Heartthrob, Your Ima Chapter 288: It's a Pity He Has a Girlfriend

Zhou Yuwen chuckled lightly. "Then please look forward to it!"

"But before that, you have to help

practice the accompanint."

From Zhou Yuwen's perspective as a man, the plot of the novel "Fleet of Ti" had quite a few absurd and frustrating points. However, from Jiang Xinyi's perspective, she simply felt that it was not worth it for the female lead.

As a woman, Jiang Xinyi valued chastity highly. In her view, one should only give their first ti to their significant other after marriage, so she really could not understand the female lead in the story.

Because of this, the song "Fleet of Ti" was mixed with feelings of regret.

After understanding the cause and effect of the story, Jiang Xinyi was clearly better able to grasp the rhythm of the piece. Coupled with Zhou Yuwen's guidance from the side, she could soon play the entire song flawlessly.

On the 23rd, for an entire day, Zhou Yuwen stayed with Jiang Xinyi in the villa to practice the piano. During this ti, the sales agent had drawn up the contract and brought it over for Zhou Yuwen to sign.

This did not disturb their piano practice. Zhou Yuwen signed his signature and even paid the money straightforwardly.

5.4 million, paid in full in one lump sum!

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Xinyi beca even more convinced of her internal assessnt: Zhou Yuwen's cash flow was absolutely starting in the tens of millions.

"Why are you looking at

like that?" Zhou Yuwen asked with a faint smile.

Jiang Xinyi replied, "I'm just curious. Roughly how much money do you have?"

"Hmm, more than you can imagine."

Zhou Yuwen said with a laugh. In truth, a few months ago, his funds were only a little over forty million. However, he had consistently persevered with his stock investnts. He did not possess the exaggerated abilities of another reborn person who could pick a guaranteed limit-up stock out of thousands. But as soone experienced in the stock market, Zhou Yuwen could guarantee steady profits without losses. A baseline twenty percent return was practically guaranteed, and there was no upper limit beyond that.

For example, right now, the funds in Zhou Yuwen's hands had already reached sixty million.

With the concept of virtual currency experiencing another drop, Zhou Yuwen had already taken out ten million to go all-in on cryptocurrency. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not touch this ten million, keeping it on hand as his retirent fund.

As for the remaining fifty million, it was up to Zhou Yuwen to play around with as he saw fit.

"What are you thinking about? Stop thinking and focus on practicing the piano!"

Seeing the suspicious look on Jiang Xinyi's face, Zhou Yuwen chuckled inwardly and interrupted her train of thought.

After the ho purchase agreent was signed, no one else ca to disturb their piano practice.

Jiang Xinyi's piano skills were superb, but since it was a newly acquired piece and she was rushing to learn it quickly, it still felt like it was lacking a bit of flavor.

On the other hand, Zhou Yuwen could play the song on the piano, but he had never systematically studied the instrunt.

The two complented each other well. Zhou Yuwen continuously explained the emotions conveyed in the piece to Jiang Xinyi, while she corrected Zhou Yuwen's flawed fingering techniques as he played.

And so, they carried on like this.

Sitting together in front of the piano, they talked and laughed, humming the lody of "Fleet of Ti."

Although the winter was cold, the sun was exceptionally bright. It cast their shadows onto the wall, starting from the morning, progressing to noon, and continuing until it was about to set, transforming from a brilliant sun into a beautiful sunset.

anwhile, their shadows shifted—from short to long, and then short again.

The day passed incredibly quickly because they were both intoxicated by the music. They did not just play "Fleet of Ti"; Jiang Xinyi also played other pieces for Zhou Yuwen to hear.

Zhou Yuwen then thought of a few songs from his guitar tabs and played them a few tis on the piano. Although his movents were clumsy, the basic lody was there.

Jiang Xinyi found his amateurish fingering rather amusing.

She told him, "Idiot, that's not how piano fingering works at all."

"Who taught you the piano?"

"Then how is it supposed to be?"

"Like this!"

Jiang Xinyi gently adjusted Zhou Yuwen's fingers, teaching him how to play the piano bit by bit.

Jiang Xinyi's fingers were beautiful. She did not have a manicure, but her nails were crystal clear and neatly trimd. She looked like a patient kindergarten teacher, gently teaching a little kid how to play the piano.

And Zhou Yuwen, this little kid, was also very smart. Listening to Zhou Yuwen play, Jiang Xinyi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Mhm, right, exactly like that!"

As a result, when she looked up, she found that Zhou Yuwen was actually staring at her.

For a mont, their four eyes t. Feeling sowhat awkward, Jiang Xinyi could not help but lightly swat Zhou Yuwen. "What are you looking at

for?"

"Hey, whether I look at you or not, you still shouldn't hit , right?"

Perhaps there really could not be pure friendship between n and won. When a single man and a single woman spend ti together, it is far too easy for romantic tension to arise. Spending this entire day together had allowed the two of them to develop an increasing mutual understanding.

Not only had Jiang Xinyi developed a good impression of Zhou Yuwen, but even Zhou Yuwen realized that he seed to have developed an unusual affection for her as well.

