Xie Jing: "You make me sound like I'm some pitiful little thing. I'm not that weak. You saw how I dealt with my mom's relatives yesterday. I'm not someone who can be easily bullied."

Zhou Jiyun: "Isn't it hard to bully? Xie Wuyou stabbed you in the back yesterday, but you didn't say anything."

Xie Jing argued, "I didn't even have time to exert my strength, but you spoke up for me. Actually, I know a lot about Xie Wuyou's affairs, but I didn't think it had anything to do with me, so I didn't bring it up."

A smile flashed across Zhou Jiyun's eyes: "So we were in sync yesterday?"

Xie Jing shook her right hand, which he was holding. "I think it's just a coincidence. After all, Xie Wuyou's only complaint is about his private life. How did you know about Xie Wuyou's private life?"

Zhou Jiyun's eyes wavered, and he couldn't help but think of his previous life. In his previous life, his sister-in-law Xie Wuyou knew how to conceal her feelings, or at least knew how to play behind her back.

Later, it was no longer the same. Later, Xie Wuyou fell in love with a small celebrity. The other party was purely after the Xie family's money. Xie Wuyou was just playing around, so the other party started a wave of online violence, and the result was naturally that both of them lost and became infamous.

Xie Wuyou became a huge internet sensation, and with that, she became even more carefree, with new boyfriends appearing every other day. Even the most promiscuous second-generation rich kids in the industry couldn't have been as wild as Xie Wuyou.

"I happened to see it when I was discussing business at Four Seasons last time." Zhou Jiyun was a little dazed. It was a big shock to him to go through it all over again. Sometimes, some memories made Zhou Jiyun feel a little confused. Fortunately, he could still remember what he had experienced before the wedding.

"Then I just made up a few random sentences, and I didn't expect that they would come true." Zhou Jiyun said half-truthfully. There were some things he didn't want Xie Jing to know, so he could only find excuses to get away with it.

Because in his previous life, he and Xie Jing had carried too much, too heavy a burden in their marriage. Now he didn't want Xie Jing to know, and only wanted to bear all of this by himself. It was enough for Xie Jing to be happy by his side.

Xie Jing also thought Zhou Jiyun was just lucky: "Then what you made up is indeed quite close to the truth. So we live in the old house today and go back to the city tomorrow?"

"Yes, it's just right that you can move your things from Xie's house to the city tomorrow. There's a cloakroom and a music room in the city. You can play the piano, write lyrics, and compose music there without worrying about disturbing the neighbors."

Xie Jing was genuinely surprised this time: "There's a piano room? I thought..."

"Since this is your major, I naturally want to create a comfortable working environment for you." Zhou Jiyun said with a smile: "After setting our wedding date, we started renovating the piano room at home, and now it is in the final stage."

He was now particularly glad that he was a decent man. Even though the original intention of the marriage was because the Xie family was weak and easy to be manipulated, he had never intended to treat Xie Jing harshly.

At that time, he thought that the two of them would live under the same roof and not interfere with each other, so he provided Xie Jing with all the necessary facilities.

Therefore, he also equipped Xie Jing with a piano room at home. Perhaps it was because of this reason that Xie Jing had a good initial impression of him and was willing to work on her marriage with him?

Now that he was back, the renovation of the piano room was finished, and there was nothing he could do to fix it. But he did have other options, such as collecting more musical instruments and sheet music for Xie Jing.

For example, her favorite traditional Chinese instruments such as the guqin, pipa, guzheng, erhu, etc. In addition to worrying about the wedding, Zhou Jiyun has spent half of his attention on these two days.

Western musical instruments like pianos and violins can be purchased easily. However, collecting high-quality traditional Chinese musical instruments often requires more effort, professional connections, and connections.

"The piano room has a large bay window, which provides good lighting. In the winter, I can sit by the bay window, bask in the sun... and listen to music..."

Xie Jing couldn't wait to go to the piano room after hearing Zhou Jiyun's description. She didn't have a piano room at Xie's house. She usually practiced at school or in a familiar recording studio.

She usually played the piano at home, and Liu Limin would come over every few seconds to complain that she was disturbing others. Later, Xie Jing stopped thinking about it. She usually left home early and came back late on weekdays. For her, home was just a place to rest.

"I really want to see him sooner," Xie Jing sighed, thinking that if she went downtown and then returned to the old house, she would be late for dinner. But Xie Jing felt like she had a few little mice in her heart, and she couldn't find peace.

Zhou Jiyun noticed Xie Jing's rare eagerness, and he seemed to ponder: "It's not that I can't show you now..."

He was deliberately setting the bait, and Xie Jing took it. She stared at Zhou Jiyun and asked, "What are the conditions?"

As long as it's not too excessive, she will basically agree.

Zhou Jiyun held his phone and said, "The conditions are very simple. You can definitely do it. I don't want to sleep in separate beds."

Xie Jing's face flushed red. She glanced around and then whispered, trying to hide her guilt, "Why are you saying this in public? It's such a bad influence!"

"What bad influence can it have?" Zhou Jiyun laughed. He pinched Xie Jing's pink cheeks and said, "Even if everyone heard it, they would just envy us for just getting married."

"You haven't said whether you agree or not."

Xie Jing only now realized that he had just mentioned the piano room on purpose, just to pave the way for them to sleep together in the city. The old fox spat inwardly with hatred, and Xie Jing was reluctant to give in. "I'm not that anxious. Anyway, I'll be able to see it when I go back tomorrow."

"Are you sure you'll take me?" Zhou Jiyun simply held Xie Jing's face with both hands, and even rested his forehead against Xie Jing's forehead: "Do you agree?"

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