novelraw Chapter 527 - 530: To Those Men Who Have Designs on Me_1
Chapter 527 - 530: To Those Men Who Have Designs on Me_1
Aika, Susan, Tyrant Dragon, Blackie, and Boss... Brothers and sisters of the mercenary group!
Why didn’t you let me go on that mission with you? Was it because you had a premonition that it would be dangerous, that there would be no return, and so you left me behind?
I don’t feel grateful at all. Having lost my companions, where will this lonely bird find a place to perch again?
On stage, only a single beam of light remains, illuminating just one woman. Yan Fengchi squints his eyes to watch the woman playing the piano under the light. For some reason, he always feels there’s a palpable, intense emotion hidden within the notes, causing a slight flutter in his heart.
It’s always like this. Despite outwardly seeing her as unaffected, despite appreciating her attractive figure, a deeply suppressed sadness always seems to linger, hidden carefully, undetectable, yet leaving traces in the air surrounding her.
Is it his own illusion, or has she indeed sealed her heart off completely, not allowing anyone to pry into it?
He indulged himself by taking her from Liberia to City E, assuming she would be furious. However, he discovered her ability to adapt was so strong, like duckweed floating with the current, able to find peace wherever she was, as if she didn’t care at all. Even when making love with him, she didn’t act awkwardly. She enjoyed the physical passion without tying it to emotional love, unlike most women who would firmly bind the two together.
It seems she can fully separate physical desire from love—enjoying the former without committing to the latter.
This kind of woman makes it impossible to grasp her heart, as one doesn’t know where to start.
Just at that moment, the soothing music abruptly becomes cheerful, yet the jovial notes, once seeping into the heart, bring an overwhelming torment.
The feelings within a moment, uncontrollably overflow.
The inexplicable emotions unexpectedly moisten his eyes.
It seems Luo Xi too senses something. The tune alters again, the piano sound becoming like heavy rain, as if leading people into a fiercely contested battlefield, making one’s heartstrings follow her through that life-and-death battle.
Suddenly, the piano ceases.
Just like an intense love affair, reaching its climax to the utmost, offering no aftermath, leaving the audience yearning when their minds are full of imagination.
And the instigator she bears a carefree smile, looking at the audience below the stage, her emotions well under control. "I, Luo Xi, have never had a free performance. Whoever offers me a drink... can consider it as my fee!"
"It’s on me. Bartender, a drink for the talented lady..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Xi interrupted, "Royal Salute."
The man went along willingly, "A Royal Salute for her then. Beautiful lady, play us another tune. I’ll foot all your expenses tonight!"
A blown kiss from afar, Luo Xi appeared not contrived at all. As her gaze passed Yan Fengchi, she playfully raised her eyebrow, "The previous tune, ’Pachelbel’s Canon,’ was for the gentleman who offered me a drink. The next one, ’Please, Don’t Love Me,’ is for those men who are after me!"
Pfft...
This woman!
She’s not only proud, but also incredibly straightforward!
Even though her words aren’t appealing, they make a man think: This is exactly her charm!
Luo Xi suddenly laughed, her gaze once again fell upon Yan Fengchi before she switched her attention back to the piano.
The melodious tune picked up again...
’Please, don’t love me, if we cannot vow for a lifetime of togetherness!’