Look, figure, words and deeds, and this familiar piano sound rhythm all prove one truth-

She is the woman he has been looking for for many years, Murong Qiangwei!

The intense tune of Croatian Rhapsody is proportional to his emotions, but there is no fluctuation in the cold and sharp face.

——Murrong Qiangwei: Yaori, Yaori, my biggest dream is to become the most beautiful bride in Beitang Yaori in this world!

——Murong Qiangwei: Yaori, today is my birthday. Can you bring Yaohui together?

——Murong Qiangwei: Yaori, I love you. If I have a day to betray you, I will punish me with blindness!

——Murrong Qiangwei: Yaori, I’m sorry, and...I love you!

——Murrong Qiangwei: shining sun, shining sun, shining sun, shining sun, shining sun...

——Beitang Yaohui: Brother, it’s a problem because of my birth. You are the child who inherits the blood of the Beitang family, not the illegitimate child born to me, my mother and other men. It would be easy without my brother, so brother, laugh!

——Julia: You, the plague god, murderer! Why is it not you who died? Return my Yaohui to me!

——Beitang Yunyang: You shouldn’t have been born in this world!

——Jiang Bo: Yaori, if there is something that makes you suffer in this world, no matter what it is, I will make her disappear. Forever, disappear!

Jiang Bo, Yaohui!

Beitang Yaori Xiaohu shivered all over and opened her eyes suddenly!

[Prim...sen?] A gentle voice brought Beitang Yaori's thoughts back to reality.

I don’t know when the song has been played, but Beitang Yaori didn’t notice it.

The girl sitting next to the piano has less innocence and more skillfulness.

Beitang Yaori thought about the scene when he found Murong Qiangwei again. But he never thought that she would appear in this guilty way.

After a few seconds of silence, Beitang Yaori quickly walked towards Wen Qiang and grabbed her hand hard!

[Whose is it?] A sharp and low voice exudes restrained calmness.

Wen Qiang paused. She knew that she could not hide it from Beitang Yaori and this man who once loved her so much that she went crazy.

He raised his head, his delicate face spread a bright smile of familiarity, and his red lips gently spit out two words.

[ Yuanmian.]

[ Why!]

[In this world, everything is destined, just like me, Yuan Mian, and Lin Nuanxi.]

A hint of coldness flashed in Beitang Yaori's eyes!

[Yuan Mian and I are the people who are most loyal to you in this world, so I don’t allow that woman’s heart to beat in my body.]

Lin Nuanxi would never know that Murong Qiangwei, who was once so kind that she returned her heart to her, was originally just disgusted with her, a woman who had nothing to do with Beitang Yaori.

[Yaori, I can't see you now. But I know that the person you love is me after all.]

The palm trembled slightly, and the fragility that was flashy in Beitang Yaori's eyes quickly disappeared.

With a sneer, Beitang Yaori instantly returned to his usual grace and calmness: [Ms. Wen Qiang, good piano skills.]

——!!!

Wen Qiang could only feel the cold and low pressure around him gradually fading away, followed by the sound of footsteps and the sound of closing the door.

A trace of turmoil finally appeared on her calm face, a wave of terror and terror.

No, this shouldn't be Beitang Yaori. How could a man who once wanted her for her life now leave her coldly now! His appearance, figure, words and deeds and this familiar piano sound rhythm all prove the same truth-

She is the woman he has been looking for for many years, Murong Qiangwei!

The intense tune of Croatian Rhapsody is proportional to his emotions, but there is no fluctuation in the cold and sharp face.

——Murrong Qiangwei: Yaori, Yaori, my biggest dream is to become the most beautiful bride in Beitang Yaori in this world!

——Murong Qiangwei: Yaori, today is my birthday. Can you bring Yaohui together?

——Murong Qiangwei: Yaori, I love you. If I have a day to betray you, I will punish me with blindness!

——Murrong Qiangwei: Yaori, I’m sorry, and...I love you!

——Murrong Qiangwei: shining sun, shining sun, shining sun, shining sun, shining sun...

——Beitang Yaohui: Brother, it’s a problem because of my birth. You are the child who inherits the blood of the Beitang family, not the illegitimate child born to me, my mother and other men. It would be easy without my brother, so brother, laugh!

——Julia: You, the plague god, murderer! Why is it not you who died? Return my Yaohui to me!

——Beitang Yunyang: You shouldn’t have been born in this world!

——Jiang Bo: Yaori, if there is something that makes you suffer in this world, no matter what it is, I will make her disappear. Forever, disappear!

Jiang Bo, Yaohui!

Beitang Yaori Xiaohu shivered all over and opened her eyes suddenly!

[Prim...sen?] A gentle voice brought Beitang Yaori's thoughts back to reality.

I don’t know when the song has been played, but Beitang Yaori didn’t notice it.

The girl sitting next to the piano has less innocence and more skillfulness.

Beitang Yaori thought about the scene when he found Murong Qiangwei again. But he never thought that she would appear in this guilty way.

After a few seconds of silence, Beitang Yaori quickly walked towards Wen Qiang and grabbed her hand hard!

[Whose is it?] A sharp and low voice exudes restrained calmness.

Wen Qiang paused. She knew that she could not hide it from Beitang Yaori and this man who once loved her so much that she went crazy.

He raised his head, his delicate face spread a bright smile of familiarity, and his red lips gently spit out two words.

[ Yuanmian.]

[ Why!]

[In this world, everything is destined, just like me, Yuan Mian, and Lin Nuanxi.]

A hint of coldness flashed in Beitang Yaori's eyes!

[Yuan Mian and I are the people who are most loyal to you in this world, so I don’t allow that woman’s heart to beat in my body.]

Lin Nuanxi would never know that Murong Qiangwei, who was once so kind that she returned her heart to her, was originally just disgusted with her, a woman who had nothing to do with Beitang Yaori.

[Yaori, I can't see you now. But I know that the person you love is me after all.]

The palm trembled slightly, and the fragility that was flashy in Beitang Yaori's eyes quickly disappeared.

With a sneer, Beitang Yaori instantly returned to his usual grace and calmness: [Ms. Wen Qiang, good piano skills.]

——!!!

Wen Qiang could only feel the cold and low pressure around him gradually fading away, followed by the sound of footsteps and the sound of closing the door.

A trace of turmoil finally appeared on her calm face, a wave of terror and terror.
Chapter completed!