Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Ruan Tianling still held a wine glass in his hand, with less than a sip of red wine left in it.

His gaze was indifferent as he casually looked towards the side, falling on Jian Yufei, who was seated across from him.

The intricately decorated ceiling was embedded with exquisite wall lamps, shining brilliantly like countless stars.

Jian Yufei sat at the piano, her long, silky hair cascading down her chest. Under the illumination of the light, she appeared to be surrounded by a halo, her beauty both gentle and serene.

He never knew that she could also play the piano.

She lost her father at six, her mother remarrying when she was seven. Her selfish and greedy stepfather would never have paid for her to learn piano.

Just one look at her devotion to her accounting major could tell you how pragmatic she was. How could someone who was focused on leading a steady life afford to cultivate a luxurious hobby like playing the piano?

So, when exactly did she learn to play the piano?

The moment the piano music stopped, Ruan Tianling suddenly started clapping. His clapping was slow, rhythmically sending waves straight to one’s heart.

Jian Yufei turned her head slightly, meeting his deep gaze. Surprise was reflected in her eyes, but her facial expression hardened slightly.

The man smirked mischievously, his gaze giving her a deep look that seemed complicated and intriguing.

Afterwards, he pulled his gaze back and said with a faint smile to Yan Yue, “Quite good, wasn’t it?”

Yan Yue didn’t know what he meant by “quite good”.

She smiled sweetly, sincerely complimenting, “Indeed it was good, I didn’t expect Yufei could play the piano, and play so well at that.”

Ruan Tianling smiled again, his laugh somewhat cryptic.

Yan Yue felt slightly uneasy, she realized she couldn’t understand the man who had accompanied her for over a decade.

It wasn’t until Ruan Tianling had shifted his gaze away, that Jian Yufei noticed Yan Yue seated across from him.

If Xiao Lang hadn’t comforted her just now, she thought she would have rushed up and thrown the wine all over the woman’s face.

But now she did not want to lower herself to her level, it would only reduce her own dignity.

Discretely pulling her gaze back, Jian Yufei turned to Xiao Lang beside her and smiled, “I said I would treat you to a meal several times, how about now? Twice I’ve run into you here, twice we’ve played the same piece together. For this serendipity, we should have a drink today.”

As she spoke, she rose and walked with the man beside her towards the dining table.

Xiao Lang gave a light smile: “Our meetings here are not mere coincidence.”

Jian Yufei looked at him puzzled, to which he added, “Because this restaurant is mine.”

“So that’s how it is,” Jian Yufei laughed wryly and openly, “Did you name the restaurant ‘The Wanderer’ because you love this piece?”

“More or less.”

When Ruan Tianling glanced over, he saw the two of them walking and laughing. This was the second time he had seen Jian Yufei laugh at that man!

He narrowed his sharp eyes and tipped his head back to finish off the remaining wine in his glass.

Unbeknownst to himself, his body was subtly emanating a chilling atmosphere tinged with anger.

“Tianling…” Yan Yue’s eyes flickered as she softly uttered his name, pulling him back from his thoughts.

“What’s the matter? You’re hungry, aren’t you? Let’s order,” he said, his eyes becoming warm and affectionate again. His lips curled up in an indulgent smile that he reserved only for her.

Yan Yue relaxed, a bright and joyful smile spreading across her exquisite face.