Chapter 215 Just a little jealous, but able to endure
Jiang Xingyao and Jin Qingyu soon sat down in a restaurant.
The meal wasn't very enjoyable, or rather, it was a bit awkward.
The restaurant was chosen randomly, a Western restaurant, but since one of his hands was in a cast, he could only cut steak with one hand now, which looked comical and clumsy.
At this moment, he didn't try to get Jiang Xingyao's help with sweet talk; he just kept doing his own thing. Jiang Xingyao could hear the sizzling sound of the knife scraping against the plate from time to time, which sounded extremely sharp and grating.
Jiang Xingyao would occasionally glance up in his direction. She saw that he had spent most of his time trying but still couldn't cut the steak on the plate. As if sensing Jiang Xingyao's gaze, he first threw the knife aside.
Jiang Xingyao could also sense the irritation between his brows. She reached out and pushed the plate of steak she had cut in front of her over to Jin Qingyu, taking his plate instead, and muttered softly, "Jin Qingyu, when did you become so rule-abiding?"
Jin Qingyu looked up at Jiang Xingyao, his eyes still filled with doubt. Jiang Xingyao then said, "I thought you should ask the waiter for chopsticks."
After all, he was someone who didn't play by the rules, so Jiang Xingyao wasn't surprised by whatever he did.
Jin Qingyu said, "I don't care if I'm like this, because you're still here."
"What?"
“It’s a public place, I can’t let Yao Yao lose face because of me,” Jin Qingyu explained again.
Jiang Xingyao hadn't expected Jin Qingyu to have such concerns, so she casually pushed her plate towards Jin Qingyu, saying, "You eat this."
"I'll have someone get you another plate," Jin Qingyu said.
“No need.” Jiang Xingyao gracefully cut the steak in front of her with the knife following the mark left by Jin Qingyu. She said, “After all, your hand was injured because of me. I’m not an unreasonable person. If you need anything, just call me.”
She meant that if Jin Qingyu was unable to attend the meal, he could simply ask her for help.
Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, can you play the piano for me again?"
Jiang Xingyao's brows furrowed slightly as some unpleasant memories resurfaced in her mind. Her previously calm expression suddenly turned turbulent, and even when she looked at Jin Qingyu again, her eyes were filled with wariness: "What are you planning to do now?"
"I want to hear your song 'Against the Current'." Jin Qingyu ignored Jiang Xingyao's resistance and directly requested the song himself.
Jiang Xingyao's wariness lessened a little, and she asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to hear the zither?"
“Just consider it as me wanting to understand you a little,” Jin Qingyu said.
A piece that has already won an award and is widely circulated online will naturally not cause a second plagiarism controversy. Jiang Xingyao has nothing to hide and said, "Okay, I'll find a place to play it for you after dinner, just this once."
Consider it an expression of gratitude for his saving my life.
Jin Qingyu readily agreed, and after dinner, Jiang Xingyao took Jin Qingyu to a nearby music store.
Now, when she plays that piece again, her state of mind is much calmer, and the melody sounds much gentler, lacking the surging, aggressive spirit it had when it was first created.
Jin Qingyu frowned slightly; he noticed the subtle difference in Jiang Xingyao's melody.
Ever since he learned that Jiang Xingyao was Qu Weiyi, he downloaded all the songs written by Qu Weiyi on the market and played them on repeat from time to time.
After Jiang Xingyao left, he took many music lessons. Although he didn't understand music very well, he could at least hear some of the emotions hidden in the pieces.
His phone was always on recording mode. This was a piece that Yao Yao played just for him, so it was naturally much more meaningful than those circulating online. Naturally, he wanted to record it and treasure it.
Throughout the entire process, Jin Qingyu's gaze never left Jiang Xingyao. There was a faint light outside the window, which shone into the music store through the glass window and fell on Jiang Xingyao's shoulders, giving her a thin layer of golden light.
She was elegant, wearing a somewhat heavy woolen coat, but it did not diminish her otherworldly beauty. Jin Qingyu's heart seemed to beat in sync with the music flowing from her fingertips.
Even now, it seems as if he can see her again, the proud, noble princess sitting in the banquet hall, surrounded by admirers. Her presence is so striking that it seems to eclipse him.
Even now, the music attracted a lot of onlookers. Jin Qingyu could hear people praising Jiang Xingyao from time to time. She sat in the light, living in the praise, still looking the most proud and glamorous. He couldn't help but want to attract her attention and occupy all her vision.
Or perhaps you could bring her into your own territory, carefully collect and protect her, just like before.
However, this idea was quickly suppressed by Jin Qingyu himself.
He knew very well that Yaoyao could no longer be his precious jewel alone.
His almost manic possessiveness had to be suppressed at this time.