This feeling erged suddenly. It was sothing he felt after they had practiced for a whole day and finally decided to try a four-hand duet.

After a day of working together, playing a duet made them appear exceptionally synchronized, truly feeling as though they were completely in tune with one another.

Even on their very first attempt, they harmonized perfectly.

Both of them were very happy. So things did not even need to be spoken to be felt—a simple smile from Jiang Xinyi, and an effortless response from Zhou Yuwen.

They could both feel each other through the music.

Originally, in the morning, Jiang Xinyi had harbored so resentnt because Zhou Yuwen had called her old. But by the afternoon, those feelings had completely vanished into thin air.

In the evening, Zhou Yuwen treated Jiang Xinyi to so Cangshu Mutton. Jiang Xinyi once again experienced the charm of these street snacks. This ti, the two of them chatted extensively, casting aside their statuses and prejudices.

They chatted about their favorite music.

Jiang Xinyi talked about learning to play the piano when she was young. She said she had not wanted to give up, but those other people all played better than she did.

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Actually, you shouldn't give up playing the piano."

"Them playing better than you is their business, but your piano is played for yourself."

"You play the piano just to please yourself."

Then Jiang Xinyi talked about her experience learning the guitar. The two hit it off like old friends, chatting more and more enthusiastically.

By the ti Zhou Yuwen drove Jiang Xinyi ho, the two of them lingered in the car for a long ti. They did nothing else, just purely chatting, discussing their views on music, and not just music, but also life and everything else.

This continued until ten o'clock at night.

Yet Jiang Xinyi still did not want to leave. She asked tentatively, "Well then, I'm leaving?"

"Yeah, it's getting late. I need to head back too," Zhou Yuwen said.

Jiang Xinyi felt a bit disappointed because she had not talked enough yet, but what Zhou Yuwen said was the truth.

So she stepped out of the car. Before getting out, Jiang Xinyi said, "I'm looking forward to it more and more now! I want to know what kind of lyrics you've paired with this song!"

Zhou Yuwen told her that she would find out tomorrow!

"Alright! Then I'll look forward to tomorrow. If I'm not satisfied, just you wait!"

Zhou Yuwen rolled his eyes and retorted, "You little girl, why is the way you speak so uncomfortable to hear?"

Jiang Xinyi had already gotten out of the car at this point. She waved her small fist at him. "What little girl? I'm your older sister!"

"Hey! Sister Xinyi, call

big brother!"

"You!"

The two of them continued bickering for a while before Jiang Xinyi finally returned ho with great reluctance.

Today, Jiang Xinyi was especially happy. For the first ti in so many years, she found she had t soone who truly understood her. Zhou Yuwen was right; playing the piano was ant to please herself, so why should she compare herself to others?

Thinking back to the level of harmony they shared during their four-hand duet today.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was difficult to conceal.

She hurriedly returned to her room.

She opened the lid of the piano she rarely played. Having played "Fleet of Ti" all day, the song's lody was already deeply engraved in her mind. It was as if she only needed to lift her hands to effortlessly play the most iconic parts of the piece.

If we can't blush when we et again

Must we then be red-eyed?

We are destined to owe each other

Otherwise, on what basis could we reminisce?

Jiang Xinyi did not know the lyrics to this song, but she could feel the regret embedded within its lody.

The more she played the piece, the more Jiang Xinyi could feel the sweetness of being with Zhou Yuwen today. As the lody unfolded, it was as if everything that had happened today was replaying right in front of her eyes.

"It's late at night and you're not sleeping. What on earth are you playing!"

At that mont, Liu Jing appeared out of nowhere. She was wearing pajamas with a coat draped over her shoulders, which startled Jiang Xinyi.

Jiang Xinyi hastily stopped playing and said guiltily, "Uh, sorry, I'll stop playing now!"

Looking at her daughter's behavior, Liu Jing frowned and said, "I haven't seen you play the piano in a long ti. Why did you suddenly feel like playing today?"

"Uh, Zhou Yuwen is going to sing at the Christmas and New Year's gala and asked

to accompany him. I thought I'd practice a bit. I didn't an to wake you up," Jiang Xinyi explained awkwardly.

"Accompanint?" Liu Jing asked curiously. "Is it the song you were just playing?"

"Mhm."

"How co I've never heard it?" Liu Jing muttered.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi felt very proud. She replied, "Of course you haven't heard it! Zhou Yuwen wrote this song!"

"Zhou Yuwen wrote it?" Liu Jing was stunned.

"Mhm! You didn't expect that, did you? Zhou Yuwen is extrely talented. When I first heard this piece, I was startled too. It sounds incredible! Plus, there's a little story behind this song. Let

tell you, Mom, Zhou Yuwen is even more excellent than you think. Not only can he sing, but he can also play the piano. He learns things incredibly fast. I spent the whole day teaching him the piano today, and he picked it up imdiately..."

Speaking of Zhou Yuwen, Jiang Xinyi had a ton of things in her heart that she wanted to share with soone, but since she lacked a best friend, she could only share them with her mother.

At first, Liu Jing was just standing there, highly suspicious that Zhou Yuwen could actually write songs. But as Jiang Xinyi rambled on endlessly, Liu Jing froze for a mont, suddenly realizing that sothing was amiss.

