CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

"Why did you come here?" Noticing her coming, Yang Xi was a little bit annoyed.

He let go of the keys and turned to look at her expressionlessly.

What is this woman thinking?

Porcelain in the UK.

Fake encounters at school.

Now we have to come to his private music room.

It wasn't intentional to pester him, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

"Can't I just pass by?" Mengyao replied with a guilty conscience.

"Then please go out, I don't like being disturbed by others." Yang Xi blurted out with a cold tone.

She felt cold in her heart, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yang Xi, do you really hate me that much?"

Yang Xi looked into her deep and bewildered eyes.

The words that were originally cruel got stuck in his throat for no reason.

He didn't answer.

Just watching her silently.

Mengyao didn't avoid his gaze, but stared at him.

After a while, she spoke first, breaking the quiet and terrifying atmosphere: "Actually, I wanted to play a piano piece, but I didn't want to see you here."

"You can play the piano?" Yang Xi looked at her with some surprise.

She has a complex personality.

But no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a lady.

I can't imagine.

What kind of picture would it be if she played the piano?

"Of course, do you want to hear it?" She smiled at Yang Xi.

"I'm very happy." Yang Xi stood up and let her sit sideways.

She smiled politely at Yang Xi, and sat on the piano stool.

She reached out and touched the keys of the piano, lost in thought.

In fact, she never learned the piano.

It was just that when Pooh was in kindergarten, she bought a piano for Pooh to practice.

Over time, she will understand it herself.

She reached out and struck a note on the piano.

It's all low keys, and it sounds sad and poignant.

In front of Yang Xi.

She is always cowardly.

At this moment.

She's no different than any teenage girl expecting love.

She looks forward to his approval and praise.

Yang Xi didn't look at her hands playing the piano, but looked at her dark and deep eyes.

do not know why.

Every time he sees her.

There is a feeling of déjà vu.

And that feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

It was so strong that they seemed to be friends for many years.

......

When the last note fell, she looked up at Yang Xi: "How is it?"

"It's great." Yang Xi clapped her hands to encourage her.

"Thank you." She smiled politely and got up to leave.

Yang Xi didn't want to see her.

Her stay here is just to add to the sadness.

It's better to go back to the hotel to rest first, and then make a long-term plan.

But when she was about to leave, Yang Xi stopped her.

"Please wait a moment, Miss Dalt." Yang Xi didn't know why he stopped her, but suddenly he stopped her.

After hesitating for five seconds, she asked Yang Xi expectantly, "Is there anything else?"

Yang Xi paused, but did not answer.

After a long time, he found a reason: "Miss Dalt, the piece you play is very beautiful, can you tell me the name of the piece?"

"The name of the song?" She smiled self-deprecatingly, "I played it randomly, and there is no title."

"Lantan can play so fascinatingly, Miss Dalt's musical talent is very high." Yang Xi admired it sincerely.

"No, it's just because I'm a person with a story." She smiled bitterly, and her eyes shifted to the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Really?" Yang Xi replied in a dark voice, with unprecedented complex emotions growing in her heart.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, would you like to hear the story behind this piece?" She smiled at Yang Xi pretending to be calm.

"If you are willing to share." Yang Xi sat on the rattan lounge chair next to the piano, staring at her lightly.

......

She stared at the front and replied with a blurred gaze: "This piece is to commemorate my lost lover. When the love is deep, it will naturally be played beautifully."

A few words.

God knows how hard it took her to say it.

Is not it.

Yang Xi had already forgotten about her.

What's the difference between that and being dead?

no difference.

It hurt her even more than dying.

......

"..." Yang Xi remained silent, looking at her quietly, as if wanting to hear more about her.

It's a pity that she doesn't want to talk anymore.

She was afraid to say more.

Yang Xi would then notice that the him she said was him.

That would do her no good.

She wanted Yang Xi to remember her,

Instead of asking Yang Xi to know their past and then hold a skeptical attitude.

......

"Mr. Yang, I'm leaving first." She smiled faintly at Yang Xi, got up and walked towards the stairs without turning her head.

The retro and luxurious chandelier in the music room reflected on her lavender dress through the crystal, making it look so sad and sad.

Yang Xi watched her leave with complicated emotions.

along the way.

She was all absent-minded.

The melancholy mood made her lose her mind, her whole body was in a state of confusion, and her mind went blank.

I don't even know that I accidentally stepped on the wrong stairs.

"Oh." She suddenly felt a pain in her calf.

By the time she realized it, she had already fallen to the ground.

damn it!

She lifted her skirt and looked at her injured calf.

She saw that there was a bruise on her originally fair skin, which seemed to be seriously injured.

Really bad luck.

In England she pretended to be a limp.

Can't believe it's really gone now.

What a comeuppance.

......

"Miss Dalter?" Yang Xi didn't know when he came to her side, and at the moment he was looking down at her, handing her a hand, trying to help her up.

"Hehe." She smiled awkwardly, took Yang Xi's hand and stood up with strength.

She had thought it was over.

Who knew that after she stood up, she suddenly felt a pain in her calf, and she fell limply into Yang Xi's arms.

Yang Xi's whole body froze. He wanted to push her away, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

do not know why.

He didn't even want to push her away.

The sharp pain in her leg made her face turn pale, so she had no time to care about Yang Xi's psychological changes.

She pushed Yang Xi away by herself, and sat on the steps of the stairs to rest.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Xi sat next to her and turned to look at her with a frown.

"You fall down and see if it hurts!" She glared at Yang Xi angrily.

Yang Xi moved his lips with a smile that was not a smile, and his tone was a bit teasing: "It's because you don't look at the road, can you blame me?"

"I don't look at the road because I saw you, so I don't look at the road!"

"Miss Dart, you are already married, why do you still love to be infatuated with other men?"

"Yang Xi, don't go too far!" She gave Yang Xi a fierce look.

"I'm sorry, Miss Dalt." Yang Xi sincerely apologized to her.

"It's still interesting for you." She was relieved.

"In order not to continue to anger you, I left first, Miss Dalt." After Yang Xi finished speaking, she made a gesture of getting up and leaving.

"Yang Xi! How can I go home when you're gone!" She quickly grabbed his hand, not letting him go.

"Miss Dalt, didn't you let me go?" Yang Xiluo looked at her with satisfaction.

"My God! Yang Xi, do you have such a gentleman's demeanor! How dare you fight with a lady like a naughty child?" She looked at Yang Xi in disbelief.

"Are you a lady? Miss Dart, as far as I know, one woman of yours beats hundreds of men!" Yang Xi insisted.

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