Chapter 163 Jiang Jintong Chapter 6
Chapter 163 Jiang Jintong Chapter 6
"It's a nice name. How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-two."
"You're about to turn twenty-two. Have you learned any musical instruments?"
The young man's eyes were deep and his tone was always easy-going, just like an elder caring about the younger generation.
However, his sudden change of attitude made Xie Luo a little confused. He couldn't understand why the other party asked such boring questions.
"No."
"Sorry, am I asking too much?"
"Ah, no no, I'm happy to answer your questions."
The young man's eyes, which originally had a little light in them, suddenly dimmed. He curled his lips, but didn't ask any more questions.
He moved his fingertips slightly, passed Xie Luo and walked towards the piano, then sat down slowly: "Have you ever heard of Addicon's magic spell?"
"No."
The sound of piano suddenly rang out, and after the young man touched the piano, he seemed to have become a different person.
He has a sharp temperament and an unquestionable attitude, looking down on the world like a king.
In his hands, the piano obviously became his scepter to power.
The first note is gentle and low, while the second note is suddenly passionate, just like a person struggling with himself, feeling helpless, painful, confused, and finally calm.
The piano music stopped, but the other party seemed to be still trapped in some emotion and did not come out immediately.
On the other hand, Xie Luo was holding a mop in her hand. Although she knew that the music was nice, she was not too obsessed with it. She even had already thought about what she should do next.
There's no way around it, this is the layman's sense of calm.
Jiang Jintong turned around and looked up, just in time to see Xie Luo's daydreaming side, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"How did I play?"
"It sounds great, very nice. The piano that the young master plays is the best I have ever heard. It is worth my life to be able to hear such a sound."
“… ...thank you.”
Although Jiang Jintong knew that the other party was just flattering him, he still felt much better after being praised.
Being good at flattering is sometimes a skill.
But the most important reason was that he was willing to listen to her flattery.
Another maid had found the promised music score. She handed it to Jiang Jintong, and the moment she raised her eyes she was filled with amazement.
The maid had not expected that the young master who had been rumored to have a bad temper these days would be such a stunningly beautiful man.
The other person's eyes were full of gentleness, yet calmness.
His skin was extremely white and his eyelashes drooped like a butterfly resting on his eyelids.
The temperament is noble and outstanding, and the elegance is unparalleled.
“… ….”
Jiang Jintong took the music score from her without saying much, and just whispered a thank you.
His fingertips casually flipped the music sheet in his hand, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned back and said, "You can go back first. Just leave someone to accompany me tonight."
"I'll tell the housekeeper, don't worry about the reward."
Neither Xie Luo nor the other maid left. They both raised their heads and waited quietly for the other's next words.
"Xiao Luo stays here, and the other person should go back and rest early."
The other girl answered yes, looked at Xie Luo with surprise and envy, and closed the door of the piano room as she walked out.
"Master, do you have any instructions?"
"Not yet, why don't you talk to me?"
"Okay, Master."
Jiang Jintong chuckled, inexplicably finding it a little funny: "Xiaoluo, don't be so reserved. I'm not that scary at night. Please take a seat."
Jiang Jintong sat on one side of the sofa first. He watched Xie Luo sit on the other side, then he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
He pushed the snacks that he had not touched to the middle, and his tone was still gentle: "Xiao Luo, do you have any hobbies? Like sculpting or something? Or... do you like action figures?"
"I don't have any special hobbies, sir."
"... ...Yeah?"
The young man lowered his eyes, his light brown eyes still gentle: "Really?"
Are there any hobbies, real or fake?
If the other party wasn't her employer, she would probably ask him whether staying at home was a hobby.
But she obviously couldn't say that.
"I don't have anything I particularly like, nor do I have any special skills, sir, so I don't have any hobbies."
"I'm sorry, I'm just surprised that a pretty girl like you doesn't have something you like to do. After all, you look very smart, and I thought you would read some books."
"Books? I usually read, Master."
Reading novels should also be reading books, right?
Jiang Jintong had heard the word "Young Master" several times. He rubbed his brows helplessly and said, "Xiao Luo, don't call me Young Master. I'm not much older than you. You can call me by my name."
Xie Luo: ???
Wait, something seems to be wrong with this plot development.
"Master, I'm here to be a maid, so please don't embarrass me."
"I'll tell the housekeeper. I like your personality. If you don't mind, can you try to be friends with me?"
Just as Xie Luo was about to say something to refuse, the opponent launched a fatal move.
"I will tell the housekeeper to pay you double your salary. I have no other ideas. I just want to make friends with you."
"I just hope you can talk to me at night and listen to me play the piano. It doesn't matter if you don't want to."
"!!!"
Just three seconds after he finished speaking, the person on the other side immediately raised her head. Jiang Jintong in her eyes seemed to glow, reflecting the light in her eyes.
Xie Luo grasped Jiang Jintong's hand, and in the face of the other's slightly surprised expression, he showed his standard smile with eight teeth: "Master, no, Jintong, I'm actually willing to be friends with you."
"Being your friend is the blessing I have earned in eight lifetimes. I know that I have been waiting for this day since I was born!"
“… …Pfft, okay.”
Although Jiang Jintong knew in his heart that the other party would agree, he couldn't help but smile when he saw Xie Luo's attentive look.
Compared to more than ten years ago, she hasn't changed that much, and it's easy to make people feel at ease.
Like now, she has her purpose clearly written on her face, which makes her look cute and straightforward, and does not make people feel disgusted or resentful at all.
Jiang Jintong did not chat with Xie Luo until very late. They only chatted for more than two hours. At ten o'clock, Xie Luo received an order to leave work early and went back to bed early.
The young man stood in front of the huge French window, looked up at the moon, and a trace of melancholy flashed across his elegant and unparalleled face.
But soon, the melancholy was replaced by a faint joy.
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