Master's Million Blind Wife

Qiao An turned her head and her slender fingers landed on the keys, followed by a note and two notes... A cheerful but not noisy piano piece started to flow in the room.    

Huo Chengzhou's lips curved into a faint smile, but the surging emotions in his eyes betrayed his good mood at the moment.    

After the song ended, Qiao An suddenly frowned. Her finger touched the logo, and then she was shocked.    

"Huo Chengzhou." She suddenly looked back in the direction of the sofa. "Are you there?"    

"Yes." Huo Chengzhou's tone was especially languid. "What is it?"    

"This piano..."    

"The one you played at the mall in Huo City."    

"More than 50 million!" Qiao An held the guide staff tightly, her face full of shock, "Where did you get the money!"    

Huo Chengzhou got up and sat down. He picked up a cup of water to moisten his throat, but his tone was calm and relaxed. "I am already 26 years old. I should have some savings, right? Do you think that a rich second generation who is taking advantage of his old age doesn't even know how to manage basic finances?"    

"Financial management? What do you mean?" Qiao An asked.    

Huo Chengzhou smiled and said, "Savings are steady and safe."    

Qiao An said, "So how much savings did you use?"    

"All." Huo Chengzhou was silent for a while. "I even borrowed some from friends."    

Qiao An's expression froze on her face for a moment. She could not describe the feeling in her heart. Only three words floated in her mind: prodigal.    

Raising her hand to support her forehead, Qiao An asked, "Can I return it?"    

"No." Huo Chengzhou raised his chin and said in a tsundere tone, "I bought it from Ling Yi. Refund is too shameful."    

"Is face more important or money more important?" Qiao An asked him.    

"Of course it's face." Huo Chengzhou's deep eyes fell on her face. His tone was half true and half false. "I cannot lose face with Ling Yi."    

Qiao An was speechless."    

At this moment, her complicated, conflicted, and speechless mood could no longer be described with suitable words.    

Just as she was thinking about convincing Huo Chengzhou to withdraw the piano, she heard the man say casually, "Didn't you like it? Fifty million for you to like it. I think it's worth it. "    

Qiao An's words of persuasion were swallowed by the tip of her tongue.    

Seeing a touch of touched emotions in the bottom of her eyes, Huo Chengzhou's brows slightly raised. "Furthermore, the hypnotizing piano piece you gave me previously was very effective. Take it as me thanking you. In the future, when I have nothing to do, I can play the piano. I can also sleep well."    

Qiao An looked over. "Then have you slept well recently?"    

"Better than before." Huo Chengzhou said, "I can sleep for at least two or three hours."    

A flash of heartache flashed across Qiao An's eyes. In a fleeting moment, she said, "If it is effective, I will record a few more songs for you later."    

"Okay." Huo Chengzhou looked at her with a burning gaze. "Use this piano to record. I think the effect will be better."    

Qiao An nodded. "Okay."    

After dinner, Qiao An returned to her room and a few messages came in from the Ling's's musical instrument store, Meimei.    

Meimei, [Qiao An, the store treasure piano was bought. It was said that it was bought by a rich second generation. He said he bought it to send his wife home...] Oh my god, why didn't I meet such a spoiled second generation?]    

Qiao An said, Maybe this second-generation rich kid started to eat dirt after buying the piano? "    

Meimei said, How could that be? The so-called second-generation rich kid is the type that can't be used up with too much money. ]    

Qiao An: [You might be talking about the traditional rich second generation. In this world, there is a type of prodigal second generation that only knows how to take care of old people.]    

Meimei: [Why do I hear that your tone is a little wrong? Lemon Essence? ]    

Qiao An sighed towards the sky. She also wanted the lemon essence. The key matter laid on her body and she did not know whether to laugh or cry. She wanted to cry but had no tears...    

Qiao An said, [Help me pay attention to any jobs that require pianists recently. It doesn't matter whether they are big or small, as long as they make money. 】