Fade with Time and Love

Ann Jian looked at Janine's back; she had some doubt in her heart.

With a few steps, he felt that Janine suddenly had changed, like a worm changed into a butterfly.

But Janine still looked like a clown; she undoubtedly was still wearing a hundred yuan set outfit from street stalls goods!

Janine sat in front of the piano and tested a note.

Indeed, it was a top-notch piano. Its single note made everyone as if hearing a gushing jingling of bells.

As soon as she looked up, she found a pair of eyes were watching her.

Her piano happened to face Yasin, so she saw his gaze every time she looked up.

They were boundless and penetrating eyes.

Didn't know why, once she met his line of sight, she started to feel uneasy. As if it was a rewind button, those seven years ago's memories recurred once again in front of her eyes.

As her fingers trembled, the tone was immediately off.

"Didn't you say you are Mr. Mu's friend?" Ann had utterly relaxed now; she then sneered: "That's your tune? Stop putting up such a desperate struggle! Just admit that you are an infotainment' journalist!"

But before Ann finished her words, Janine had continued to play again.

Janine stopped looking at Yasin and forced herself to clear her mind. It was only the piano for now.

Janine imagined herself inside the solarium, warm and peaceful, and there's her mother's gentle gaze observing her. Her fingers started to fly on the piano key.

The music came through; it was impressively a familiar famous song 《The Blue Danube》.

The people around that doubted Janine was journalist at first, started to shake their heads, and asked Ann whether she made a mistake. The girl who was playing the piano looked as if she at least had studied it for ten years.

about Mr. Mu's presence

at Janine, he was somewhat dazzled.

But the more he tried to capture the image, the more impossible it was. As if it was a handful of sand, the more

was beside him, had tried calling him several times before he

Ann was angry until her teeth itched. But at this moment, she could not bother Janine anymore. All she could do was

was utterly relaxed along with the tunes; she almost didn't have to ponder over. She had practiced this

around, and something had moved her heart. She thought of a dialogue on one of the works of a French

had come to this situation, she might as well took all

the pronunciation. After all these years, she had forgotten

gorgeous diamond,

a glimmering bright

win the empress'

know only a snobbish poison remained on

arrogant fragrant that attracting and

gazing on Ann, who stood beside George.

bright pearls and clothes, but she

But what did Ann have? All she had now, status, compliment and praise,

status; how would she be able to stand as a mistress and be praised as a

continued from

a woman cheers for fame and profit,

salutes wealth,

held authority,

who once was singing to apply makeup to the

fly to which

attracted everyone's sight; they stopped to discuss and listen to her French

voice has dried up for righteousness to destroy the clean and glorious