"This is a piano typical of the Louis 15 style, part of the Steinway Royal Collection, built in 1924." Wei Chihong said that the whole is made of mahogany, and the piano is decorated with 24K gilt, which has won the favor of the upper class society with its luxurious tone and magnificent shape. In 1924, it was collected by the famous German pianist Wilhelm Backhaus, his music was thick and passionate, and he was good at playing classical music. Yu Chi Jiade loves his little grandson the most, and Yu Chi Hong likes music, so he later gave him this piano as a 16th birthday gift.

"EverypianistdreamsofaSteinway&Sons.thisisaSupremehonorawardedSteinwaybytheMusiccircles", Qiao Yan lovingly stroked the keys and habitually said in English.

Yu Chihong gently wrapped around her waist from behind. "Your dream has come true, my pianist, you can play a piece now."

"I'm not worthy of Steinway at my level, it's okay to let Qiao Ran try." Qiao Yan blushed a little, she was a little timid, afraid of desecrating the piano that artists all over the world dreamed of. Also, what did he just say, my pianist? He used the word "mine".

"It's better for you to play, your level should be higher than mine." Qiao Yan didn't know if Yu Chihong could play the piano, but she believed that the answer was yes, and the standard must be not ordinary, otherwise her grandfather would not give him such an expensive piano.

"I haven't practiced for too long, and my hands are raw. I'll play for you when I find time to practice. Listening to Wei Chihong's tone, Qiao Yan knew that he was a master.

This man is really a decathlon, Qiao Yan admired in her heart, and opened a gentle and serene smile to him.

That smile made Wei Chihong's heart stir violently, and he grabbed her waist. "I'll show you around the rest of the place."

Qiao Yan felt the warmth of home with him. The dining room is fresh and elegant, with fresh and warm chairs in cream and white. The bathroom cabinet has a mirror effect to make the whole space look more transparent, bright and clean.

The warm and romantic master bedroom has a plain light blue bedspread, and the colors are fresh and charming. "This is your room." Yu Chihong generously gave the master bedroom to Qiao Yan.

"And where do you live?" Qiao Yan asked deliberately. She didn't believe it, he had lured her here, just wanted to be a normal roommate with her.

Yu Chihong stared at her. "I'm in the second bedroom."

Qiao Yan stared at his eyes boldly, but she couldn't find the slightest trace of lying. Faintly lost in the bottom of his heart, could it be that the communication he said before was limited to words and thoughts? He doesn't want to go one step further beyond the thunder pool? She couldn't see through his thoughts, so she simply acted like she had no distractions. "Since you want to be humble, then you're welcome. I'm going to go get my stuff and put it away now. ”

Wei Chihong watched her hurry out of the room, a thoughtful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Yan approached the wardrobe and found that the large wardrobe that occupied an entire wall was hand-painted, and several wardrobe doors were combined into a painting, painting gorgeous roses, which were expressed by traditional lacquerware craftsmanship, and the overall color was bright, elegant and rich in cultural charm.

"This painting is your work, right?" Qiao Yan has been to Yu Chihong's studio and knows a little about his painting style.

"You can see it, I'm glad." Wei Chihong said that this kind of handmade process is very complicated, as detailed as dozens, roughly divided into wooden tires, sanding, mounting, scraping, priming, painting, lacquering, hand-pushing, interior, etc., "I know you don't like bright colors, but if the rose is expressed with a plain color, it will lose its original charm." ”

"No, I love it." Qiao Yan said sincerely, "This is the second surprise you gave me today, Qiao Ran and I like roses very much." Do you like it too? ”

There was a soft smile in Yu Chihong's eyes. "I'm Aiwu and Wu."

"What do you mean?" Qiao Yan was puzzled for a while.

"As I said, you're like a rose, so I'm in love with a rose." Wei Chihong's gaze gradually rose, "This painting is specially painted for you." "This master bedroom has not yet been added to the wardrobe, in order to brew a plan to let Qiao Yan live in for many days, Yu Chihong specially took time out of his busy schedule to paint this painting in the factory.

Qiao Yan met his gaze in surprise. "You're painting again?"

"It's not official." A smile dyed Captain Chi Hong's eyes. "You're so happy, do you want me to continue with the nude painting that I didn't finish last time?"

"you!" Qiao Yan glared at him and pouted, "Hooligans!" ”

Wei Chihong held back a smile and said, "I am a policeman who catches hooligans, not hooligans." ”

"You get out." Qiao Yan pushed him out, "Since this room belongs to me, I have the right to kick you out." ”

The smile in Wei Chihong's eyes became even stronger. "Are you going to do something unseemly by driving me away?" He deliberately didn't leave, and Qiao Yan couldn't push him away even if she tried a lot of strength.

