Lin Zhenzhen didn't turn on the lights, and even slowed down her steps as she went in.
She opened the piano lid and tried pressing a few keys in the bass section.
A long, monotone melody slowly rose with her movements.
Although this piano has been idle for who knows how long and has never been tuned, it's still usable for now.
Lin Zhenzhen turned her head and waved to Yu Jiamu.
No response.
He waved again.
He stood by the door, as if welded to the door frame, unwilling to move an inch.
Lin Zhenzhen stopped worrying. She closed her eyes, raised her right hand, and gently placed it on the piano keys.
Slender fingers flew across the black and white piano keys.
She was playing the original owner's favorite piece, and because she had played it so many times, the score was deeply etched into her mind.
A tranquil and gentle melody flows slowly.
The vibrating strings stirred up the dust that clung to them. The dust particles floated in the air like little sprites.
The moonlight streaming through the window shone on Lin Zhenzhen, like a layer of holy, soft light gently enveloping her.
At this moment, she was so gentle that she didn't seem real, but rather like a plaster statue bathed in the night.
Pure and beautiful, untouched by any darkness.
As the music progresses into the middle section, the emotions build, gradually becoming more intense and uplifting.
Lin Zhenzhen looked up and noticed the crystal photo frame next to the piano.
In the photo, a beautiful woman is sitting on the lawn holding a boy, and both of them are smiling broadly at the camera.
Behind them was a boy who looked quite young.
He looked dejected, staring blankly in the direction of the two.
He is a passerby in this photo, but he is also a member of this family.
The younger boy was Yu Jiamu.
The crystal photo frame was slammed onto the table by an external force.
Lin Zhenzhen then realized that Yu Jiamu had entered the room at some point.
He was backlit, his entire body hidden in darkness, his expression obscured, except for his strikingly beautiful peach blossom eyes.
The piano music stopped abruptly.
A cold, mocking voice rang out from outside the door.
"How could you bear to interrupt such beautiful music, little brother?"
Lin Zhenzhen turned her head and saw Yu Jiaheng standing outside the door frame.
There was a woman standing next to him. When their eyes met, she smiled and covered her mouth.
"Oh dear, are we being annoying? I'm leaving quietly. It's not good to disturb young people's love."
The woman's beautiful eyes sparkled as she darted between the two men.
Yu Jiamu turned his body slightly to the side, his tone languid.
"Third sister-in-law, please forgive me. My relationship with that girl is completely innocent, nothing happened between us."
"Don't pretend with me." The woman, referred to as "Third Sister-in-law," swayed her hips as she entered the room.
By the moonlight, Lin Zhenzhen could see her appearance more clearly.
This is a woman of great charm, unlike Lin Zhenzhen's delicate and aloof demeanor.
Her beauty has only become more captivating and enchanting with the passage of time.
"Don't I know who you are, Yu Jiamu?" The woman spoke to Yu Jiamu, but her gaze remained fixed on Lin Zhenzhen.
"After your mother passed away, you vowed never to set foot in this room again, even if it meant death. If it weren't for this little girl, how could you have..."
Yu Jiamu interrupted her.
"Third sister-in-law, your makeup is ruined."
"Ah!" The woman quickly pulled out her phone to check, "Where did the money go?"
"It might be too dark; I must have misjudged." Yu Jiamu said without changing his expression. "By the way, are you here to see me?"
"Who's looking for you? They just felt stuffy inside and came out for some fresh air."
The woman's eyes fell on Lin Zhenzhen again, and after looking her over, she exclaimed, "Wow, what a pretty girl!"
A dull thud suddenly came from the horizon, like wood striking metal.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds.
Yu Jiaheng straightened up: "It's time, we should go in."
The woman followed behind Yu Jiaheng, and after taking a few steps, she turned around and winked at Lin Zhenzhen.
"Come on, little beauty, this is really interesting."
His tone was like coaxing a child.
Lin Zhenzhen looked up at Yu Jiamu.
He gazed ahead, revealing only a resolute and sharp profile.
After a moment, he said in a low voice, "Let's follow them first."
The first-floor restaurant features a huge oval table.
The Yu family is large and prosperous, and the old man Yu likes a lively atmosphere, so in order to fulfill his wish that the whole family could eat at the same table.
So, years ago, a solid wood furniture company in City A specially customized this dining table for him.
However, later the child had a grandson, and the grandson had a child.
This table isn't big enough either.
But the media outside are coming up with some new tricks.
They determine which lineage has the most descendants eating at this table.
To determine who in the Yu family is more in line with the old man's wishes and is more likely to become the new head of the Yu family.
Now, thanks to the Chen family, Lin Zhenzhen can also have a place at this dining table.
She sat down next to Chen Xinji and Chen Tiantian, and as soon as she sat down, she heard someone mention her.
"Uncle Chen, is that your eldest daughter?"
Lin Zhenzhen looked up and saw several young girls sitting diagonally opposite her.
Chen Houwen replied, "By the way, let me introduce you all. This is my ex-wife's daughter, Ling Zhen."
"Sister Lingzhen," the girl immediately called out her name sweetly, "You're so pretty."
Are you dating Brother Jiamu?
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