Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Xu Chuyan thought Ling Yao would file for divorce soon.

Unexpectedly, day after day, not only did he not mention divorce, but he also came to her small apartment more and more frequently.

Her small apartment was slowly, slowly filled with his daily necessities.

He also requisitioned another room, which was filled with his manuscripts. A piano worth millions was squeezed in one corner, and in another corner was an equally valuable drum set. Guitars and various musical instruments were also hung on the wall.

When Xu Chuyan took one look at these precious musical instruments, she felt that this small house was not worthy of them.

There is plenty of space in his big villa to store these wonderful things. I don’t know what kind of hobby this man has that makes him want to bring his treasures to squeeze into her small apartment.

However, when she had nothing to do, she liked to help him wipe these treasures.

She is tone-deaf, has no artistic talent, and has a completely science-oriented mind, but she likes art and music.

As a result, we have a very high filter for people who work in the arts, and think that they are very powerful and excellent.

Maybe this is what the saying "different professions are like different worlds" means!

One weekend, she was polishing the expensive piano and couldn't help tapping it a few times with her fingertips.

When he got excited, he started knocking randomly.

Listening to the chaotic tones flowing out from her fingertips, she felt extremely strange.

She grew up with her grandmother. While other little girls were playing the piano and dancing, she followed her grandmother to pick up trash.

People always have a natural worship for things they have never owned.

Even when she was with Ling Yao in college, she didn't dare touch his piano casually.

It felt like they were something in the clouds, something she didn't deserve.

But now, all these things in the clouds were stuffed into her house, just like immortals coming down to earth, and she seemed to be able to touch them.

He plucked the strings with one hand, causing the corners of her lips to curl up unconsciously.

Ling Yao came back at some point and walked in. He gently stroked her small hand with his big hand and said with a low smile, "I'll teach you."

Xu Chuyan's cheeks turned red, she retracted her hand in shame, turned around and tried to escape.

Ling Yao's tall body blocked her, not allowing her to escape. His big hands grabbed her small hands and placed them on the piano keys.

The notes were struck one by one, and soon a slow "Ode to Joy" was played out.

Xu Chuyan's heart trembled slightly when she heard the beautiful notes played by her fingertips.

Ling Yao sat down, held her on his lap, and taught her step by step.

After teaching for a while, his hands moved from the keys to her body without her noticing.

She played on the keys and he played on her.

After a while, the notes became a mess.

He picked her up and sat her directly on the piano.

From dusk till night.

He enjoys it very much.

From then on, Xu Chuyan could no longer look directly at the piano.

Lingyao seemed to sense that she was more sensitive here, more vulnerable...

So I always like to drag her here.

Xu Chuyan's filter for the artist fell to the ground, and in the confusion, she bit him directly.

Ling Yao felt pain, but he smiled.

The woman finally showed some life, no longer looking like she had to endure everything she had before!

Sure enough, I still need to change the environment.

Ling Yao seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up, and he enjoyed trying all kinds of new places.

There is nothing he can't do except what you can't think of.

Xu Chuyan was tormented so much several times that she asked him with tears in her eyes when they would divorce.

Unexpectedly, the man brought on her a violent storm like lightning and thunder.

After a few times, she no longer dared to mention the word divorce.