Cristino's eyes were cold, his fingertips holding a black chess piece, staring at the chessboard like a cold-blooded serpent king.
He placed it down gently.
"Good," he said, in a very good mood.
Hearing her elder brother's words, Du Ruoxin also breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll wait for you."
After ending the call, she went to find Grace. Seeing her friend immersed in the beautiful world of music, she didn't go forward to disturb her.
She quietly exited the room and returned to her daughter's side.
Grace played a piece called "The Calling." The music was ethereal, majestic, and grand, as if transporting people to a desolate realm, to the peak of a mountain.
It conveyed the passion beneath youth, the unbridled and fearless expression of life.
Those who passed by were all drawn by the beautiful music, stopping one after another to listen and feel.
Qin Yunxi came out of the KTV to take a call. When he finished handling his business and hung up, he also heard the music.
Who is it?
Not bad at playing.
Because the melody was so close, as if it were lingering by his ear, Qin Yunxi walked towards the sliding door about two meters behind him.
Through the white glass, he saw the woman sitting on the leather sofa stool at a glance.
Qin Yunxi's pupils dilated in surprise—that ugly woman Grace could play the double-row keyboard?
Especially as the sunlight streamed through the window gaps and fell upon her, illuminating her firm, bronze-like arm muscles and leg muscles, making them so dazzling, so brilliant.
Just looking at her back, she was heroic and spirited, passionate and unrestrained.
She—
Possessed an ultimate charm that attracted him.
Especially when the sunlight haloed her, as if a layer of mysterious golden light diffused around her.
Qin Yunxi couldn't help but step into the piano room and approach the woman from behind.
Grace finished playing and was still immersed in a tragic, desolate virtual world, unable to extricate herself for a long time.
Suddenly, she felt a hot breath near her ear.
"Ah—"
Startled, she stumbled and recoiled.
Qin Yunxi quickly encircled her slender waist, preventing her from falling.
"You play well," he praised.
Hmm, her figure is also good, his hand could just grip it, it was his size.
And this chest—
Because they were so close, almost zero distance for intimate contact, Qin Yunxi could also measure her size.
B+.
It was the size he liked.
Not too big, not too small, perfectly so.
"Ah!!!"
"Ah ah ah!!!"
The enlarged features before her filled Grace with terror—Qin the Scum!
"Get lost!"
"Qin Yunxi, let me go!"
Don't touch her, she's allergic! Severely allergic!
Terrified screams, comparable to a hundred-level kill effect, rang in their ears. Qin Yunxi frowned, his heart sinking like a stone, "No."
Why did she react like this every time she saw him?
He was clearly loved by everyone, admired by flowers, and caused cars to blow their tires, his appearance was against the heavens, okay!
This dead woman has no appreciation ability at all!
Never having been so despised, the proud Mr. Qin's self-esteem was hit by ten thousand points. As if out of spite, he pulled her closer to him again.
The two of them were completely without distance.
"Slap—"
A resounding and clear slap followed.
Qin Yunxi did not expect to be hit, and by this dead woman!
In his entire life, having lived so many years, besides his parents, no one had dared to lay a hand on him!
Damn it!
He's tired of living!
Qin Yunxi grabbed Grace's hands and pressed her against the double-row keyboard, glaring angrily and saying, "Grace, listen to me!"
"If I don't pursue you, I'm not Qin Yunxi!"
"If I don't pursue you, I'm not a man!"