Chapter 144: 144: What’s Wrong, Are You Heartbroken?_1

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Chapter 144: 144: What’s Wrong, Are You Heartbroken?_1

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Ruan Tianling opened the floor-to-ceiling window, and the refreshing scent of plants and soil wafted in, carried by the mountain wind. It brushed against her face, granting her an almost ethereal sensation.

The magnificent view before her eyes dispelled Jian Yufei’s gloomy mood.

The wind tousled her soft long hair as she enjoyed the refreshing feeling. She thought that she would willingly live here forever, leaving behind the mundane worldly affairs.

“Come here.” Ruan Tianling stood by a white grand piano, gesturing for her to come closer.

As she approached him, he took her by the hand and guided her to sit in front of the piano. His hands moved around her, slowly lifting the piano’s lid.

As the lid opened, the shining black and white keys revealed themselves, their brightness momentarily dazzling her eyes.

“Do you know ‘Adelina by the Water’? Play it.” He said softly, his back pressed against hers.

He was very close to her, the hot breath from his words fanned her face. It felt hot and tickling, making her uncomfortable.

Jian Yufei shifted slightly, distancing herself from him, and calmly declared, “I don’t.”

“Oh, are you feeling sorry for them?” He smirked, his words coldly mocking.

He then spoke into his phone, “Three days is too much, you have two days!”

“You!” Jian Yufei was furious, wanting to retch blood. She stood up to grapple his phone from him, “Tell them to stop, they cannot harm others! This is between us, what does it have to do with Xiao Lang!”

So that person’s name was Xiao Lang.

Ruan Tianling easily pushed her away, his face extremely gloomy, “You have only one day! I want to see the results tomorrow!”

After he hung up, Jian Yufei found it hard to breathe. Each breath she took was painful.

She pressed her hand over her chest, her face pale. After a while, her breaths finally steadied.

“Okay, I’ll play, is that enough?”

The man gave a look that implied ‘if you had done that earlier, why provoke me?’: “Adelina by the Water.”

“I don’t know it, I only know ‘The Song of the Wanderer.’.” She would never play that song for him, not even in her death.