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Dum, dum, bang…
The heavy piano sound rang in the room as if it was hitting Jiang Jiamian's heart. The melody was strange and dark, but also captivating in a way.
Qi Yan closed his eyes from time to time, playing extremely intoxicated.
What happened?
Did he really go crazy?
Jiang Jiamian was held tightly between Qi Yan's arms, as if just moving would anger the sleeping beast behind him that was ready to explode at any time.
Jiang Jiamian wisely gave up the struggle and quickly thought about the reason. He couldn't help but look at An Xinya opposite the piano, who was so frightened that her face was filled with tears.
His eyes passed across An Xinya and landed on the wall behind her. Jiang Jiamian's pupils suddenly shrank.
Photo frame, so who is in that photo?
An Xinya!?
Has Qi Yan been secretly in love with her for such a long time?
No, no, no, Jiang Jiamian forced himself to avoid focusing on this obviously wrong idea and quickly worked his brain. He stared hard at the photo and soon felt something was wrong.
No, it was not An Xinya.
The appearance is indeed very similar to her, but the temperament and look is like that of a noble lady, even if it is just a photo, you can feel that it is not An Xinya.
The original plot, An Xinya photo, possessiveness, piano, the strange Qi family father and son… Jiang Jiamian suddenly had an idea, and seemed to have found a possibility that could explain everything!
Dum, dum, dum, dum...
The sound of the piano became increasingly urgent, and the suppressed and crazy emotions quickly spread from Qi Yan to everyone in the room.
His fingers were flying, as if he was possessed, immersed in a certain world.
"Qi Yan!" Jiang Jiamian suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qi Yan's frantically playing hand, "Qi Yan, please wake up, your mother is dead! This is not her!"
Bum!
Qi Yan's fingers suddenly paused and clenched into a fist.
Qi Yan's reaction made Jiang Jiamian feel that his guess was right, and he felt more confident. He turned around and made eye contact with him, "Look clearly, she is An Xinya!"
Qi Yan's hand trembled slightly, he slowly raised his head, and suddenly showed a creepy twisted smile towards An Xinya opposite, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised, "Look, can I take first place this time?"
Jiang Jiamian's heart trembled under Qi Yan's gaze, it was still not working.
Qi Yan didn't seem to be remembering his mother in any beautiful way.
Jiang Jiamian wanted to overturn his previous guess, but unfortunately for a while, he couldn't find a good idea at all.
If this continues, Qi Yan will imprison the heroine again, and the plot will fucking return to its original place.
Qi Yan, who is so powerful bigshot, might come across that tragic ending, and his mission would have failed!
"Qi Yan!" Jiang Jiamian gritted his teeth, and suddenly freed his hand, and before Qi Yan could get angry, he twisted his body in his arms.
Then he held his face with both hands, focused on Qi Yan's lips, and kissed him.
Qi Yan's whole body movements stopped in an instant.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the air became eerily silent.
Jiang Jiamian had no idea if this move was right, Qi Yan's current state was very wrong, and he was not sure if this would be useful.
Fortunately, during the gentle kiss, the anger in Qi Yan's eyes was forcibly softened and dissipated bit by bit.
Jiang Jiamian took the initiative to entangle Qi Yan's tongue. Maybe ten minutes, maybe more, Qi Yan's tense body slowly relaxed.
His hand resting on the piano gently fell on Jiang Jiamian's back.
Seeing Qi Yan finally closing his eyes and immersing himself in the kiss, Jiang Jiamian's hanging heart finally slowly returned back to its original place.
There were still tears on An Xinya's face, and she stared blankly at the two people kissing right in front of her without any hesitation, her head buzzing.
But there is no trace of jealousy.
That night, her fantasy about Qi Yan was completely shattered.
The secret love that had never been expressed to the public was like ashes, and there was no spark left.
She only has one hope now, and that is to leave this house.
"Jiamian, don't leave me, please never leave me."
Qi Yan buried his head on Jiang Jiamian's shoulder, looking indescribably fragile.
However, the arms holding Jiang Jiamian's waist didn't look like he was begging at all. The tight posture seemed like he would break Jiang Jiamian's waist if he showed even the slightest hint of reluctance.
"I won't leave you." Jiang Jiamian felt that it was most important to coax people at this time, "But can you let An Xinya go?"
"You speak for this woman!?" Qi Yan's grip on Jiang Jiamian suddenly tightened, almost suffocating him.
"Cough, cough!"
Jiang Jiamian was almost choked to death by him. He coughed twice before he could breathe again.
He thought for a moment and tried to speak from Qi Yan's perspective, "It's late at night, I think... it wouldn't be good to have an outsider present, right?"
Damn, he was really awesome this time and truly dedicated himself to the mission.
Qi Yan seemed to be moved by his words. He bent down and picked him up, and walked out the door, "I will tell the housekeeper to let her go."
The bedroom door slammed and Qi Yan closed it with his feet. Jiang Jiamian was thrown directly into the bed by him.
Jiang Jiamian looked up and saw Qi Yan's posture that wanted to tear him alive immediately. He was so shocked that he urgently clicked on the avatar of ''Can't think of a name'.
[Lone commander: Come on, come on, didn't you say two days ago that you had developed a new bottle of magic oil that can avoid pain and discomfort to the greatest extent? Give me one bottle quickly and I'll give you the money later!]
[Can't think of a name: So urgent? You wait until I get dressed and get out of bed.]
Jiang Jiamian: "..."
[Lone commander: Can you hurry? I can't wait.]
[Can't think of a name: There is a bottle under my pillow that I plan to use later. It has not been opened yet. Let me give it to you first!]
[Lone commander: I will keep this life-saving grace in my heart. When I wake up, you will be rewarded heavily! Mwah!]
"Uh, uh! Wait, wait a minute!"
Jiang Jiamian held down Qi Yan, who had already torn off his pants, and his hands touched his thighs and spread his legs. "Don't be in a hurry, wait until I get something to save myself. Oh, no, I mean just to add to the fun!"
Jiang Jiamian didn't care what the reason or excuse was, he almost forced the small bottle into Qi Yan's hand, "Use this!"
Saving his life was important, and the reason could pass this point and slowly come true.
"Wuwuwu..."
The nanny who had not yet left heard the faint voice, glanced upstairs strangely, and then looked at the housekeeper, "Old Fang, did you hear anyone crying?"
She clearly saw that the young master had asked the housekeeper to let the girl go. Who was crying so miserably in the middle of the night?
The housekeeper smiled, shook his head, and whispered, "When you work for the young master, even if you are only a monthly employee who does not live here, you must learn to shut up."