Fated to My Billionaire Husband

She never expected that her initiative that time would result in several encounters between them.

Listening to him play the melody again, she felt as if her heart were no longer laden with sadness; instead, it seemed to embrace a ray of warm sunlight.

Could she be the disheartened, suffering, and lost woman he had mentioned?

Regardless, she was grateful to listen to such a mesmerizing composition at this moment. She thanked him for bringing her this warmth; she was truly elated…

The restaurant patrons, including Jian Yufei, were quietly engrossed in the melody rendered by Xiao Lang.

Meanwhile, a man and a woman walked into the restaurant and sat down in a quiet corner.

“Tianling, isn’t this composition beautiful?” Yan Yue glanced at the pianist, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

She acknowledged that his piano skills were extraordinary, even better than what she had heard at concerts.

Ruan Tianling’s gaze followed hers, revealing a hint of surprise.

It was him!

He recalled the man. The last time he was here for a client meeting, he had coincidentally walked in on him and Jian Yufei chatting and laughing face-to-face.

And, he was the same man who had escorted Jian Yufei home that day.

“Tianling, isn’t that Jian Yufei?” Yan Yue exclaimed in surprise. The man followed her gaze and indeed saw Jian Yufei, seated alone in a corner.

Her gaze, however, was fixed intently on the pianist.

So focused, earnest, and infatuated.

Even a faint hint of melancholy was visible in her eyes.

Why the sadness? Why the infatuation and concentration?

Ruan Tianling had always suspected there was something unusual between Jian Yufei and that man. At this point, his suspicion was even stronger.

Casually averting his gaze, he gripped the wine glass, applied a bit of pressure, and took a sip.

“Tianling, should I go and greet her?” Yan Yue, unaware of his concealed scorn, was busily scheming on how to take advantage of Jian Yufei.

“No need!” He replied coldly, seemingly bearing an aversion towards the woman.

“Alright.” Yan Yue was slightly disappointed. It would have been a perfect moment to agitate Jian Yufei, and inevitably provoke Ruan Tianling.

But it didn’t matter, she had enough strategies to draw Jian Yufei’s attention to them.

The piano melody gradually faded.

Xiao Lang rose, his slender figure prompting a round of enthusiastic applause.

However, his gaze was solely fixed on Jian Yufei. As their eyes met, they both simultaneously broke into a smile.

“May I have the honor of another duet with you?” The handsome man who resembled a prince walked over to her, smiling gently, standing sideways and extending his tidy left hand, courteously inviting her with the utmost propriety.

Jian Yufei was taken aback, feeling overwhelmingly honored.

She then broke into a relieved smile, placing her right hand onto his, smiling elegantly, “Of course.”

Choose mirth over melancholy.

She was willing to play a duet with him, rather than sitting alone in sadness.

This time, they were in perfect sync, knowing they were going to play “The song of the wanderer,” even without speaking.

They had played this duet once before. Based on their flawless coordination that time, there shouldn’t be any problems this time around.

“Oh!, they know each other!” Yan Yue let out a soft exclamation of surprise, her gaze instantly turned towards the man opposite her, not missing any changes in his facial expression.