Chapter 88 She couldn't treat him as a man
Jiang Zhiyue slept very late yesterday. The housekeeper said that Gu Zhaoye would be back on the early morning flight, but at three o'clock in the morning, he still hadn't returned, so the housekeeper let her go back to rest.
Jiang Zhiyue stayed up late to revise the translation manuscript and went to public school early the next day. She felt a little sleepy, so she bought a cup of coffee from the vending machine and drank it in one gulp. She felt a lot clearer.
Xiao Jingrun did not make an appointment with her, so she took a detour to the Art Building and saw the man's private car parked downstairs. Jiang Zhiyue did not dare to delay and hurried upstairs.
Sunlight shines through the glass windows onto the warm wooden floor. In the gorgeous music room, a classical piano is placed against the wall, and various musical scores are displayed on the instrument display racks on the wall.
The man was dressed very casually, wearing a shirt of unidentifiable brand. The fabric was soft and shiny, and the look was loose and casual.
He picked up a book and started flipping through it. His handsome features illuminated by the sunlight caught Jiang Zhiyue's eyes.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the Art Building was very quiet, and any movement could be heard clearly.
Before Jiang Zhiyue could say anything, Xiao Jingrun raised his eyes and saw her.
"You're here." He put down the book in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes revealed a barely perceptible tenderness.
Jiang Zhiyue was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and hurried over. "Sorry, President, I'm late."
"It's okay. I just got here."
Xiao Jingrun closed the sheet music in his hand, put it on the display stand and said, "Have you ever heard of Stahl's "The Seagull"? "
Jiang Zhiyue nodded, "I've heard it. It's called the second movement of the First Piano Concerto. It's very impressive."
"President, this is the document you gave me last night." She handed over yesterday's translation.
Xiao Jingrun noticed the bruises under the girl's eyes, but unexpectedly, he didn't care about the translation and put it aside.
He sat on the soft chair and patted the seat next to him, "Can you play the piano?"
Jiang Zhiyue was stunned for a moment and wanted to say no, but Xiao Jingrun looked into her eyes, and a thin arc appeared at the end of his eyes. "I heard that you often teach children to play the piano in the orphanage. Play a song that you are familiar with and let me hear it."
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't guess what the man was thinking and glanced at the translation.
"That's not important, is it?" Xiao Jingrun couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and his voice was like a warm spring breeze, gentle and kind.
"Strictly speaking, everything about this public school can be decided by us, including the students who graduate from here. There are too many things in the world that are decided by us."
"Student Jiang Zhiyue, do you still have any reason to reject me?"
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but think of the first time she saw Xiao Jingrun in the piano room. The girl confessed to him with a blushing face, and he smiled gently. The next second, he waited for the girl to leave and threw the love letter into the trash can.
Xiao Jingrun has always been gentle and approachable, which makes it easy for people to overlook his true nature. It’s just that people like him will not easily show their true side to others.
"I am familiar with many pieces of music. What does the president want to hear?" Jiang Zhiyue asked calmly.
"This is good." Xiao Jingrun flipped open the music score and randomly pointed to a song. Jiang Zhiyue put down her backpack and sat in front of the piano. The man was slightly bent over, and she saw a big hand with distinct joints. The man's slender fingertips lightly touched the music score.
Jiang Zhiyue then noticed that Xiao Jingrun suddenly stood up and leaned over from behind, his chest pressed against her back, separated by a thin layer of clothing.
The air around them was quickly getting hot. Jiang Zhiyue was not used to being intimate with strange men, and Gu Zhaoye's hugging and cuddling of her still made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Perhaps it was because Gu Zhaoye's behavior was too childish, she could not regard Gu Zhaoye as a man. Xiao Jingrun was different. He had the absolute power to dominate the fate of the entire Brandenburg nation. She even had a very absurd idea that if she could gain Xiao Jingrun's favor, she might get her freedom faster.
However, Jiang Zhiyue denied this absurd idea the next second. Relying on winning the favor of men to get what she wants is nothing more than going from one fire pit to another. If Xiao Jingrun took it seriously, let alone freedom, she would be a canary for the rest of her life.
The music score turned a page, and Jiang Zhiyue did not play the piece selected by Xiao Jingrun, but chose a piece that Xiao Jingrun was more familiar with.
The girl placed a pair of fair and slender hands on the piano keys. The sound of the piano cut through the quiet air in the piano room like a breeze, or like a stream flowing from the mountains.
The melody, which should have been full of depression and heaviness, gradually broke the dull atmosphere through Jiang Zhiyue's playing.
Her hands jumped lightly on the piano keys, moving quickly. Xiao Jingrun's eyes fell on her hands, her beautiful and slender fingers, and her nails trimmed neatly and roundly. He couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The sound of the piano is determined by one's mood. The girl's piano music exudes a rare tranquility and peace. After Xiao Jingrun listened for a while, the restlessness in his heart inevitably subsided a lot.
He then picked up the translation manuscript beside him, flipped it open and glanced at it. Although he didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiyue still felt the man's vague gaze on her.
"Student Jiang Zhiyue, do you really want freedom?"
".....!" The sound of Jiang Zhiyue pressing the piano keys suddenly became louder.
"Don't be surprised. I saw you in the exhibition hall that time and accidentally heard your conversation with the children. I was very impressed." Xiao Jingrun smiled and said, "I chose you for the welcome party because of what happened that day. I couldn't help but pay attention to you."
"I know that it was Liansheng who arranged for you to stay in the exhibition hall that day. He is still as naive as he was when he was little. You are not the first special student he has found to get close to me."
"But I feel like there's something special about you."
She is different from those special recruits. Although she is at the bottom of society, has her own calculations and little thoughts, and is sometimes even timid and wants to be a coward and hide herself, she also has impressive self-confidence. No matter what difficulties are placed in front of her, she can handle them with ease and calmly.
It is precisely because of this seemingly contradictory trait that Xiao Jingrun noticed Jiang Zhiyue and provided her with some opportunities, but Xiao Jingrun knew clearly that their relationship was limited to this.
"Liansheng, I finally found an interesting person this time..."
But... he naively thought that if he let a special recruit come into contact with him, he would fall in love with her, thus ruining his reputation and pulling him off the altar.
Is that self-righteous guy really so confident that the game will go according to his script?
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