She simply kept staring at her daughter.

Initially, Jiang Xinyi did not even realize what the issue was. When she talked about Zhou Yuwen, she suddenly found an endless amount to say, and the corner of her mouth kept curling into a smile.

That was until she noticed that the corner of her mother's mouth also seed to be smiling—but it was a quiet smile, carrying a hint of teasing.

As a result, as Jiang Xinyi kept talking, she suddenly felt guilty.

"Mom, why are you... looking at

like that?"

Jiang Xinyi did not dare to et her mother's gaze, lowering her head and muttering.

Seeing her daughter's posture, Liu Jing could not help but burst into laughter. "Keep going. Weren't you teaching Zhou Yuwen the piano? Tell

more."

"What's there to say? There's nothing to say." Realizing her slip-up, Jiang Xinyi began to mumble.

Looking at her daughter's flustered state, Liu Jing remarked, "When you were dating that university teacher, you weren't acting like this."

"Uh, dating is dating. Zhou Yuwen is my friend, and we have a pure friendship! I'm just very happy to make a friend like Zhou Yuwen!" Jiang Xinyi still refused to admit it.

Liu Jing just stared at her quietly. "Really?"

"Whether it's true or false doesn't matter..."

Jiang Xinyi knew that there were too many obstacles between her and Zhou Yuwen: age, status, and various other things.

And moreover...

He had a girlfriend.

Seeing her daughter's gloomy expression, Liu Jing sighed. It seed she saw right through her daughter's heart. Not wanting her to feel too sad, she asked, "That piece you just played—did Zhou Yuwen really write it?"

Returning to the topic of Zhou Yuwen, Jiang Xinyi's face lit up with excitent again. "Yes! Doesn't it sound amazing? Really, I was absolutely stunned the first ti I heard it! And Zhou Yuwen even composed the music for this song!"

"It is quite nice. Play it for

one more ti," Liu Jing requested.

So Jiang Xinyi eagerly played it for her mother once more.

Over those few short minutes, Jiang Xinyi sped up the rhythm slightly. However, the lody was undeniably excellent. Liu Jing gave an objective evaluation: "It truly is a wonderful piece. It's hard to imagine that a kid wrote it."

"Right? I was completely shocked back then too! The main thing is that he also wrote the lyrics. Mom, aren't you curious? Aren't you curious about what kind of lyrics he wrote?" After finishing the song, Jiang Xinyi asked her mother impatiently.

Watching her daughter's active enthusiasm, Liu Jing could not help but sigh. She gently stroked the face of her daughter sitting at the piano and said softly, "Yuwen is really suitable for you. It's a pity he has a girlfriend. Mom knows you are a proud girl; you wouldn't stoop to doing that sort of thing."

"I..." Suddenly, Jiang Xinyi felt a sting in her nose.

If Liu Jing had not brought this up, Jiang Xinyi might have avoided thinking about it. But with her mother pointing it out so bluntly, Jiang Xinyi felt genuinely distressed.

All other issues were not real problems.

Except for this one point.

Zhou Yuwen had a girlfriend!

Jiang Xinyi remained silent and embraced Liu Jing's waist.

Liu Jing rely patted her daughter's back, whispering sothing unintelligible.

And just like that.

The night passed by quietly.

December 24th.

Christmas Eve. The university was decorated with lanterns and strears everywhere, brimming with festive joy. The auditorium, in particular, had people rehearsing inside since early morning.

After such a busy day, five-thirty in the afternoon finally arrived.

The freshn gathered together, packing the auditorium.

As the organizers of this gala, Shen Yu and Su Qing were both quite nervous, running back and forth to mobilize all the mbers of the Student Union.

During such a lively occasion, Chang Hao originally had no intention of showing up.

But You Changjin insisted, "You have to co, Little Chang. You are the Class Monitor; you are the soul of our class!"

Chang Hao replied, "Forget it, Teacher You. I want to resign."

"Resign? How can you resign, Little Chang!"

You Changjin more or less knew about what happened between Chang Hao and Zheng Yanyan, considering it had escalated all the way to the police station.

Seeing his favorite student looking so demoralized, You Changjin could not help but comfort him. "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Little Chang. Today's failure paves the way for tomorrow's success."

"Look at , your teacher. So what if I got dumped? Life has to go on. I believe there is sothing far more worthy of protecting than love—and that is you lovable students!"

"But..." Chang Hao montarily did not know what to say.

You Changjin continued to encourage him to pull himself together, stating that even if he wanted to resign, he had to finish out the sester first.

Thus, Chang Hao hesitated for a long ti, but ultimately, he shouldered the responsibility and helped the class organize a codic dialogue skit.

With the Class Monitor personally stepping up, the class quickly rallied together.

You Changjin was deeply gratified.

At five-thirty in the evening, Landscape Architecture Class Two gathered at the entrance of the auditorium.

You Changjin looked at his well-organized students and nodded in satisfaction. "Good, good. You are all my good students."

Right at that mont.

A familiar Maybach slowly pulled up and parked at the entrance of the auditorium.