Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 414: The American Tiger Coveting the Crocodile (5)

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: The American Tiger Coveting the Crocodile (5)

"I still have some money; I can rent a house, but I can’t afford a very good one, and it will be much worse. As for meals, I’ll just have to buy groceries and cook myself. If I spend carefully, there should be no problem; my salary should cover it."

When Wu’s mother heard what her son said, her legs went weak. She had just begun to enjoy the good days; how could it turn into this?

It’s all Gu Nuan’s fault!

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In a quiet and elegant little western restaurant, Gu Nuan sat feeling the calm around her and couldn’t help but ask Yebai across from her, "Is this place reliable?"

There aren’t many customers; could it be that the food isn’t good?

Xiao Yebai looked up from the menu, saw her slightly anxious expression, chuckled, and said, "Don’t be afraid, it won’t kill you."

This guy actually used the phrase "won’t kill."

Gu Nuan turned her head, looked at him, and purposefully asked, "Why did I hear from Xiaolian that you can’t eat anything other than the food I cook?"

Could his brother be colluding with him to win her sympathy?

"Is there a need to mention that? As long as you are here with me, I can definitely eat. Whatever you serve me, I can swallow without a problem."

Why did it sound like he was talking about devouring her, not the food?

Gu Nuan’s cheeks involuntarily puffed up, but she quickly grasped his underlying meaning.

Seeing her shy demeanor under the gentle lights of the restaurant, which added an enticingly vulnerable charm to her appearance, he leaned closer with a ripple in his eyes, his face close to hers, and whispered, "How about I play a piece for you?"

Gu Nuan was slightly stunned.

The waiter brought over a violin. Clearly, he was a regular here, and the staff knew his preferences; the violin they brought was also the one he often used.

Did Gu Nuan have doubts that he could play the violin? And yet, he couldn’t graduate college?

This perennially irresponsible American Tiger, what on earth did he do usually.

He really looked the part as he stood up, holding the violin, just like a musician from a TV show. He bent down towards her, his lifting eyes smiling as he said, "Madam, if I play well, could you give me a tip?"

Gu Nuan’s cheeks turned slightly red. Surrounding them was a chorus of applause and whistle sounds appropriate for the occasion—it seemed that the restaurant wasn’t empty after all.

She turned her head away and waved her hand: Just play!

Embarrassed.

He laughed triumphantly, his white teeth gleaming as if he were a shark.

Gu Nuan sneakily glanced from the corner of her eyes, watching his aristocratic and elegant movements as his hand held the violin bow.

The bow danced rhythmically on the strings, playing a vibrant dance tune that Gu Nuan couldn’t understand, thinking it might be something Latin.

Seeing that she didn’t understand, he changed the tune, starting to play "The Blue Danube."

This time, she understood. Unexpectedly, he played with a professional posture, and the melody was not only on key but also very pleasing to the ear. Of course, for her weak ears, such beautiful music was merely likened to a breeze slipping through a crack.

When the piece ended, thunderous applause surrounded them. She then realized that the piece had concluded, and he had played it very well.

Without much thought, she was about to join the others in a round of applause.

Suddenly, he leaned down, his face close to hers, his eyes incredibly serious, nothing like she had seen before.

She always acted so normally that it made people forget too easily that her ears were actually very fragile. It seemed Tang Sili and Ou Yanan were right—her hearing might be deteriorating.