Five years later, Mrs. Gu returned home with her child and became a wealthy family

Hearing this, Mu Zijin's eyelids twitched, and she lowered her eyes again: "It's okay, Jingcheng, you have helped me so much over the years, there is no need to be so polite between us."

"If you need any help from me in the future, I will do my best to help you."

Yang Jingcheng already understood what was going on, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Zijin, are you... reunited with Gu Jingheng now?"

Mu Zijin was stunned. Just as she was about to explain, Gu Jingheng's voice sounded from behind her.

"Young Master Yang, there's no need to test Zijin anymore. It's not the turn of outsiders to interfere in the affairs between Zijin and me from now on."

Yang Jingcheng's face darkened, anger gathered in his eyes, and he suddenly looked at Gu Jingheng.

"Mr. Gu, I'm Zijin's friend. As a friend, I have the right to help her choose her future partner. Don't you know what Mr. Gu has done over the years? Now you're asking Zijin to be with you, and Mr. Gu is taking all the benefits. What about the grievances Zijin has suffered?"

Mu Zijin was listening and almost laughed out loud.

It was the first time she saw Yang Jingcheng being aggressive.

Gu Jingheng's face was gloomy, but he still showed no sign of backing down. He walked over with his long legs and came to Mu Zijin's side.

"That's our business. I won't evade what I owe you."

"Young Master Yang, please don't bother worrying about the auction."

After saying that, Gu Jingheng put his arm around Mu Zijin's shoulders and pulled her in.

Mu Zijin felt the force of Gu Jingheng pressing on her. She subconsciously looked at Yang Jingcheng, but Gu Jingheng's low voice came to her ears: "Mu Zijin, if you can't respond to Yang Jingcheng's feelings, don't give him too much expectations, otherwise he will never let you go."

"Do you want him to always have a crush on you and live alone forever?"

Hearing this, Mu Zijin immediately looked over and glared at Gu Jingheng!

Gu Jingheng said this as if she was some unforgivable scumbag.

Mu Zijin's eyes turned: "Then I can't respond to your feelings now, what is the point of us being like this?"

Gu Jingheng twitched his lips, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, reaching his eyes.

"I can handle abuse. You can abuse me however you want, as long as it's mine in the end."

Sometimes, Mu Zijin really marvels at Gu Jingheng's persistence.

When the two walked into the auction, many bigwigs had gathered at the auction today, and this auction in City A was also the most valuable auction in the past three years.

After the two of them took their number plates and sat in their designated seats, Gu Jingheng's deep, magnetic voice rang out, "I've already sent people to investigate. Many people came here today just for your mother's piano. Some have even placed their bids in advance, no matter how much it costs."

"Mu Zijin, I'm by your side. At least I can help you buy the piano back. Are you sure you don't want me to be with you?"

Hearing this, Mu Zijin's expression changed slightly.

Why are so many people auctioning my mother’s piano?

Although my mother's piano performances were performed all over the world and were very famous, they only lasted for a short three years.

Compared with today's world-class piano masters, my mother is not very famous.

But she didn't expect the competition to be so fierce!

Just as Mu Zijin was lost in thought, Yang Jingcheng had already sat next to Mu Zijin with his number plate in hand. He crossed his long legs and his face regained its warmth.

"Zijin, no matter what, I will help you take pictures of the piano, don't worry."

The smile on Gu Jingheng's face faded and he glanced at Yang Jingcheng unhappily.

Why is he everywhere?

He had never felt that Yang Jingcheng was so lingering!

Mu Zijin was surrounded in the middle and was the one suffering the most. She had a complicated expression on her face: "You don't have to put so much pressure on me. This is my own business. I don't need it..."

"Your business is the most important!"

The two of them spoke in unison.

Mu Zijin: “…”

Before the auction officially started, a man walked in from outside. He was wearing an Armani suit, tall, with a resolute face and cold features. He exuded an aura of nobility that could not be ignored!

The waiter beside him said cautiously, "Mr. Shu, did you come all the way to City A just for this piano?"