I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

“...”

Qiu Qianwei's earlier frustration suddenly cleared up.

The short video focused on the hands, showing the finger movements of this "Piano God."

Immediately, a thought came to Qiu Qianwei's mind: "So this is how finger techniques can be used."

She promptly followed the finger movements of the "Piano God" and, after a few minutes, flawlessly played the Third Piano Concerto.

It was true that there were masters among the people!

Qiu Qianwei no longer dared to underestimate the "Piano God." In fact, she even felt a hint of admiration for him.

She immediately opened the app store and downloaded TikTok. Originally, she didn't use TikTok, but in order to learn more about this "Piano God," she decided to give it a try.

Soon, the app was downloaded. She searched for the keyword "Piano God" within the app but found no TikTok account under that name.

The original video with millions of likes of the "Piano God" was posted by a young girl who used TikTok. Everyone wanted to know who the "Piano God" was, flooding the girl's inbox with various inquiries.

Consequently, the girl posted an explanation video after the video gained millions of likes, stating that she was just a fan. She didn't reveal other information.

However, netizens soon noticed something. They found out from the original video background that it was filmed at the Tianqi Piano Store. Moreover, the location of Tianqi Piano Store was in Qingling.

"Tianqi Piano Store..." Qiu Qianwei mentally noted this keyword, preparing to visit tomorrow to inquire about this "Piano God."

Although the "Piano God's" face was blurred in the short video, judging from the skin on the back of his hand, he should be a young man.

So young, yet his piano skills surpassed hers hands down. Qiu Qianwei had never encountered such a person before. She was eager to learn more about him, perhaps even make friends with him, and if fate allowed...

...

Night.

Wang's Mansion.

The piano was delivered during the day.

Wang Haoran wanted to take a break from his wild nightlife, so he hadn't planned to go out. However, someone couldn't resist and contacted him proactively.

When a beauty takes the initiative, how could he refuse?

But he wasn't planning to go out today. His parents rarely come back, and even if they did, it wouldn't be a big deal. They'd probably pretend not to see anything and welcome it. They would never criticize their son.

While waiting, Wang Haoran practiced the piano in the piano room. This time, he wasn't playing world-famous piano pieces but his own creations. The supreme level of his music composition made creating a piece as easy as pie. However, there was always room for modification in the creation process.

After about ten revisions, the entire song flowed smoothly, and he finalized it.

Just as he finished, his phone rang.

There was someone at the door.

Wang Haoran immediately stepped outside to welcome the guest and brought her to the piano room.

The visitor was Yang Jingwan.

Yang Jingwan seemed a bit nervous and appeared to be somewhat scared.

"It's not like we're thieves. What are you afraid of? It's okay," Wang Haoran comforted her.

"Your house is so big..." Yang Jingwan couldn't help but exclaim as she remembered the scenes she had passed by on the way here.

"It's not that big, just average," Wang Haoran replied casually, not feeling anything special about it.

However, Yang Jingwan still felt a bit uneasy. Comparing their families, she couldn't help but feel inferior. Although she and Wang Haoran were together, she was from a second love relationship and her family conditions were only average.

It was impossible for her to marry into the Wang family. Nevertheless, she was easily satisfied, just hoping to be with her beloved forever without other expectations.

"Don't be so nervous. Relax, it's just like being at your own home," Wang Haoran said with a smile when he noticed Yang Jingwan's strange expression.

"Okay," Yang Jingwan replied, feeling a lot more relaxed. Then her gaze fell on the piano in the piano room. "Do you play piano?"

"Only a little," Wang Haoran smiled.

"Oh, by the way," she suddenly remembered something and took out her phone, opening a short video. "This person looks a lot like you. Is it you?"

"Let me see. Oh, it really is me..." Wang Haoran took the phone and immediately recognized himself. It seemed that the video of him playing the piano in the piano store yesterday had been posted online by someone.

But what was the deal with the millions of likes?

"It really is you! Do you know you're famous? At least eight out of ten TikTok videos on my feed are about you!" Yang Jingwan exclaimed excitedly.

"Just playing the piano without showing my face can make me so popular? Imagine if I showed my face, wouldn't it be even better?" Wang Haoran found it quite amusing and joked.

"Fortunately, your face was blurred. If those girls saw how handsome the Piano God is, they'd probably turn crazy!" Yang Jingwan giggled.

"Let's forget about it. I don't want to be famous," Wang Haoran shook his head again. He preferred to remain a low-key villain.

"I want to hear the Piano God play up close. Can I?" Yang Jingwan asked with a smile.

"No problem."

Wang Haoran made a simple paper mask and registered a TikTok account, then handed over his phone to Yang Jingwan.

"I wrote this song recently. Can you help me record it? I'll upload it to see how people react."

"Sure thing," Yang Jingwan nodded.

Wang Haoran sat down at the piano and began to play his own composition.

Yang Jingwan transformed into a fan, listening and recording on her phone.

After a few minutes, the piano piece ended.

Yang Jingwan pressed pause on her phone screen and stopped recording, then exclaimed with joy:

"The melody of this piece is so beautiful, it sounds amazing! What's it called?"

"I haven't thought of a name yet. I need a few days to think about it," Wang Haoran said, still unsure about naming it.

"When you think of a name, tell me."

"I will," Wang Haoran nodded. Then, seeing it was late, he gave Yang Jingwan a meaningful look. "I've finished performing for you. Isn't it your turn to perform?"

"Um... let's go," Yang Jingwan said shyly.

"Go where?"

"To the bedroom."

"I like it here. It's a pretty good place."

"..."

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