Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

To be honest, the lineup of masters from the three holy places to deal with the Dongfang family is enough to destroy two Dongfang families.

What a pity...

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Unfortunately, Jun Fuyao is here again.

Jun Fuyao easily reached the top floor of the seventh floor. Looking up, he saw a woman in white sitting in front of a guqin near the railing. Her ten fingers plucked the strings flexibly, and melodious notes flowed out like trickling spring water.

The woman had fair skin and delicate features, but there was a hint of helplessness and tiredness between her brows. On the rooftop where winds were blowing from all directions, her snow-white clothes fluttered in the wind, and she seemed as if she was about to fly away with the wind.

The first time he saw the woman, Jun Fuyao thought of another person, Li Yichen.

The woman in front of him was exactly the same as Li Yichen in terms of her spirit, demeanor and temperament.

Jun Fuyao smiled crookedly, walked over, found a chair and sat down, crossed his legs leisurely, ready to continue listening to the music.

But the music stopped at this moment.

Chen Chen looked up at Jun Fuyao with a smile, and said in a gentle voice: "A friend has come from afar, come on, serve tea, good tea."

The next moment, a cup of steaming, fragrant tea was brought to Jun Fuyao.

"My name is Chen Chen. My sister is from the Dongfang family, right?" Chen Chen smiled elegantly and shyly, and asked softly, "What's your name, sister?"

Jun Fuyao stroked the exquisite teacup on the table and said calmly, "My name is Dongfang Bubai."

"Dongfang Bubai? Sister, this name is quite interesting." Chen Chen said with a smile.

"It's just a name." Jun Fuyao smiled and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Miss Chen."

Chen Chen no longer dwelled on the other person's name. He lowered his head and looked at his fair and slender fingers. He said casually, "Sister Dongfang, this is not your true face, right? We are lucky to meet today, why not be honest with each other?"

Jun Fuyao laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Ms. Chen is indeed very discerning. In that case, please be honest with me first."

Chen Chen was stunned: I didn't disguise myself? What did the other party mean by this? Was it a pun?

She hesitated for a moment, but still put on a smile and asked, "I wonder what Sister Dongfang means by this?"

Jun Fuyao lazily leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs and said, "I've only worn this mask for two or three days, but Miss Chen has worn this mask for at least twenty years, right? Aren't you tired?"

Chen Chen was startled...

After a moment, he sighed deeply, but did not speak. Instead, he placed his hands on the strings and plucked them gently. The sound of the piano came out melodiously, with a hint of sadness, loneliness, helplessness, and confusion...

It is a popular song "It's Hard to Find a Soulmate".

The song was short and finished in a short while. Chen Chen still looked at the strings and said with a sigh, "Today... I was actually not very willing to come here, but I had a feeling that I would meet my soulmate here today, so... I still came. Now I feel that I made the right decision."

Chen Chen slowly raised his head, looked at Jun Fuyao with burning eyes, and said frankly: "Sister Dongfang is right. I am very tired, really very tired... but this mask of mine... cannot be taken off. Once I take it off, I, Chen Chen... will be left with nothing."

Jun Fuyao looked at her with some sympathy and said, "Indeed, this mask of yours has not only become a habit, but it also carries all kinds of responsibilities, all kinds of right and wrong. It's so heavy, how can you take it off so easily?"

Chen Chen's expression changed, showing her restlessness. After a long breath, she asked solemnly, "Sister Dongfang, can you play a song for me?"

There was a hint of longing in her tone, but her eyes were conflicted, as if she was making some contradictory choice.

Jun Fuyao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, saying, "Miss Chen, you are too kind. I don't think I ever said that I can play the piano, right?"

"It's hard to find a soulmate, but I feel... you will!" Chen Chen looked at Jun Fuyao with a calm smile, and his tone was very affirmative. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his long sleeves, and the piano in front of her suddenly turned around and slowly flew towards Jun Fuyao...

As the piano platform approached her, Jun Fuyao stretched out her right hand and pressed it down lightly, and the piano platform stopped in front of her.

Chen Chen, who was sitting opposite her, was sitting upright, looking at her eagerly, with a serious and eager expression on his face.

Jun Fuyao sighed inwardly: This Miss Chen truly loves music!

This kind of person is truly cruel, but he is also a lovely person with a kind personality.

"Forget it, forget it. It's hard to find a soulmate. Since we have the chance to meet today, I will make an exception and play a song for you." Jun Fuyao said with a helpless smile.

After Jun Fuyao finished speaking, he gently plucked the strings of the zither with his fingers, and the notes of the famous classical music "High Mountains and Flowing Water" leaped out of the zither...

As the sound of Jun Fuyao's piano began to play, the light in Chen Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and it became brighter and brighter...

The grand and profound melody filled the entire Yaju Tower.

At this moment, no matter whether it is people upstairs or downstairs, or people hiding in the dark, they are all listening attentively...

Everyone felt as if they were standing in front of a towering mountain, listening to the sound of the cascading waterfall and lamenting that it was difficult to find a soulmate...

Some people burst into tears for no apparent reason while listening, and they didn't know who they were thinking of.

Who can share the clear wind and bright moon with me? There are few friends who understand the flowing water in the mountains...

It is hard to find a bosom friend in life, where can I find a bosom friend in the world...

The sound of the mountain stream seeks a soulmate, but who can listen to it if the soulmate is not there...

At this moment, a song from China, "High Mountains and Flowing Water", unexpectedly made everyone feel an inexplicable resonance in their hearts.

The music had stopped for a long time, but the surroundings were still so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was recalling the past, and even thinking about something...

On the stairs, Zhan Xiye, who was wearing a black veil, was also listening fascinatedly. He closed his eyes slightly, with a lonely look on his face...

After a long while, he finally opened his eyes and sighed, "It is enough to have a bosom friend in life, but how can a bosom friend be so easy to find? Alas... How can we miss such a great music master? Let's go up and take a look."

Upstairs, there was no more false calmness and gentleness on Chen Chen's face, only emotion.

Although the song had ended, she was still struggling to remember and ponder, tapping her hands to keep the beat, as if the song was still playing and still echoing...

After a while, she excitedly raised her head and asked hurriedly: "Sister Dongfang, what is the name of this song?"

"High mountains and flowing water." Jun Fuyao said lightly.

"High mountains and flowing water, high mountains and flowing water..." Chen Chen murmured these four words for a while, then she closed her eyes, turned her head, and said softly: "Today I am honored to hear your song. You should go, stay away from Chrysanthemum City, and don't come again in the future."

As he spoke, Chen Chen suddenly stood up, looked at Jun Fuyao with burning eyes, and said, "It's hard to find a soulmate, I... don't want you to die. If you want to leave, I will do my best to send you away. I, Chen Chen, have been hypocritical all my life, today... I will be sincere for you for once."