After Jiang Yuhuai heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Let someone check on Ling Feiyan to see who has been in contact with her recently."
Jiang Dong nodded and said, "Yes, young master."
He paused and then asked, "Master, do you want Jiangxi to..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuhuai interrupted him, "No, she can do whatever she wants. Jiangxi only needs to be responsible for protecting her."
He raised his eyes and said, "I don't want anyone in Tanyuan to spy on her secretly."
Jiang Dong's heart trembled, "Yes."
"Get out."
Jiang Dong lowered his head and then exited the study.
The door was closed immediately.
Jiang Yuhuai tapped his fingertips on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
In the piano room.
Ling Feiyan stood aside respectfully.
Yu Guiwan sat on the piano bench with a few pieces of paper on it.
It was also painted on.
She glanced lightly, then lowered her eyes, and her slender fingers fell on the keys.
The next second, the melodious sound of the piano flowed out of the piano room.
Ling Feiyan was shocked from the first note.
The prelude had just started and I had goosebumps all over my body.
Yu Guiwan seemed to play a piece of music casually.
Her eyes were careless, her wrist raised and lowered slightly.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped.
Ling Feiyan suddenly came back to reality, "Teacher?"
Yu Guiwan reached out and took down the pieces of paper, took out a pen, and wrote on them.
A few strokes were added to the paper that was originally painted on.
Looking at her modifications, Ling Feiyan's eyebrows skipped a beat.
To this day, she is still not used to the teacher making changes to her score and imitating her handwriting.
It was as if she had originally modified this score.
"Okay, put it away."
Ling Feiyan subconsciously put away the score.
Then there was a stumbling and messy sound of the piano in the piano room.
Ling Feiyan twitched the corner of his mouth.
After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Ling Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously wanted to go over and open the door.
Yu Guiwan stopped her, "I'll do it."
"Oh...oh, okay."
Ling Feiyan has not yet transformed from the identity of a teacher who inexplicably became a teacher.
Yu Guiwan got up, walked slowly to the door, and opened it.
Then, I saw the man standing at the door.
She raised her eyes, blinked, and said nothing.
The man handed her a cup, "Are you tired from class? Drink some water first."
Yu Guiwan glanced at the cup in his hand, and then took it.
A wave of warmth slowly fell on her fingertips.
Not hot, but warm.
She paused slightly and took a sip, it was a bit sweet.
"I put some honey in it, do you taste it?" he said.
Yu Guiwan was silent.
There was a hint of smile in Jiang Yuhuai's eyes, "What did you learn today?"
Yu Guiwan lazily raised his eyes, "Do you want to hear it?"
"Is that okay?" He looked expectant.
Ling Feiyan: "..."
Yu Guiwan looked calm and said, "There's nothing wrong with it."
There was no extra expression on her well-behaved face, and she turned around holding the cup.
Jiang Yuhuai raised his feet and followed him.
Ling Feiyan stepped aside, lowered his head, and said calmly, "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yuhuai glanced at her, nodded, and then looked away.
Yu Guiwan placed the cup casually on the table nearby, then came to sit on the piano stool.
She put her hand on it gracefully.
Jiang Yuhuai stood beside her with his hands in his pockets, looking at her tenderly.
The next second, a messy piano sound sounded.
Jiang Xi, who was standing at the door, turned his back silently and took out two earplugs from his pocket.
Jiang Yuhuai's expression did not change.
Yu Guiwan was also very calm and continued to play.
At this moment, someone suddenly approached from behind.
The movement of her fingertips paused slightly.
Jiang Yuhuai stretched out his hand and landed on the keys.
He whispered, "Keep playing."
Yu Guiwan continued.
Jiang Yuhuai followed.
A complete mess.
The other looked like he was cleaning up a mess.
The piano sound was obviously crooked and terribly unpleasant, but it was inexplicably rescued.
No matter how confused Yu Guiwan was.
Jiang Yuhuai seems to have the ability to save it.
Ling Feiyan, who was standing behind the two of them, had his eyes brightened, as if he had discovered some treasure.
She originally planned to wait for the two of them to finish and ask for a few words.
But as soon as I think that the other party is Mr. Jiang.
She silently put her foot back after taking a step forward.
The teacher is scary.
But the master seems to be more intimidating.
After a few minutes, the music stopped.
Yu Guiwan stared at the black and white keys in trance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jiang Yuhuai chuckled and rubbed her head, "Wanwan is great."
Yu Guiwan came to his senses and said, "...I play poorly."
The man raised his eyebrows, "Who said that? It's obviously very good."
Yu Guiwan: "..."
Her fair face was full of helplessness.
This is really helpless.
She really never thought that Jiang Yuhuai could tell lies to this extent.
"You play so well, do you want a reward?"
"...and there are rewards?"
Jiang Yuhuai hummed, "Of course, do you want it?"
Yu Guiwan was curious, "What reward?"
Jiang Yuhuai smiled, held her hand, and turned to look at Ling Feiyan, "Teacher Ling, are you finished with today's class?"
Ling Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses and nodded, "It's... finished."
Jiang Yuhuai nodded, and then led Yu Guiwan out of the piano room.
"Where are we going?" Yu Guiwan was curious about the surprise in his mouth.
I don't know why, but he can always guess her preferences easily.
Moreover, there are many unknowns.
It gave Yu Guiwan the illusion that he knew her very well.
If she hadn't been sure that they had never met before, she would have almost suspected that Jiang Yuhuai had some evil intentions against her.
"Coming."
Jiang Yuhuai held her hand tightly, accommodated her pace, and came to another villa.
The door is open.
Yu Guiwan followed him in without thinking too much.
"Wanwan, look up."
She raised her head subconsciously, then was startled.
"grandmother?"
The person originally sitting on the sofa was an old man with white hair, but it was neatly combed.
She had already seen Yu Guiwan's figure, holding the hand of the person next to her, and stood up slowly.
Hearing Yu Guiwan's voice, Grandma Wang smiled kindly, "Hey, Wanwan."
Yu Guiwan looked at the man beside him blankly, "Did you take grandma over?"
Jiang Yuhuai let go of her hand, touched her head, and said, "Surprise?"
Yu Guiwan showed a nice smile, "Well, I'm very surprised."
She walked towards Grandma Wang, held her hand skillfully, and called out again, "Grandma."
Then his eyes turned to the young boy next to him, "Xiaoye."
Wang Shengye put his hands in his pockets coolly and hummed.
He glanced sideways at the man not far away and snorted, not sure whether he wanted to see him or not.
Grandma Wang patted her grandson, "Don't be so rude."
Wang Shengye responded, "I understand."
He stood up straight and glanced at Yu Guiwan, "Sister Wanwan."
Then he looked at Jiang Yuhuai and paused for a few seconds, "Brother-in-law."
Jiang Yuhuai's eyes became a little gentler and he said, "Hello, Xiaoye."
Wang Shengye: "..."
