Nightfall, Shen Qingyue had just finished bathing when she picked up her phone to check for messages. She saw that Chi Ming had sent her a selfie. In the photo, the man had just finished showering, his hair slightly damp, covering a pair of peach blossom eyes. He appeared a bit less wicked and a bit more radiant.
Shen Qingyue was speechless. Is he planning to seduce me with a change in tactics? She was about to reply when she received another message from Chen Ying.
[Qingyue, thereâs a high school class reunion tomorrow evening. Are you going? But Qin Zhen and Wei Jiuâer, that couple, will be there. Iâm afraid theyâll ruin your mood.]
Shen Qingyue: [Itâs fine. If I donât go, they might think Iâm afraid of them.]
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Shen Qingyue used to attend a private school where most students were from wealthy families. When she and Chen Ying arrived at the venue, many people had already arrived.
During her school days, Shen Qingyue was lively and outgoing, and she had a decent circle of friends. As soon as she entered, a group of people gathered around her, chatting and reminiscing about their youthful days while joking about work.
When Qin Zhen and Wei Jiuâer walked in hand in hand, the atmosphere instantly quieted down.
The news of Shen Qingyueâs divorce from Qin Zhen had made headlines for only a short time, so some of the younger ones were unaware of it.
A girl asked Shen Qingyue softly, âWhy is Qin Zhen holding hands with Wei Jiuâer? Is it now acceptable for affairs to be so blatant?â
Shen Qingyue replied calmly, âWe recently got divorced.â
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhen, holding Wei Jiuâerâs hand, could not help but feel that when she uttered the word âdivorce,â it sounded somewhat harsh, even though it was the truth.
The news of their divorce surprised their classmates, and everyone naturally assumed a wealthy love triangle. However, divorce wasnât something to celebrate, so nobody pressed for more details.
Qin Zhenâs side was also lively.
There was a white piano in the banquet hall, and someone started urging Wei Jiuâer to perform. Back in high school, Wei Jiuâer was a member of the music club and known as the piano princess of their school.
Wei Jiuâer smiled shyly, âItâs been many years since I played. Letâs forget about it.â
âDonât be modest, play a piece.â
âPlay a piece!â
The crowd began to cheer, and Wei Jiuâer maintained her smile but glanced meaningfully at Shen Qingyue and suddenly shifted the focus to her. âI went to Qinâs house yesterday, and thereâs a piano in the living room. I assume itâs Qingyueâs. If sheâs been practicing, she should be better than me. Let her play.â
Shen Qingyue chuckled lazily, her voice carrying a hint of laziness. âWei Jiuâer, now that Iâm divorced from Qin Zhen, you wonât be able to live without seeking attention, will you? Could it be that you like me? You keep trying to catch my attention every day. Who knows whose piano it is? Donât you know? Talking about extramarital affairs so lightly, isnât it pleasant to say?â
The piano in the Qin family villa was the one Wei Jiuâer often used in the schoolâs music room. It belonged to the school, and initially, they did not want to sell it, but Qin Zhen paid 20 times the price to acquire it.
Thinking back now, Shen Qingyue found it amusing. They were already married, yet Qin Zhen still indulged in self-admiration, sitting at the piano and reminiscing about his past romantic moments with Wei Jiuâer. Wasnât he deliberately disgusting her? In her previous life, she endured it for three years. Damn, she surpassed the patience of a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!
Wei Jiuâer pretended to be clueless. âI just returned to the country recently; the whole affair was a misunderstanding! As for the piano, hasnât Zhen told me where it came from.â
She turned her head and deliberately asked Qin Zhen, âZhen, did you buy that piano for Qingyue?â
Qin Zhen pursed his lips slightly, looked down at her, and used that piano for three years, yet she forgot? He could not tell if she was pretending to be clueless or genuinely did not know. Suppressing the odd feeling in his heart, he replied, âYou used it throughout high school.â
Wei Jiuâer appeared surprised and touched, with her expression perfectly controlled. âReally? Youâve been keeping it for me all this time?â
For some reason, Qin Zhen felt a sense of aversion towards Wei Jiuâer today. It seemed like there was something particularly fake and intangible about her. He could not see it or touch it. Suppressing his emotions, he said, âYes.â
Wei Jiuâer glanced provocatively at Shen Qingyue a few times. âIn that case, Qingyue probably canât play the piano anymore, so Iâ¦â
âWho said I canât?â Shen Qingyue smiled. âI havenât touched the piano in the Qin familyâs home, but thatâs just because I find it disgusting. Anyone can play the piano, right?â
Kids like them should at least learn a bit about high-end instruments, even if they were not proficient in them.
âIs that so?â Wei Jiuâer clearly did not believe her. In her impression, Shen Qingyue was just a love-struck girl who followed Qin Zhen everywhere. What could she do? She looked at Shen Qingyue with undisguised mockery in her eyes. âThen why donât you give it a try?â
Shen Qingyue remained composed and calm. âI might not be as good as Miss Wei, but why donât you show everyone first?â