You Mingyue felt like a headless fly, unable to escape this forbidden zone no matter how hard she tried.
She returned the phone to the nanny, dejectedly went back to the piano room, and looked at the floor littered with discarded papers. Unable to hold back her sorrow, she hugged her knees and crouched down, hiding behind the door in agony.
After crying for a while, You Mingyue finally wiped away her tears.
She picked up the scattered sheet music from the floor, contemplating reviewing the discarded half-finished pieces she had created before.
Perhaps with some luck, she might find inspiration among these abandoned works?
You Mingyue stacked the sheet music together and sat down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She carefully examined the first page of sheet music. As she did so, a familiar scene flashed through her mind.
She suddenly recalled some details from last month when it was her birthday and Xu Xingguang returned home to pack some things.