After the piece was finished, the surrounding praise grew even louder. The once quiet music store was now packed with people, and some even offered to buy the piano that Jiang Xingyao used.
They didn't know Jiang Xingyao, but the sound of the zither couldn't lie. Anyone who knew a little about music could tell that Jiang Xingyao was highly skilled, and even the zithers she used were highly praised.
The boss was overjoyed and stopped Jiang Xingyao: "Miss, would you be interested in working at our music store?"
You don't need to do anything else, just come and play two pieces every day, at your own pace. As for the payment…”
"I'm sorry, I'm leaving Hong Kong soon, so I can only decline your kind offer." Jiang Xingyao refused directly.
The shop owner looked regretful, but still said, "That's a real pity. It's just that our shop and you weren't meant to be. When you come to Hong Kong again, you might want to consider it. My door will always be open for you."
Jiang Xingyao exchanged a few more polite words before calling Jin Qingyu to leave the music store.
Jin Qingyu's gaze was deep. After leaving the music store, his eyes kept lingering on Jiang Xingyao, but he didn't speak.
His unusual behavior made Jiang Xingyao feel a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Xingyao asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, I regret it. I shouldn't have let you come and play the piano."
"You have no idea how jealous I was of those people at the music store just now?"
His voice was deep, and he stood in front of Jiang Xingyao, bending down to look at her. His eyes were filled with possessiveness.
Jiang Xingyao was a little confused: "What's wrong with you now?"
Jin Qingyu said, "It was Yao Yao who agreed to my conditions, and this piece was played for me alone, yet they all benefited from it. Do you think I should be jealous?"
That possessiveness was like a surging tide, almost drowning Jiang Xingyao.
Jin Qingyu was too close, his breath occasionally brushing against Jiang Xingyao's face. The warmth on her skin was quickly dissipated by the cool breeze, leaving a chill that made the pores on Jiang Xingyao's back feel cold. She asked, "Jin Qingyu, what are you planning to do now?"
The worry and wariness in those eyes were like countless thorns, piercing Jin Qingyu and reminding him that his Yaoyao was afraid of him.
Jin Qingyu took a step back: "I can't do anything, I'm just a little jealous. Let's go, Yao Yao, I'll go with you to get your phone."
Jiang Xingyao was still somewhat skeptical, but Jin Qingyu seemed to have truly learned how to be a gentleman. When the two walked on the street, he always kept a distance from Jiang Xingyao. Apart from their inseparable gazes that were impossible to ignore, he did not overstep any boundaries.
The phone has been repaired. Jiang Xingyao checked it over and found that none of the important documents inside were missing.
After leaving the mobile phone store, Jin Qingyu contacted his assistant, Xu, to come and drive. Jiang Xingyao was taken back to her hotel by them. During this time, Jin Qingyu still did not overstep his bounds, and did not even ask for her phone number.
He's so well-behaved now that Jiang Xingyao feels a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened the next day, and Jiang Xingyao and Madam Rongyue made it to the airport without incident. When they came out, Jin Qingyu and Assistant Xu were already waiting at the door. They had gone to the airport in Jin Qingyu's car.
Everything was unusually calm, without any abnormalities. Even after she was on the plane, Jiang Xingyao still found it a bit unbelievable.
Jin Qingyu actually did nothing and just let her go, even after he was injured once again while saving her.
Only after watching Jiang Xingyao's plane take off did Jin Qingyu leave the airport with his assistant, Xu.
Assistant Xu was also a little surprised: "Mr. Jin, you're just letting your wife go like that?"
“Xu Wei, I love her,” Jin Qingyu said.
Assistant Xu was a little confused: "I remember, you love your wife, so why did you let her go?"
"To love a bird is not to break its wings and confine it to your side, but to let it fly into the blue sky and let it chase the wind it loves."
Didn't you hear? That competition is her dream; she should go.
"I can wait until she achieves her dream, then I'll go find her," Jin Qingyu said.
He was explaining to Assistant Xu, but his uninjured hand clenched tighter and tighter, the veins on the back of his hand silently protruding; he wasn't as magnanimous as he appeared.
Assistant Xu was still incredulous at Jin Qingyu's change in attitude. He remembered that his wife was the most expensive piece of jewelry in President Jin's collection. She was usually careful to hide it and would only show it off on special occasions.
Even if he didn't say "I love you" back then, he was quite possessive of his wife, but now...
He actually chose to fulfill his wife's dream.
Assistant Xu couldn't tell whether this was good or bad. After all, could the dragon's carefully hidden possessiveness be successfully buried for a lifetime, or would it turn into a raging fire that hurts both himself and others?
Assistant Xu followed Jin Qingyu slowly to the car. Before he could even open the door, he was stopped by someone who said in a businesslike tone, "Young Master Jin, please come with me. Our CEO Qu wants to see you."
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