Why is the person in front of you still indifferent?

Shouldn't he have a huge heart and liver pain, and he bleeds in seven holes, kneeling in front of her to win her mercy, just like three hundred years ago?

Why? Why?

The scene three hundred years ago did not repeat. He stood by the door, looking at her with a complicated expression, but his face was clean and open eyes, as if the story in the sound of the piano did not have any connection with him?

The heaven is unfair. She was reborn with the scarred memory and met him, but he had long forgotten the sins of his previous life and became a passerby.

Zhou Zhaolun, after you reincarnate, can you let the sins you committed disappear and thus keep yourself clean?

How can such a cheap thing be in the world?

If there is no need to repay the revenge, why would she, the witch who died in vain, be reborn?

"Young Master Chu, it's like you are here, so I can find it easy."

Jiao Sheng's voice broke the treacherous atmosphere.

Chu Changqin came back to his senses, Jiao Sheng walked in happily and said, "My Aying likes your piano. Can you lend her a play? It is best to give it to us. My Aying is the savior of my father-in-law. Mr. Chu must not refuse this small request, right?"

"I'm sorry, I can't handle this request." Chu Changqin said quietly.

Jiao Sheng was stunned: "Young Master Chu..."

Jiao Sheng had already seen Shu Hun on the ground and the green silk tung with broken strings. He walked over in surprise and squatted to Shu Hun, "A Ying, when did you break Mr. Chu's piano?"

Shu Qian reached out and wrote in Jiao Sheng's palm: "It's not the benefactor."

"I understand," Jiao Sheng nodded and turned to Chu Changqin and said, "Mr. Chu, I was wrong just now. My Aying said that although she cured her father-in-law's head disease, you also paid her medical treatment, so she is not the benefactor of her father-in-law. Since she is not a benefactor, there is no reason to ask Mr. Chu to deliver the piano. Why not sell it to us? We are willing to pay for it because Aying can play the piano, so Aying needs a piano."

Chu Changqin said: "Miss Yin is a good piano. I can give you another piano, but this piano is not good."

"Why?" Jiao Sheng was puzzled. Is there any difference between a qin and a qin?

Chu Changqin looked at Shu Han. The girl was sitting quietly all the time, with a deep face, and she protected Baoqin with her hands as if she was protecting her own relatives.

Chu Changqin said: "Although the zither that Niangzi played just now is sincere, sensational and tear-jerking, it can be seen that Niangzi is a master of piano, but it is not the one who is destined to be the one who is destined to be the one who is destined to be the one who is destined to be the one who is destined to be able to play "Narcissus Fuck"!"

""Narcissus Fuck"? This song is so familiar," Jiao Sheng touched his head and muttered strangely, and suddenly realized, "Isn't this the song that Mr. Gu said? "Narcissus Fuck", someone who is destined to be, is this piano... not right? Shouldn't this piano be in the piano store in Shanlan?"

Before Jiao Sheng could finish speaking, a series of notes had already sounded in his ears.

It seemed like the sea was surging, as if the mountains and forests were silent, and the East China Sea suddenly appeared in front of me, and the Cangshan Mountains were far away...

Jiao Sheng had a psychedelic look on his face and murmured: "I... Why do I seem to see the sea... and the mountains... so beautiful..." He tilted his head to Shu Chu's shoulder and fell asleep.

Chu Changqin looked at the girl playing the piano on the ground in shock. Although the music paused at times, it was because of a broken string, but he knew clearly that this was Yu Boya's "Narcissus Fuck"!

Not bad, yes, it’s true, it’s like a fake one!

Chu Changqin was so excited that he seemed to be surging with his blood. This woman could play "Narcissus Fuck"!

Immediately, a thought popped up in his mind: Why did this woman play this song?

"Why are you?" The excited prince asked eagerly a few steps forward. The sound of the piano stopped. The woman on the ground looked up at him silently, without a word of response, only the hatred in her eyes.

The hatred had filled his eyes, as if it could turn into a million sharp arrows, shooting him into a hedgehog at any time.

No, he has shot into a hedgehog.

This feeling made Chu Changqin shudder and shudder.

Does he have a grudge against this woman?

Ask yourself, the conscience of heaven and earth, where did he and this girl meet for the first time!

Could this woman be a loyal orphan who died because of his Chu family?
Chapter completed!