"Bump."

  A faint whisper escaped from the man's thin lips.

  The sound was not loud, but it was like a block of ice falling from a high cliff, heavily hitting Mo Wei Yu's heart lake, which was like a cold pool, opening up a large circle of deep ripples, splashing cold water flowers.

  She lifted her thin eyelids and looked at the man in front of her.

  "What's the matter?"

  "Can't you play the original version of that song, and play it even better than Du Xiao Ya?"

  Mo Wei's eyebrows rose slightly as she asked back.

  "I'm better at playing than her, ten times, a hundred times better, but what's the point of that? Or what do you want to prove?"

  Huo Tingchen's eyes deepened, his hands gently grasping her slender shoulders.

  He slowly leaned forward, his face close to hers.

  Four eyes met, breathing could be heard.

  Even the sound became gentle under such intimate caress, as gentle as flowers swaying lightly in the moonlight and breeze, but amidst the fragrance, Mo Wei Yu's heart slowly sank, until it sank to the bottom of the icy lake.

  She heard Huo Tingquan whispering softly in her ear, with a hint of unhidden longing in his kiss.

  "Wasn't it you who played the piano in the classroom back then?"

  After a brief silence.

  Mo Wei Yu heard his own voice ring out coolly, without a hint of joy or loss.

  "No."

  Huo Tingchen was shocked and suddenly lifted his head!

  Mo Wei Yu slightly curled up the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a gaze that seemed to be mocking, yet also pitiful.

  "I think you've got something wrong, I'm not a student of that aristocratic middle school and have never been to that school. So, the girl who played the piano might not be Du Xiaoya, but it's definitely not me."

  At this moment, Mo Wei Yu's kiss was very determined.

  Although for a moment, she also suspected that the girl who was impersonated by Du Xiaoya back then might have been herself!

  But she quickly vetoed the idea.

  She remembered the house full of oil paintings by Huo Tingjun, each painting with the same piano and the same figure.

  And the girl sitting in front of the piano playing, wearing a uniform specific to Kizakura Academy, was also enough proof that she wasn't her.

  Because she didn't have a uniform for that school, when she went to practice piano, what she wore on her body wasn't a student outfit either.

  So she won't be that girl.

  Since she clearly knew this point, she had no way to deceive herself and put herself into such a plot like Du Xiaoya, pretending to be ridiculous and pathetic.

  When Mo Wei Yu said this, Huo Ting Chen unconsciously clenched his five fingers, as if he couldn't accept Mo Wei Yu's rebuttal.

  After a while, Huo Tingchen finally spoke in a low voice, saying solemnly.

  "If it weren't for you, why would Du Xiao Ya specifically target you? Why would she risk having your hands cut off, unless it's because she's worried that if you play that melody, her lies will be exposed?"

  "She targeted me just because you proposed to me and are now with me, so if she wants to rekindle things with you, she must get rid of me from your side."

  "As for her wanting to break my hand, it's probably because of a long-held grudge and jealousy that has turned into madness."

  "Such an interpretation, isn't it reasonable? What do you think?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn tightly grasped her shoulder, his unfathomably deep eyes firmly gazing at her face, as if he wanted to see through her entirely.

  He lowered his tone, one word at a time, asking with unusual emphasis.

  "Really isn't you?"

  Mo Wei shook her head.

  "There's no need for me to deceive you, even if you pinch my shoulder to pieces, the fact remains the same, neither of us can deceive ourselves."

  Finally.

  Huò Tīng Chēn has completely given up.

  He hooked up the corner of his mouth and smiled somewhat awkwardly.

  Before letting go, he grasped the woman's slender shoulder tightly, then pushed her away with a single shove, and strode out without looking back!

  Bang! In the silence, Mo Wei Yu clearly heard the sound of the large hall's door slamming shut downstairs!

  Just now, for a moment, she seemed to see the flash of pain in his eyes, and she knew he was very disappointed, but didn't know if his disappointment was because of her or just because of that girl.

  City Central Hospital.

  A man in a suit pushed open the door of ward P and walked respectfully to the bedside, bowing his head to report.

  "Third Young Master, the video has been delivered to Fourth Young Master as you instructed. He played it directly at the banquet and now everyone knows that Eldest Miss was framed. The police have also intervened in the investigation, so you can rest assured."

  "Ah, well done."

  Feng Jiran nodded and rarely praised a sentence.

  It just so happened that the hotel where the Du family was holding the banquet belonged to the Feng Group.

  Du Xiangya made such a big commotion in there, does she think everyone is blind?

  Mo Wei Yu was after all the aunt of Feng Yi Qin's wife, how could she let someone be bullied on Feng's territory?

  However

  This trip turned out to be a lucky mistake, and it led him to discover an interesting secret.

  Feng Jiran's eyes were filled with a hint of a smile as he casually played with his phone, repeatedly replaying a segment of the passionate video from earlier that had been intentionally cut off.

  It's just a pair of hands, what's the hurry to leave her for two days, next time it won't be late to cut them off.

  What do you know?!

  What?

  Do you know that if she continues to keep those hands, it will be a disaster! Everyone has their own style when playing the piano, and no matter how hard I practice, I won't be able to replicate hers. If Huo Tingchuan is perceptive enough, one day he'll hear her play that piece all the way through, and who knows if he won't become suspicious!

  According to Du Xiaoya's words, the girl that Huo Tingchen met back then was indeed Mo Wei Yu!

  Realizing this, Feng Jiran couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

  Huò Tīng Chēn, that guy, actually had his eyes on Yíng Yán's aunt ten years ago. If he remembers correctly, Mò Wēi Yǔ was only 16 years old at the time. He didn't even spare a minor girl, haha, beast!

  He originally thought he was the one who knew Mo Wei Yu the earliest, but it turned out that he was two years later than Huo Ting Chen.

  This feeling of being one step behind is really unpleasant!

  In less than ten minutes, Huo Tingchen walked out of the villa. Xiuyi was slightly startled and could only turn around and drive back.

  "Hao Shao, are you going out?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn didn't start the car, he directly opened the door and got in.

  He hesitated and asked again.

  "It's so late, where are you going?"

  "Who gave you that video?"

  "Hotel staff."

  "If I'm not mistaken, isn't that hotel a chain hotel under the Fang Group?"

  "Yes."

  "Go to the city central hospital!"

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