"Xiaochun, stay away from him. I'll return these items tomorrow. If you like it, I'll buy it for you. Shi Mingge is a very dangerous person, so don't take anything from him. Do you understand?" Jin Beisen's handsome face was stern, and his eyes were sharp.
The light in Zhou Man's pure eyes became dull as she blankly nodded her head.
"Let's go eat." Jin Beisan stretched out his hand, holding Zhou Manzhen in his arms. Zhou Manzhen lifted his eyes and met the pair of eyes that were as deep as the sea. The corner of his mouth revealed a faint smile.
"Beisan, aren't you and Shi Mingge brothers? Why do you all hate each other so much? Even your enemies would not be able to do this. " Zhou Manzhen asked in confusion. His fingers slowly tightened into a fist.
"The scariest kind of person in this world is that you treat him as a brother, but he has never treated you as a brother. Under the temptation of money, how many people can remain unmoved?" Jin Beiseng spoke calmly. As for the grudge between him and Shi Mingge, as well as the losses that JS International suffered due to Shi Botao's corruption a few years ago, Jin Beiseng didn't even want to bother about it anymore.
On account of the fact that he was his uncle, Jin Beiseng wanted to write him off. However, since he was too ambitious and restless, even if he was not at JS International right now, he still had thoughts on JS International.
"You mean that Shi Mingge sold you out because of the money?" Zhou Manzhen lowered her voice, but there was a strange feeling in her heart.
"More than once. Little Pure, there are some things that you don't need to know. Even if you know, it will only add to your worries. I hope that you can always be that happy Little Pure." Jin Beisheng pulled out a chair and helped Zhou Manzhen to sit down.
"Of course, but I hope there are no secrets between us. If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you, but we are husband and wife, husband and wife are going to suffer together. You can tell me all of your worries, I am your trash."
Jin Beisen stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Manzhen's delicate cheeks, his starry eyes revealed a trace of a smile, he gently said, "Okay."
After di
er, Zhou Man played the zither for a while, and Jin Beiseng quietly sat on the sofa to the side, admiring the music. He closed his eyes and quietly listened.
After the practice song was finished, Zhou Manzhen played another "Night Piano Five", and the soothing prelude sounded, gradually calming Jin Beisen's somewhat irritable mood. But carefully listening, the song was full of sadness, like the evening breeze, passing through his hair, but that sadness never left his body.
Zhou Man's eyes were closed. She already knew all 88 black and white keyboards by heart. When she played, she never looked at the keyboard. She was very familiar with this song, so she never played it incorrectly.
In terms of music, Zhou Manzhu had a very high talent. She had never played a song before. After two minutes of watching it, she could memorize the score and then play it down smoothly. Her score was quite good.
Jin Beisheng frowned deeply, his gaze hot as he looked at Zhou Manzhen's straight figure swaying to the rhythm of the music, his long black hair hanging down freely from his waist. He did not know why she was so sad when she played the zither, just looking at her back was enough to make him feel sorry for himself.
"Xiaochun." Jin Beisen couldn't sit still anymore, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked straight to her side, and interrupted her playing the zither.
Zhou Manquan opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her vision had long since been covered by a thin layer of mist.
Everyone who studied music knew that music had a soul. It could not speak, but it used the black and white keys to write the most beautiful language in the world. However, very few people could understand it.
No matter how long it took, when she played this song again, she would still feel sad. She had played this song with Lin Xingyan no less than ten times, and Lin Xingyan liked to play accompaniment for Zhou Manzhen. She was willing to play Zhou Manzhen's supporting role, and perhaps, some people thought that accompanying was a trivial matter, but if a song was lacking in a accompaniment, it would seem very boring.
Ever since Lin Xingyan had left, Zhou Man had given up on playing the piano, believing that he could not find anyone else to accompany her.
This melody was also taught to her by Yu Chen's mother, Liu Anya.
The door to memories seemed to be opened. Zhou Manzhen remembered that autumn day, Liu Anya was wearing a smoke-colored qipao, quietly sitting by the window playing a zither. Liu Anya was just like her name, a graceful woman.
When Liu Anya played it to Zhou Man, she remembered it. Although it didn't play out Liu Anya's feeling, it was very smooth without any pause.
Now that she thought about it, Zhou Manzhen finally understood that Liu Anya's zither music was filled with sadness and longing.
Seeing her empty eyes and silence, Jin Beiseng became anxious. He cupped Zhou Manzhen's palm-sized face, and gently wiped her tears with his slightly callused fingers, softly whispering: "Idiot, what's wrong?"
Zhou Manzhen came back to his senses. He felt a faint pain in his chest. The tip of his nose began to ache, and his eyes turned red.
She threw herself into his arms, snot and tears on his expensive sweater, sobbing in spite of the image.
Although he didn't know what this woman was thinking in his heart, all of his thoughts had been completely occupied by Zhou Manzhen.
"Bei Sen, do you know the flowery language of the stars?" Zhou Manzhen sobbed as she asked, her body trembling.
"Silly girl, don't cry anymore. The emotional fluctuations of a pregnant woman will affect her fetus." Jin Bei Sen pulled away Zhou Manzhen's body, took her hand, and led her to a nearby sofa.
"Mm ??" I won't cry anymore. I won't cry anymore. " Zhou Manzhen pretended to be strong in wiping away her tears. When she thought of how she was pregnant, she seemed to have become braver.
"I know the flowery verses of the stars, I'm willing to be a supporting role." Jin Beisan slightly raised his eyes, and an expression of grief flashed across his elegant yet cold face.
The stars in the sky were Lin Xingyan's favorite flowers.
"When Xingyan was alive, she would accompany me when I was playing the zither. Thinking of this, I feel very selfish. I never played for her." Zhou Manzhen said with a bit of shame. Her mind was wandering around, and her heart was filled with regret.
"Don't talk nonsense, good friends don't care about this. Since you two are good friends, I think she won't care about this." Jin Beisan's black eyes suddenly dimmed. Even he himself didn't understand what he was feeling sad about.
Was she feeling sorry for Zhou Manzhu or was she sad that Lin Xingyan was willing to be her supporting role?
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