Chapter 456: Chapter 456: 212 Love (Second Update)_2

Chapter 456: 212 Love (Second Update)_2

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When Qu Feitai entered the restroom, Ming Ti pulled Ming Chen into the bedroom: “Our sister doesn’t want him to come, why are you so kindhearted?”

“Of course, because he is Brother Qu.”

“You... are a total fan girl. Aren’t you afraid of sister getting angry?”

“I am, of course I am, but Brother Qu is so pitiful. He traveled such a long way to see my sister, how could I keep him outside? Besides, it’s raining so heavily outside, where could he go? Heaven is compassionate, and the Buddha is merciful to all beings. They certainly wouldn’t like to see Brother Qu suffer. As for my sister, she’ll definitely agree.”

“Are you silly? That’s not what our sister means. Forget it, you won’t understand even if I explain it to you.” Ming Ti found it was talking to a brick wall, her mind full of fan girl fantasies and nothing productive.

Ming Chen secretly stuck out her tongue. She knew better, Ming Ti was the naïve one.

Qu Feitai returned in clean clothes. The mysterious person’s outfit was entirely black, with no logo, with slightly short sleeves and pant legs. In other aspects, it was perfect. It seemed like this so-called Shiba was around the same weight as Qu Feitai but at least ten centimeters shorter.

“Wow, Brother Qu looks so handsome in black clothes,” Ming Chen exclaimed.

Qu Feitai raised an eyebrow: “Really? Ming Chen, Brother Qu has a question for you.”

“Ask, Brother Qu.”

Qu Feitai glanced around and lowered his voice: “Who is this Shiba in your story?”

Ming Chen rolled her eyes, cunning and clever: “Shiba is just Shiba.”

Qu Feitai touched his forehead: “I know it’s your Shiba, I mean, what’s his relationship with your sister?”

Ming Chen giggled behind her hand: “Is Brother Qu jealous?”

Qu Feitai smiled helplessly: “Do I have that privilege?”

“Of course you do. But never mind, Brother Qu. Shiba won’t compete with you for my sister because Shiba is mine. He has promised me that once I grow up, he’ll marry me.”

Ming Chen stood on her tiptoes and patted Qu Feitai on the shoulder: “Keep going, Brother Qu.”

Qu Feitai’s mouth twitched. Are all the kids these days so precocious?

At this moment, Xiao Ying and Han Suwen returned with groceries, surprised to see a man in their house. Ming Yi ran up to him with an innocent smile: “You must be Brother Qu, right? My sister talks about you all the time.”

Qu Feitai smiled and patted the girl’s head: “You must be Xiao Wu?”

Who could refuse the request of a pretty and cute little girl? Qu Feitai asked, “Do you have any musical instruments at home?”

“We have an electronic piano.” Ming Chen rushed to her bedroom and pulled out a half-human-sized electronic piano, while Qu Feitai hurried over to help her.

“Aunt Wen won this electronic piano in a raffle during a promotion at a shopping mall. But I don’t know how to play, so it’s been gathering dust in the corner.”

Qu Feitai looked at the electronic piano and smiled, touching the keys to turn it on.

Qu Feitai asked, “What song do you want to hear?”

“White Robe,” Ming Chen answered without hesitation.

The young man sat in a chair, his slender and beautiful fingers dancing on the piano keys like a sprite. In an instant, a beautiful piano melody flowed out, filling the whole room.

Xiao Ying peeked out from the kitchen and marveled at the young man, saying, “Only Qu Feitai could make an electronic piano sound like a real piano.”

Listening to Qu Feitai’s live performance was an unforgettable experience.

When the young man began singing the first line, even the stern-faced Ming Ti couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned, quickly raising her head to look at him.

In her eyes, the man who was fiercely pursuing Ming Jing was very annoying, even if he was handsome, wealthy, and had a high status. In her opinion, he could never be good enough for Ming Jing.

Last time at the concert, she had experienced why this man attracted so many crazy fans for the first time. On the dazzling stage, he sang with deep emotions, as if he was a distant star admired by ordinary people in the audience. It was a love they could never catch up with in their lifetimes.

Now, the young man was sitting right in front of her, with no screaming fans, no fancy lighting or makeup, and no high-end audio equipment.

Just a person and a cheap electronic piano, performing a concert-level performance.

People said that the song White Robe was written for Ming Jing. She had scorned the idea before, but now as she listened to the young man’s clear and pure voice, a beautiful painting unfolded before her eyes.

This must be the extraordinary talent that made him truly praiseworthy. Deep affection wasn’t found in expressions, gestures, or words.

It was in the lines of lyrics, the soft and tangled singing, and the mellow and melodious sighs in between.

Ming Ti was somewhat stunned.

It seemed that she had been a little moved.

From downstairs, the sound of singing and piano floated up faintly. Ming Jing opened her eyes and looked into Buddha’s eyes.

“Suffering is born from love, fear is born from love; away from love, there is no suffering or fear.”