Chapitre 270: Chapter 270: His Happy Fruit

Yes, yes, yes!

Chiang Sen knew he had misspoke again.

-

Around nine in the evening, Fu Jingyu was in the piano room, sitting in front of the piano stand, with Chiang Sen standing by, looking at him.

He sat on the stool, fingers resting on the black and white piano keys.

It was like a perfect picture, if not for the wheelchair positioned beside him, one would hardly imagine that he needed a wheelchair for his daily activities.

Fu Jingyu's fingers pressed twice on the piano keys, then suddenly hit the keyboard.

Seeing this, Chiang Sen went over, startled, "Mr. Fu."

There was no joy, no happiness in Fu Jingyu's eyes. He thought of his useless legs, such a small thing as stepping on the piano pedals was beyond him.

He thought of Mr. Huo (senior) visiting today, but he didn't even dare to meet him.