Prologue.

He is not an ordinary person," Meng Xun lowered his voice and said to me, "When he used to be in the underworld, no one dared to stop him from taking anyone's life, let alone a woman! As long as he sets his sights on a woman, whether she is a celebrity or a model... no one dares to say 'no'."

He caught my hand and pressed it over my head, then pressed me down and kissed my lips fiercely. As our lips and tongues intertwined, our bodies also entangled passionately, arousing each other's strong desires.

I looked at him affectionately, just like my first time, every time...

I still smiled sweetly, reaching behind to pull down the zipper of my evening gown. The thin black dress slid down my smooth and fair skin.

As for me, I do not know how to play the instrument...

You want me? It's up to you, I don't care...

After rejecting Meng Xun for the Nth time, I was about to leave when a waiter approached me and discreetly glanced at the male lead next to me. He awkwardly handed me a check and stuttered, "A gentleman said... after the party, he would like to invite you for a late-night snack..."

He had almost no expression, only a faint smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth when he took the ten dollars and the check.

He looked at me, his charming face blushing with excitement, even the usually deep eyes were stained with the stunning beauty of amaryllis.

We can never go back between us anymore...

I can bring you joy and satisfaction just like a piano...

Qianqian! This kind of joke should not be made lightly, especially with him!

I reckon my words were too blunt, which not only stunned the waiter but also shocked Meng Xun, who is always composed in dealing with various situations.

Can you give me a chance, please?

Perhaps he will never realize: I have been using the piano to forget the past happiness!

I felt his relaxed muscles suddenly tense up, which made my smile even wider.

I haven't had a chance to observe if anyone around us has been scared to the point of having a heart attack. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the magnificent hall...

Aside from a few essential and cool bodyguards by his side, there are also several seemingly glamorous men gathered together whispering and appearing to be betting based on their expressions.

In the narrow space, only the two of us were left with rapid breathing.

Originally, it was just because he was not by my side!

Within a few seconds, I found him still elegant on the corner sofa.

His driver, upon seeing this situation, immediately pressed a button, and the front and back of the car were separated by a black curtain.

No one knows better than me!

Meng Xun gentlemanly took my hand and planted a kiss on the back of it, saying, "Thank you for your music! It's so beautiful, just like the sound of the piano and people..."

I lay on the extremely uncomfortable seat with no hope, and forced a bitter smile.

It is said that a woman is like a piano. When played by a master, it will produce a masterpiece.

I withdrew my hand with a smile and politely apologized to him, "I'm sorry, please tell Lucia for me that I have to leave for something."

He suddenly hugged my waist tightly, firmly holding me in his arms in a domineering manner, and whispered in my ear, "I am also..."

I looked around in shock, eagerly searching for the figure in my memory!

In short, people often say to me, "You don't need to play the piano at all, just sitting by the piano is enough to touch people's hearts like Mozart's music..."

I also feel that it's not very funny, so I unconsciously pulled my hand out of Meng Xun's grip.

Han Zhuochen just pushed me into the car, immediately sat in and pushed me down onto the back seat of the sedan, pressing his body against me.

When I embraced him, I could clearly feel the stiffness of his muscles. In a moment of impulse, I gently kissed his cheeks twice and whispered in his ear with a voice loud enough for nearby people to hear, "I miss you... Dad!"

All strength is undermined in his intense thrusts.

Those people were all looking at me with curiosity on their faces, eagerly awaiting my reaction. Only Han Zhuochen lowered his gaze and looked at the red wine glass in his hand, seemingly completely indifferent to my answer!

After the kiss, he released my hand, lifted my long skirt, pulled down my stockings and underwear, then bent my legs...

When encountering an ordinary person, at the very least, they can play a popular song.

Those who can go back, probably only have memories...

"It's been two years, and you still look so young!" I sweetly smiled at him and opened my arms, embracing his graceful neck.

He leaned close to my ear, took a breath, and called my name: "Qianqian...".

I feel a bit suffocated in my chest. No woman dares to say the word "no". I have never seen a man who can be so accomplished as him. It's quite impressive!

