Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

A black Bugatti drove away from the campus.

Inside the car, Su Jingsheng leaned against the passenger seat, humming an unknown tune softly.

Bo Jinghuai was driving when he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

"So happy?"

"Yes!" Su Jingsheng nodded vigorously. "I've been wanting that piano for a long time."

Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "You can play?"

"I know a little." Su Jingsheng blinked. "I'll play it for you when I've practiced enough."

Bo Jinghuai's lips curved into a smile. "Okay."

……

As soon as the apartment door opened, Su Jingsheng kicked off her slippers and ran barefoot to the music room.

Bo Jinghuai followed behind her, watching her joyful figure, and shook his head.

So cute.

In the music room, the pure white grand piano stood quietly by the window.

Su Jingsheng walked to the piano and gently stroked the keys with her fingers.

It has a warm and smooth feel, and the sound quality should be very good.

She sat down and lifted the piano lid.

Her slender fingers landed on the black and white keys, trying out a few notes.

The clear and pure sound of the piano flowed out, and it was especially pleasant to hear in the quiet night.

Bo Jinghuai leaned against the door frame, looking at her.

The little girl sat on the piano bench, her profile serene, her eyelashes drooping, intently watching the piano keys.

The moonlight bathed her in a soft glow, making her look as beautiful as a painting.

Su Jingsheng played a short, simple melody.

It was a nursery rhyme from her original world, light and gentle.

After she finished playing, she looked up at Bo Jinghuai.

"Does it sound good?"

Bo Jinghuai walked over and stopped beside her.

"It's alright," he said.

Su Jingsheng pouted, "It's just alright?"

Bo Jinghuai bent down, rested his arms on the piano lid, and pulled her into his arms.

"Su Jingsheng," he said softly, "if you dare not come back for another week—"

Before she could finish speaking, Su Jingsheng tilted her head up and kissed his lips.

Bo Jinghuai paused for a moment, then took the initiative, holding the back of her head and deepening the kiss.

In the music room, the moonlight flowed quietly.

In front of the pure white piano, a tall man bent down, encircling a petite girl in his arms, and kissed her deeply.

The girl wrapped her slender white arms around his neck, obediently tilting her head back, letting him take what he wanted.

After a long while, Bo Jinghuai finally stepped back a little.

Su Jingsheng's lips were red and wet, and she was breathing heavily.

"I won't do it again," she said softly. "I'll come back every time."

Bo Jinghuai brushed his thumb across the corner of her lips, his eyes darkening.

"Remember what you said."

He straightened up and lifted her off the piano bench.

Su Jingsheng gasped softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I haven't played enough of the piano yet."

"We'll play again tomorrow." Bo Jinghuai carried her towards the master bedroom. "Now, it's time to make up for the pheromones you owe me this week."

Su Jingsheng blushed and buried her face in his shoulder.

Although there was no actual physical contact, he would rub against her rose scent each time, and then infuse her body with the scent of cedarwood.

This process is also quite embarrassing.

……

The next morning, at the apartment restaurant.

A sumptuous breakfast was laid out on the long dining table, with steaming milk and golden-brown toast.

Su Jingsheng sat in the chair, sipping her milk.

Bo Jinghuai sat opposite her, holding a tablet and reading financial news, occasionally glancing up at her.

The little girl ate very well, touching a little of everything. Although her appetite was still small, it was much better than before.

As Bo Jinghuai looked at the document, he suddenly remembered what happened last night.

He put down the tablet and looked up at Su Jingsheng.

"Su Jingsheng".

Su Jingsheng was taking a bite of a small piece of toast when she heard this. She looked up, blinked, and asked, "Hmm?"

Bo Jinghuai stared at her. "What was the name of the piece you played yesterday?"

Su Jingsheng was taken aback, then her eyes crinkled into a smile. "It was just something I played casually. I've heard it before."

"Just playing it casually?" Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "That piece has a complete melody and a harmonic progression; it doesn't seem like improvisation."

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "Didn't you say you didn't know music theory and couldn't read sheet music?"

Su Jingsheng's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head guiltily, sipping her milk. "I...I can't read sheet music."

"Then how did you play it?" Bo Jinghuai asked.

Su Jingsheng put down her cup, her eyes darting around, "It's just... it just happened so suddenly, I just learned it."

"He must have finally figured it out, maybe he has some talent?"

The girl herself didn't believe what she said.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for a long time.

He suddenly laughed, but it was a cold laugh.

"Su Jingsheng, are you toying with me?"

The little girl quickly shook her head, "I didn't."

"No?" Bo Jinghuai leaned back in his chair, crossing his long legs.

"You clearly know how to play the piano, but you pretend you don't, making me learn music theory so you can watch me embarrass myself?"

He got angrier the more he thought about it.

These past few days, he's stayed up countless nights and drawn countless crooked musical notes for those music theory books.

As it turned out, this little liar played the piano with remarkable skill.

Su Jingsheng felt a little flustered when she saw Bo Jinghuai's cold face.

She put down her milk glass, stood up from her chair, walked around the table, and went to his side.

"Jinghuai." Her voice was soft as she gently tugged at his sleeve with her small hand. "Don't be angry."

Bo Jinghuai turned his face away, refusing to look at her.

Su Jingsheng squatted down, looked up at him with her small face, and said, "I really didn't tease you."

"Then why are you pretending not to understand?" Bo Jinghuai looked down at her.