.
Yu Guiwan got up, slowly walked to the door, and opened it.
Then, I saw the man standing at the door.
She looked up, blinked, and didn’t say anything.
The man handed her a cup. “Are you tired from class? Have some water first.”
Yu Guiwan glanced at the cup in his hand, then took it.
A warm sensation slowly landed on her fingertips.
It’s not hot, but it’s very warm.
She paused slightly, took a sip, and found it a little sweet.
“I added some honey, can you taste it?” he said.
Yu Guiwan made a sound of humming.
Jiang Yuhuai’s eyes held a hint of a smile. “What did you learn today?”
Yu Guiwan lazily raised her eyes, “You want to hear it?”
“Is it okay?” he asked expectantly.
Ling Feiyan: “…”
Yu Guiwan remained calm. “There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Her obedient face showed no extra expression as she turned around, holding the cup.
Jiang Yuhuai lifted his foot and followed.
Ling Feiyan stepped aside, lowered her head, and said calmly, “Mr. Jiang.”
Jiang Yuhuai glanced at her, nodded, and then looked away.
Yu Guiwan casually placed the cup on the table beside her, then sat down on the piano bench.
She placed her hand on it in a very professional manner.
Jiang Yuhuai stood beside her with his hands in his pockets, gazing at her tenderly.
The next second, a terrible string of piano music started playing.
Jiangxi, standing at the door, silently turned his back and took out two earplugs from his pocket.
Jiang Yuhuai’s expression remained unchanged.
Yu Guiwan remained calm and continued playing.
Just then, someone suddenly approached from behind.
Her fingertips paused slightly.
Jiang Yuhuai reached out and placed his hand on the piano keys.
He said in a low voice, “Keep playing.”
Yu Guiwan continued.
Jiang Yuhuai followed.
It’s a complete mess.
The other one seemed to be cleaning up a mess.
The music, which was clearly crooked and terribly unpleasant, was inexplicably brought back to life.
No matter how unsteady Yu Guiwan was.
Jiang Yuhuai seems to have the ability to salvage the situation.
Ling Feiyan, standing behind the two, brightened up, as if she had discovered some treasure.
She had originally planned to ask him a few questions after the two of them finished.
But as soon as I think about the fact that the other party is Master Jiang.
She silently put her foot back down after taking a step forward.
The teacher is scary.
But the master seems even more frightening.
A few minutes later, the music stopped.
Yu Guiwan stared blankly at the black and white piano keys, lost in thought.
Jiang Yuhuai chuckled and ruffled her hair. “Wanwan is great.”
Yu Guiwan came to her senses, “…I played terribly.”
The man raised an eyebrow. “Who said that? It’s perfectly fine.”
Yu Guiwan: “…”
Her fair face was full of helplessness.
This is truly a helpless situation.
She really hadn’t expected Jiang Yuhuai to be able to lie so blatantly.
“You played so well, do you want a reward?”
“…There’s a reward too?”
Jiang Yuhuai hummed in agreement, “Of course I have some, do you want some?”
Yu Guiwan asked curiously, “What reward?”
Jiang Yuhuai smiled, took her hand, and turned to look at Ling Feiyan beside him, “Teacher Ling, is today’s class over?”
Ling Feiyan was slightly taken aback, then quickly came to her senses and nodded, “I’m…I’m done.”
Jiang Yuhuai nodded, then led Yu Guiwan away from the music room.
“Where are we going?” Yu Guiwan was very curious about the surprise he mentioned.
For some reason, he could always guess her preferences very easily.
Moreover, there are many things that are unknown to the public.
This gave Yu Guiwan the illusion that he understood her very well.
If she hadn’t been certain that they had never met before, she would have almost suspected that Jiang Yuhuai had some ulterior motive towards her.
“We’re almost there.”
Jiang Yuhuai held her hand tightly and followed her pace to another villa.
The gate was open.
Yu Guiwan didn’t think much of it and followed him inside.
“Wanwan, look up.”
She subconsciously looked up, then paused, startled.
“grandmother?”
The person sitting on the sofa was an elderly man with white hair, but it was neatly combed.
She had already seen Yu Guiwan’s figure, and with the help of the person next to her, she slowly got up.
Upon hearing Yu Guiwan’s voice, Grandma Wang smiled kindly, “Oh, Wanwan.”
Yu Guiwan looked at the man beside her in a daze, “Did you bring Grandma here?”
Jiang Yuhuai released her hand, patted her head, and hummed in agreement, “Surprised?”
Yu Guiwan gave a beautiful smile. “Yes, it’s a pleasant surprise.”
She walked over to Grandma Wang, skillfully took her hand, and called out again, “Grandma.”
Then her gaze shifted to the young man beside her, “Ono.”
Wang Shengye coolly put his hands in his pockets and hummed in agreement.
He glanced sideways at the man not far away, and gave a soft snort, it was unclear whether he liked or disliked him.
Grandma Wang gently patted her grandson, “Don’t be so rude.”
Wang Shengye replied, “Understood.”
He straightened up and looked at Yu Guiwan, “Sister Wanwan.”
Then she looked at Jiang Yuhuai, paused for a few seconds, and said, “Brother-in-law.”
Jiang Yuhuai’s eyes softened slightly, and he hummed in agreement, “Hello, Xiaoye.”
Wang Shengye: “…”