"Thank you!" I responded politely with a shallow smile.

If you happen to encounter someone who cannot play the piano, I'm afraid the piece will not be complete...

The waiter walked up to him, timidly holding something in his hands, and said a few words.

It has been two years, and I thought I had learned to be strong, learned to be carefree, learned to let go, and also learned to be tolerant!

Meng Xun saw his reaction and became even more worried. He quickly reached out and stopped me, who was about to return to the hotel, saying: "Qianqian! You have caused a big trouble. He is Han Zhuochen! Do you know who he is?"

Han Zhaochen glanced at him lightly, looked at the hand we were holding, then looked at me, his gaze somewhat sinister and chilling: "This joke is not funny at all!"

What I saw with my last glance was Meng Xun, who was stunned like a wooden chicken.

I unbuttoned his suit button by button, gently touched his waist, and untied his belt. "Anyway... it's not the first or second time, and I don't care..."

Mozart!

I reckon if he knew what would happen next, he would be even more shocked than he is now!

I simply didn't care what Meng Xun wanted to say, I was focused on waiting for Han Zhuochen's reaction, so nervous that I even forgot to breathe.

Without waiting for me to refute, Meng Xun has already pulled me and walked quickly over, politely greeted Han Zhuochen, and arrogantly helped me explain, saying, "Mr. Han, I'm sorry! My friend likes to joke, she wasn't serious, please don't mind!"

Two years have passed, and he has not changed at all. He possesses the grace and beauty of a man in his twenties, the confidence and domineering aura of a man in his thirties, and the restraint and steadiness of a man in his forties. A woman who does not know him would never guess his age, and even I, who has been by his side for eight years, am always puzzled by his age.

Without any preamble, his scorching and stiff desire penetrated into my body without hesitation...

Even if it's just one sentence!

I took the check, wrote down the hotel and room number where I live, then opened my handbag, took out the smallest ten yuan inside, and smiled at the waiter, saying, "Please tell him that I am very interested in him... I really hope he can come to the hotel to accompany me overnight... Thank you!"

I coldly glanced at the check, and my gaze was immediately drawn to it. Not because there were countless zeros on it, but because of the strong and soaring signature: "Han Zhuochen"!

These years, he has switched to legitimate business, but no one dares to provoke him. Even the most powerful boss in the underworld would call him "Brother Chen" when they meet him. If you dare to offend him, you are really ignorant. With his personality, if he finds out that you are playing him, he will definitely torture you until there is nothing left of your bones.

"Hmm..." I smiled and looked at him.

Han Zhuochen pinched my chin, forcing me to face his cold face, his voice chilling to the bone: "Didn't I tell you, don't let me see you again..."

Meng Xun saw that I was silent and thought that I was scared by him, so he hurriedly comforted me, saying, "It's okay, I will help you explain to him. Just apologize to him sincerely, and he shouldn't hold it against you!"

After playing a short piece of Mozart's music, I stood up slowly and bowed to Meng Xun, the protagonist of the party, with a slight smile.

I took a deep breath, letting the air fill my suffocating chest.

Translated Result

Why do you say that if you can't see it, it doesn't exist?! I insist on coming back, I insist on making you see! Don't you hate me? I will make sure you see how well I am doing every day! What can you do to me?

And he whispered in my ear, "What clever way have you thought of this time to kill me?!"

Ah... Hmm... I moaned and groaned as, at the moment when my body was filled to the brim, the long-lost fragility and bitterness came back again.

Being abandoned by him, and abandoned again, I still long for him to say, "I love you!"

Just about to let go of the hand I was holding, to see how shocked the people around me would be.

The composer I admire the most is him, not because his music is moving, but because he can play the nobility and purity of the soul in a life of hardship. His whole life did not receive comfort from others, yet he is willing to use music like nectar to nourish the dryness of others!

The piano has never made me happy.

What do you think?" His fiery gaze swept across my chest, my waist, and my legs half-draped over the car seat....

I know, so what?