Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife Chapter 341 - 342: Pressing Her Down Heavily on the Piano

Shi i sighed sorrowfully and then said, "Go tell the Shi Family that I will stay over with you tonight."

Ye Tiao: "Oh."

During this period, Shi Lingyan rarely returned to the Shi Mansion, for one thing, he wanted to reduce Shi i’s feelings and dependence on him.

Secondly, he always fantasized that one day he could see that long-desired figure the mont he opened the door to the Shi Wuzhou ho.

Although it was very likely... the visitor ant no good.

After parking the car, Shi Lingyan returned ho.

All of the technological facilities used at Shi Wuzhou were designed and developed by Tang Jingming and Kang City’s renowned top hacker, Luo Zhan, so their security was extrely high.

After opening the door with his iris recognition, Shi Lingyan walked in, and the door automatically closed behind him.

As he stepped through the door, Shi Lingyan saw a pair of high heels at the threshold of the entryway.

They were blue-black gradient high heels with an exaggerated and sexy design, and the luxurious sparkle was so dazzling under the spotlight that it hurt the eyes.

The logo of a luxury brand was conspicuously prominent.

It was Tang Wu’s favorite brand.

She said that this brand’s products could display her beauty without a doubt.

Shi Lingyan frowned slightly, and then his mind went blank for a mont. By the ti he ca to his senses, he had already rushed into the living room.

There was no one in the living room, but the lights at the bar by the floor-to-ceiling window were already on.

A bottle of clearly just opened Petrus wine was placed there, and next to it, two crystal wine glasses were filled with a red liquid, shimring with translucent and lustrous light.

Suddenly, ahead, the crisp sound of a piano started to echo.

The dense wisteria had begun to yellow slightly with the arrival of winter.

Yet the white grand piano underneath it remained as pristine as ever.

The dust cover had been lifted, and a slender figure sat in front of the piano.

She was wearing a pitch-black mask and with slow, rhythmic movent, her fingertips danced upon it.

As if she had heard a noise behind her, the girl at the piano turned slightly, her lips curving into a small smile, "You’re back."

Blood almost surged to Shi Lingyan’s head in that mont, and he nearly lost all reason.

Before Shi i could react, he rushed forward and embraced her tightly.

He did so with such force that Shi i couldn’t help but tilt her head back with a muffled grunt, struggling instinctively and calling out, "Shi Lingyan..."

However, Shi Lingyan couldn’t help himself and held her even tighter, as if he was afraid she might slip away from him once again.

Shi i could barely breathe, and only then did Shi Lingyan let her go. He cupped her face with both hands, his dark and deep eyes seemingly harboring a faint layer of moisture under the moonlight.

Joy mixed with madness...

Shi i felt a tremor in her heart, and in an instant, she subdued the emotion that had stirred within her. She took his hands, lifting up what he had once called the most beautiful smile, "Long ti no see."

This distant and cool tone made Shi Lingyan’s heart ache slightly.

Shi i stood up and said, "I’ve co to beg you, Mr. Shi."

I’ve co to beg you, Mr. Shi.

It felt like a scoop of hot oil had been poured over Shi Lingyan’s heart, instantly billowing thick smoke.

"Beg ?" Shi Lingyan’s lips seed to twitch, though it was hard to tell if they actually did, "What did you call ?"

Shi i’s lips curved higher, and she leaned closer, wrapping her arms around his neck, softly saying, "Whatever you like to call you, that’s what I’ll call you..."

Before she could finish her last word, Shi i’s mouth was fiercely blocked.

Shi Lingyan’s hand grasped her head, and with force, he pushed her against the piano.