CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: THEN WHERE CAN BE TOUCHED

Huo Jincheng looked at her, his eyes deep and mysterious, "If you really don’t like it, just smash it!"

"No, no, no, I really like it." Lu Xingzhi was afraid Huo Jincheng might actually smash it, so she hurried to protect it.

What a pity that would be!

So much money, can these diamonds be pried off and sold?

She swallowed, realizing she’d just embraced six million.

Lu Xingzhi carefully touched the piano, as if handling a fine jade. Her eyes sparkled like stars, at this moment, like fireworks blooming, her cherry blossom pink lips slowly parted and lifted, anyone could feel her joy.

So beautiful it made it hard to look away.

"Zhi Zhi, go play a tune!" Huo Jincheng smiled, his gentle voice tender and lingering, with a hint of affection even he wasn’t aware of.

Lu Xingzhi’s eyes curved in delight, she sat in front of the piano, carefully opening the lid, placing her hands on it, closing her eyes, she felt the keys.

Only then did her fingers start to move.

A bright and joyful music flowed from her fingers, closing her eyes, it was as if one could see playful children and dancing butterflies.

So light and joyful, such melodies relaxed one’s entire body.

Lu Xingzhi wore a cheerful smile the whole time, her bright face radiant like a starry river appearing in the night.

When the tune ended, Huo Jincheng, as the audience, applauded her.

"It sounded great." This was his honest opinion, looking at Lu Xingzhi with a hint of depth in his eyes, my little fiancée, what other surprises can you give me?

Huo Jincheng had also studied piano, having listened to many piano pieces and concerts, but what Lu Xingzhi just played was definitely not something he had heard before.

Moreover, it seemed spontaneous and carefree, one could only say it was Lu Xingzhi’s impromptu creation.

Her piano skills are very talented and have spiritual energy.

She bestowed the music with a soul, giving it a unique charm.

Compared to Shen Xinzhu who was overly praised yet played the piano without any soul, Lu Xingzhi had completely surpassed her, and if she continued on this path, the future would be limitless.

With a hint of depth in his eyes, he wondered, why didn’t she apply to a music academy?

"I haven’t touched a piano in years, I’m already rusty." Lu Xingzhi said somewhat shyly, closing the piano, she sincerely said to Huo Jincheng, "Uncle, thank you!"

Huo Jincheng found this ’thank you’ particularly grating.

He touched her flushed face, "This is what I should do. As long as you’re happy. In the future, you’re not allowed to say thank you to me."

He hadn’t expected the little girl in his home to be so amazing, hiding many little secrets.

No worries, he would, piece by piece, uncover them all.

He believed that Lu Xingzhi was not lying; after not touching a piano for years, to still play like this was truly remarkable.

The first time he saw Lu Xingzhi, he noticed her fair and beautiful hands, fingers long and slender like scallions, thinking then how beautiful they would look dancing on the piano keys.

Now, it further proved his thoughts at that time.

"Don’t touch my face." Lu Xingzhi stepped back a few steps.

"Then where can I touch?" Huo Jincheng stepped forward, getting close to Lu Xingzhi, pressing her against the piano, his hands on the piano, encircling her.

His gaze was ambiguous and mischievous, the hot breath landing on Lu Xingzhi’s porcelain-white little face, red blush layering upon layering, like a ripe peach, making people want to take a bite.

Lu Xingzhi was so frightened she retreated, but there was no room left, she could only lean back, too nervous to know what to do, pushing Huo Jincheng away.