Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

The moonlight outside the window comes in and casts light and shadow on his handsome and extraordinary face. What comes out with the sound of the piano is a touching and mature man's sadness and feelings, which are as continuous as silk.

Everything around is quiet, for this handsome and elegant man, for this flowing music. Jiang Shiyu listened attentively to the song. When the first note was struck, her heart could not help shaking. Every collision between his fingertips and the keys seemed to carve a deep impression on her heart. How could she not remember this song? On his 19th birthday, he played the song "the mark of rain" for her for the first time.

With the sound of the piano, there are too many memories of the past, sour and sweet, joys and sorrows, love and hate intertwined. When she was young, she was listening to the music played by her favorite man under the window with a smile. In her eyes, the only thing she thought was a couple all her life. How could she think that she and he would be in such a situation today?

After playing a piece of music, it seems that people in the room are still immersed in the music. The sound of the piano is elegant, but the sadness and emotion contained in it can move people's hearts.

After playing the song of Qi ao Zhi, he didn't move. A pair of dark pupils passed through the crowd and looked at Jiang Shiyu for a moment. However, Meng Yuqi's face looked so gloomy that smart people had seen the clue. Everyone guessed in their hearts, is it between Qi Aozhi and President Meng's wife

Jiang Shiyu didn't avoid Qi Aozhi's direct eyes. She was also separated from the crowd and met his eyes in the air. Her heart was a little tense. She had thought many times about how he would appear at the dinner and how he would declare war on Meng Yuqi. But I never thought that he played a piece of music with four or two strokes. At this moment, silence is better than sound.

In the next second, Qi Aozhi slowly stood up from the piano stool, and then walked step by step in the direction where she and Meng Yuqi stood. His posture of jade tree facing the wind, stepping on the moonlight, the night wind blowing a few wisps of uninhibited short hair in front of his forehead, added a unique charm to him.

Finally, he came near. This time, he didn't look at Jiang Shiyu, but looked directly at Meng Yuqi. He stood at a place less than 50 cm away from Meng Yuqi. His thin lips slowly lifted up, and his voice was not loud, but it was enough for Meng Yuqi to hear clearly: "I love Shi Yu, and I won't let her suffer any harm."

Meng Yuqi's face suddenly changed color. He never dreamed that Qi Aozhi would dare to say such words on such an occasion.

His voice is like a knife: "Qi Aozhi, what do you want to do? What qualifications do you have to tell me? "

Qi ao's cold smile, with the resolute: "when you hold other women, have you ever thought, what qualifications do you have to have such a beautiful woman as Shi Yu?"

Meng Yuqi almost wanted to attack on the spot, but because of his own identity and occasion, he forbeared and just spat out a few words from his teeth: "Qi Aozhi, very good, you wait and see."

After that, he grabbed Shiyu's hand and pulled her to the terrace. Shi Yu turned back in a hurry, with sadness and helplessness in her eyes.

Qi Aozhi's heart is one Lin, for fear of poetry rain be hurt, he quickly walked a few steps, followed them to the terrace. All of you in the field are not sure what the situation is. Qi Aozhi and Meng Yuqi didn't hear what they said, but everyone felt that things were very strange, but it was not convenient for discussion and speculation.