So many years had passed, and she had long forgotten the face of that young boy, yet the scene of that midday meal remained etched in her memory.
Especially the patch of bruising on the back of the young boy’s hand.
As she grew older, she slowly realized, deep down, that boy must have really loved Ling Momo!
But, he never showed it!
That night at the "Imperial Palace" banquet, when the man entered by pushing the door, the same ethereal, aloof temperament instantly made her think of that young boy.
Especially the patch of bruising on the back of the young boy’s hand.
As she grew older, she slowly realized, deep down, that boy must have really loved Ling Momo!
But, he never showed it!
That night at the "Imperial Palace" banquet, when the man entered by pushing the door, the same ethereal, aloof temperament instantly made her think of that young boy.
Later, she learned that the man’s name was Li Qingshen.
It dawned on her that Ling Momo’s great-grandmother was Li Qingshen’s grandmother.
Ling Momo used to call Li Qingshen "little uncle."
So, it turned out that Li Qingshen was indeed that breathtakingly beautiful young boy.
She knew how much Ling Momo despised Li Qingshen, yet now she was willingly becoming his student, surely for the sake of revenge!
However, she wouldn’t let Ling Momo get her way!
She sent this disc to Li Qingshen, intending for Li Qingshen to see what kind of person Ling Momo truly was.
Her intentions were not pure for staying by his side!
Li Qingshen, a man as proud as a myth, would definitely not allow someone by his side who was using him! This update is available on novel⟡fire.net
Thinking this, Jian Chenxi’s lips curled into a sharp smile.
"Xiaoxi? Xiaoxi? Where are you?"
Lu Niange’s voice calling from outside the room snapped Jian Chenxi back to reality, and she quickly shut down the computer, grabbing a magazine from the nearby table before responding, "I’m here."
The study door was pushed open by Lu Niange, who was only wearing a bathrobe, looking at Jian Chenxi holding the magazine, "Why are you reading these gossip magazines now?"
"Just bored!" Jian Chenxi put down the magazine and walked towards Lu Niange.
Lu Niange extended his hand and naturally wrapped his arms around Jian Chenxi, walking with her towards the door of the study.
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Li Qingshen sat on the third floor of the villa, still in the same spot near the window, where he could lift his head to see the road leading down the hill.
Ever since he returned to the country and she became his student, he had habitually spent the days she was not there sitting in this spot, working quietly.
And waiting, silently, for her arrival.
Yesterday was Wednesday, and she didn’t come.
She failed to complete the competition, causing him to lose face in front of so many people; she should have come immediately to apologize!
But she hadn’t come all day.
He couldn’t help feeling irritated.
He had flipped through the music scores in his hand several times, finding none of them satisfactory, and finally crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it into the waste bin, then turned his head only to find the road up the hill still empty.
Li Qingshen zoned out for a while, his lips tightening more and more until finally, he stood up abruptly and walked downstairs.
Entering the bedroom, Li Qingshen went to take a shower, had just applied shampoo when the doorbell downstairs rang, a spark of light flashed in Li Qingshen’s eyes, not bothering to rinse off the lather, he hastily wrapped a towel around himself and dashed outside rapidly.
[Goodnight, Chapter 12 done! When writing this part, I imagined a scene in my mind: a stunningly proud man sitting in front of the villa’s floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly watching the path downstairs, waiting for the arrival of his beloved.....]