The thin-waisted and soft-legged young master entangles with her husband and won't let go

"You go and do your thing, but I want to remind you that I hope every cent of the money Chu's invested can be returned to the students in the end, rather than just being used to renovate the building and construct useless vanity projects."

When Chu Hanting spoke seriously, even if he didn't deliberately lower his voice and just spoke plainly, he had the aura of a king who made others dare not disobey. Even a leader like Principal Li, who had been in a high position for a long time, felt like an elementary school student listening to a lecture when he heard Chu Hanting speak.

"Understand, understand. I guarantee that the ultimate beneficiaries of these funds will be students."

Then the principal hurried away with the teacher.

When Chu Hanting turned around and looked at the piano room again, he met a pair of bright eyes with a tender smile through the glass window.

He did not feel embarrassed about being caught eavesdropping, but instead felt a little curious.

The boy was wearing a white wool T-shirt with a shirt collar and a brown vest. His pair of peach blossom eyes with a hint of smile were particularly attractive.

Chu Hanting pushed open the door of the piano room and walked in front of Su Mu. Before he could settle accounts with the little liar, he heard someone say, "You were eavesdropping? How could Mr. Chu do such a thing?"

Chu Hanting chuckled, "Otherwise, how would I know that someone is using me to block peach blossoms?"

Su Mu's smile disappeared visibly, and his tone seemed to be full of dissatisfaction and accusation, as well as a little bit of grievance, "Can't I just be speaking from the heart?"

Chu Hanting smiled but did not comment.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but it's been less than thirty hours since they met, so it's a bit absurd to say "love".

Su Mu knew at first sight that this man didn't believe it. He was angry, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he owed this man in his previous life.

Skipping this topic that could not be concluded, Su Mu asked: "Why are you here?"

Mr. Chu may appear in the group or in various places to discuss cooperation, but the school seems to be incompatible with this person.

"The Chu family is the major shareholder of this school." This one sentence made Su Mu understand the reason.

As expected, he knew that this person usually appeared in the workplace.

Su Mu looked up at him. He was obviously tall, but he was still a head shorter than Chu Hanting. When he was close, he had to raise his head slightly to take in the handsome face of this man.

Su Mu felt that he was really blind in his previous life. Perhaps his eyes were covered with mud. This person looked just like him, but he couldn't see anything in his previous life.

Chu Hanting watched Su Mu look at him seriously and generously. To be honest, few people would be so blatant as to stare at him under the pressure of his direct gaze.

"Have seen enough?"

"Not yet," Su Mu shook his head, "You don't want to show it?"

Chu Hanting chuckled, "You haven't finished the song you just played."

"You heard this too?" Su Mu thought Chu Hanting came later, but he didn't expect to hear him playing the music.

"Do you want to listen? I'll play it for you alone."

Without waiting for Chu Hanting to answer, Su Mu walked to the piano stand, adjusted the position of the piano stool, and sat down.

Chu Hanting walked to the window outside, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his hips lightly resting on the windowsill, so that he could see every move of Su Mu playing the piano from the side.

Su Mu first tried playing a few notes casually. After adjusting his state, he started playing and notes fell. One after another, beautiful and pleasant melodies emerged as if they had their own life.

He did not play the same song just now, but another song with some improvisation, because he wanted Chu Hanting to understand him better through the sound of the piano.

Chu Hanting could naturally hear the difference. The current song had a faster tempo than the previous one, but it was not a cheerful tempo. Instead, it made people feel that the timbre was rich, as deep and viscous as the sea.

Looking at Su Mu's expression again, he did not play the lyrical song as calmly and calmly as he had imagined.

But it is aggressive and sharp.

The piano is like its player, so what does Su Mu want him to listen to?

Chu Hanting felt like he was in a deep whirlpool, being buffeted by strong winds and attacked by waves. That sense of aggression hit him directly in the face through the sound of the piano.

His eyes darkened and became unclear.

In a flash, the piano sound changed suddenly, becoming a little slower, but also extremely powerful and penetrating.

Chu Hanting seemed to feel the tide receding around him and he was lifted up by a small boat.

Then the scene changed, and I seemed to be in a dense forest, with bamboo shoots breaking through the ground around me. It was raining heavily, and the bamboo shoots resisted the heaviness of the soil, struggling to grow, and relying on their own strength to break through all obstacles and get the opportunity to grow.

Then, after the rain, the sky cleared up and the bamboo shoots grew taller and taller, becoming tall bamboos that stand tall and lush green.

The song ends with a gentle ending, as if everything has settled down and everything is quiet and beautiful.

Interesting, Chu Hanting thought.

I originally thought that the clear, ethereal music that could cleanse people's souls was his forte.

Unexpectedly, today seemed to have given him a surprise, forcing him to re-evaluate this marriage partner.

It seems that it is not as described in the file.

He felt that he could delete the information in his mind. This person was not at all as he had found out.

After Su Mu finished playing, he took two or three seconds to come out of his trance and turned to look in the direction of Chu Hanting.

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun just hit Chu Hanting. His figure against the light was hazy and tall. The golden light shone on his body, as if it had painted color on the black suit. The colors superimposed on each other, and at first glance it turned brown.

"Does it sound good?"

Chu Hanting raised the corners of his lips, "Su Mu, you surprised me."

"Does it sound good?"

Chu Hanting sighed helplessly and answered seriously: "It sounds good. It's the best I've ever heard."

This was definitely not Chu Hanting's coaxing words. He had listened to many pianos, but Su Mu was the first one who could make him feel as if he was in the scene.

Hearing the compliment, Su Mu smiled slightly. He moved closer to Chu Hanting and took advantage of the situation to say, "I have a piano competition next week."

"Yeah." Chu Hanting responded softly.

"Can you come?" Su Mu's tone was soft, as if begging.

Chu Hanting felt as if his heart was gently scratched by a cat's claws.

"Are you inviting me?" he asked in a low, hoarse voice.

"Yeah," Su Mu said bluntly, "I want you to come."

His eyes were filled with autumn water, and that kind of pious, hopeful prayer seemed to be expressing a pure desire. Su Mu wanted him to listen to him play, that's all.

It’s really tempting, Chu Hanting thought.

But the more this happened, the more he couldn't delay. No matter what the kid wanted from him, it was impossible.

"I'm busy with work, so..."

"The venue of the competition is next to the Chu Building," Su Mu interrupted him, "Don't reject me now, wait until that day."

Chu Hanting did not reply, but he could not bear to hurt his heart by rejecting him, so he skipped the topic and asked, "It's getting late, are you going to live on campus or go back to the Su residence?"