"Mo Yuye, does this song "Drunk Breeze" have lyrics?" Jian Yunge asked, if not, she wanted to help compose.

"Yes." Mo Yuye put the green leaves on the wooden table to the side and replied indifferently.

"That's it......" Jian Yunge smiled a little disappointed, but she still didn't admit defeat in her heart.

"Can you sing to me? I think this song is really good and I want to learn it. Jian Yunge raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yuye expectantly.

"Nope." Mo Yuye refused bluntly, this was his love song with Mu Tianxin, how could he sing it to others casually?

Jian Yunge was speechless, she really couldn't understand Mo Yuye, it was just a song, why be so precious?

However, Mo Yuye Baby's is not a song, but this song is the only song that Mu Tianxin sings to him alone.

Seeing that Mo Yuye stubbornly ignored it, Jian Yunge sat back in front of the guzheng behind the veil with self-knowledge.

Her white, delicate hands with pale pink kodan caressed the strings.

Through the veil, Jian Yunge could vaguely see Mo Yuye's figure. After seeing that he was still holding the book and reading, she couldn't help but be a little angry.

Then, as if thinking of something, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up with a meaningful smile.

Her hand kept caressing and plucking on the strings, and a guzheng version of "Drunk Breeze" came into being.

Mo Yuye couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this melody that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Then he closed the book and walked over with a serious face. He casually lifted the veil away, and threw the note angrily onto Jian Yunge's zither, making a heavy and piercing sound.

"Yikes!" Jian Yunge couldn't help but exclaim, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Who gave you permission to play this tune?!" Mo Yuye's face was pale, and his purple Danfeng eyes were full of anger.

"Me, I just love this tune." Jian Yunge was a little frightened, she thought that Mo Yuye would praise her intelligence, but after listening to it once, she could play it perfectly.

But unexpectedly, Mo Yuye not only didn't praise her, but became angry because of it.

"Don't play it again, or I'll scrap your fingers!" Mo Yuye glanced at her white hand and said with a look of disgust.

Mo Yuye knew that Jian Yunge had a good impression of him, so he would not hurt him.

Therefore, he did not care about anything, not to mention, this delicate and contrived woman did anger him.

Jian Yunge's heart couldn't help but chuckle, and her face instantly turned pale.

What did he say? He's going to scrap her finger?!

Just because of this broken tune, he's going to scrap her fingers?!

Why?! Why could that woman named Mu Tianxin be favored by Mo Yuye, and she had to accept his insults?!

Jian Yunge lowered her head, she held her fingers tightly, for fear that Mo Yuye would do something to her.

However, her inky eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.

"Did you hear that?!" Seeing that Jian Yunge didn't respond for a long time, just lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, Mo Yuye couldn't help but reprimand angrily with some impatience.

"Hmm......" Jian Yunge replied softly.

"Dumb?" Seeing that she was insincere, Mo Yuye couldn't help but frown.

"Heard ......" Jian Yunge raised her eyes, a pair of black jade apricot eyes were slightly red, and under Mo Yuye's gaze, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

When Mo Yu saw this, his face was indifferent, but he was extremely disgusted in his heart.

He didn't do anything to her, she cried like that.