Qiao Yan puffed out her cheeks. "I'm going to take a shower, do you want to peep, you dare to say it's not hooliganism?"

"Okay, I'll get out. The toiletries are all in the cabinet in the bathroom, you find it yourself. Yu Chihong was very simple this time, and walked out of the room after speaking.

Qiao Yan was stunned unexpectedly, shook her head and smiled, took a change of clothes, and walked into the bathroom of the master bedroom. As soon as she entered, she was startled, this bathroom was different from the outside, the whole wall was mirrored, like a dance rehearsal hall. The mirror extends all the way to the shower room, and even when you take a shower, you face the mirror. No matter where she goes, she is clearly reflected in the mirror.

What a strange bathroom, Qiao Yan muttered in her heart, the master bedroom was originally Wei Chihong's own residence, right? The bathroom must have been his going to use it too. How obsessed was he with his body to make the bathroom like this? Her heart is a little hairy, could it be that Yu Chihong is so narcissistic that he is almost perverted? But no, the time spent with him is not short, and from his speech and demeanor, it is not at all clear that he is such a person. She thought wildly, took off her clothes, and walked naked into the shower room.

Looking at the mirror, the naked body was unobstructed, Qiao Yan herself felt blushing, although she was quite confident in her figure, but it felt very weird, how could anyone take a bath and look in the mirror at the same time.

After taking a shower, Qiao Yan put on her pajamas and pants, and the first thing she did was to go to Yu Chihong to ask for an explanation, but after turning around, she couldn't see his figure. In the end, I found that on the balcony outside the study, there seemed to be a "small fire" flickering in the dark night. When I got closer, I looked closely, and there was indeed a bit of fire, which was on the cigarette butt. Yu Chihong was leaning on the balcony, standing quietly, smoking alone. He was still talking and laughing just now, but after a moment, it became so deep.

She walked over, stopped in front of him, and looked up at him. "Why are you hiding here and smoking?"

"The craving for cigarettes suddenly came up." Yu Chihong's voice was low and hoarse, "How do you feel after taking a bath?" ”

The meaning of the question seemed to be asking her how she felt about the bathroom. Qiao Yan paused before asking: "Why did you make the bathroom like that, do you hope that you can appreciate your body every minute and every second when you take a bath?" ”

Yu Chihong took a deep puff of his cigarette, and his eyes did not leave her face. "With what you know about me, would I think like that?"

"Why is that?" Qiao Yan was confused.

"It's Mr. Feng Shui's suggestion." Yu Chihong's eyes shone in the night, "Mr. Feng Shui said that the mirror in the bathroom has the effect of promoting the early marriage of unmarried men and women. I have been lonely and lonely for many years, although I reject women on the surface, in fact, I also have this desire in my heart, so I did it. I think it's working, at least, I've found a good match. ”

Qiao Yan was convinced of his words, only felt that her eyes were hot and her throat was choking, and she couldn't speak. Good relationship, he regards their relationship as a good relationship. Such an excellent man has suffered such a heavy blow and endured such loneliness for so long. How fortunate she was to be able to walk into his heart, warm him, and soothe him.

Yu Chihong suddenly extinguished the cigarette butt and reached out to grasp Qiao Yan's hand. His hands were warm and strong, and they took her into his arms. "Qiao Yan," he hugged her, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of some kind of helpless, heavy, depressed sadness, "tell me, how much do you love me?" ”

Qiao Yan's heart "thumped", and quickly, two waves of heat rushed into her eyes. "True love is not said by mouth, but done by practical actions."

"You're right, I'm confused." Yu Chihong let out a faint sigh, "I'm probably a little bit of a loser now, and I'm afraid of losing you." ”

"I guess I'm afraid of losing you." Qiao Yan reached out to hug his waist and pressed her face against his chest, she could feel his heart beating heavily.

The two snuggled up to each other for a while, and Yu Chihong pulled Qiao Yan's long hair that was blown away by the wind. "It's windy outside, let's go inside."

At night, Qiao Yan lay alone on the bed in the master bedroom, tossing and turning, she really hoped that Yu Chihong would come in, not asking for anything else, as long as she could sleep with him and feel the temperature of his body, she would be satisfied. However, she was disappointed, and there was no movement outside.

Wei Chihong was in the study, late at night, and he was still studying the materials of the murder of Professor Zhuang Yiqun. The investigation of the case has not progressed, and there is no problem with other people in Ruixin Pharmaceutical, and the investigation of Deng Xiaolong has not found any problems: Deng Xiaolong, 33 years old this year, works in the research and development department of Ruixin Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., American nationality, after obtaining a master's degree from the University of Chicago, he went to Haidu University three years ago to study for a doctorate in molecular biophysics.