My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 83 - 84: The Hand of God

Chapter 83: Chapter 84: The Hand of God

Ye Wudao’s words immediately cast a dead silence over the entire venue.

Li Fei’s ugly expression flickered and disappeared, returning to his elegant smile, "Sir, as a pianist, what’s wrong with teaching people to play piano pieces?"

Li Fei’s words immediately won the approval of many enthusiastic female fans at the scene!

"That’s right!"

"If Mr. Li Fei is willing to teach me to play the piano, I’d marry him!"

"You man, are simply small-minded!"

At this point, even Su Yueli thought Ye Wudao was being a bit petty, saying, "Perhaps he meant well, let it go."

Ye Wudao thought otherwise, as a man, he was all too clear about Li Fei’s intentions.

Upon entering, this guy pretended to gift Su Yueli a piece of music and took the initiative to teach her to play the piano, clearly trying to take advantage!

As the saying goes, Sima Zhao’s intention is known to everyone!

"Bullshit, I think you’re a damned excuse for a musician, clearly just a piano swindler who specializes in deceiving women!" Ye Wudao scoffed.

Wham!

At Ye Wudao’s words, Li Fei’s face could hardly hide his fury; "You, you’re talking nonsense! Somebody, throw him out, I don’t want to see such low-class people at my concert!"

At that moment, a few waiters coldly said, "Sir, Mr. Li Fei doesn’t welcome you here, please leave!"

"This small-minded man, actually insulting our idol Li Fei!"

"That’s so disgusting!" All the female fans seemed brainwashed, loudly cursing Ye Wudao.

Su Yueli’s pretty face turned slightly ugly, as she picked up her bag and prepared to leave with Ye Wudao, but he refused.

"Ha, I’m going to tear off your mask today! It’s just playing the piano, what’s the big deal, I can do it too!"

"You can play the piano?" Li Fei heard this, his eyes flashing with disdain.

"Ye Wudao, you’re not joking, are you?" Su Yueli looked at Ye Wudao with some doubt.

"Wife, I’ll play a piano piece for you, and you’ll see your husband’s strength!"

Ye Wudao said, striding over to Li Fei, and demanded arrogantly, "Move aside, let your lord play!"

Seeing Ye Wudao’s arrogant and conceited attitude, Li Fei couldn’t help but sneer, "This is my solo concert. Many fans have paid a high price for tickets. If you ruin my concert, can you afford the loss?"

"Oh?"

"If you want to play the piano, fine, but if the audience doesn’t accept it, you’ll have to compensate for all the audience’s ticket fees!" Li Fei slowly held up a finger, "One million!"

Li Fei’s words immediately gained the support of the entire audience.

"Mr. Li Fei is right!"

"Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can play the piano!"

"It’s embarrassing, just get out!" The brainless fans were all cursing Ye Wudao.

"What if I play the piano better than you?" Ye Wudao retorted.

"Then, Mr. Li will personally compensate you one million!" Li Fei sneered, thinking he wouldn’t have to pay a dime and would make you lose face in front of your beautiful wife!

Ye Wudao then asked Su Yueli, "Wife, how much did we spend on dinner today?"

"Nine thousand eight!"

Ye Wudao laughed and said, "Heh, then our dinner is a bargain, not only for free, but we’ll make a tidy profit!"

"Big brother, at this time, you’re still so confident?" Su Yueli was very frustrated, Ye Wudao, no matter the occasion, was always so confident!

How did he cultivate such a thick skin that could compare to a city wall?

"What are you waiting for, go find a corner to stand in, and learn something!" Ye Wudao urged.

"You little punk, don’t mess up my piano with your dirty hands. This piano is worth millions!" After Li Fei spoke, he turned and left, taking a seat in the first row.

Ye Wudao took his place in front of the piano, his hands on the keys, just randomly pressing them.

"What kind of bird song are you playing?"

"It’s so awful!"

"This clown can’t even play!" the audience roared with laughter.

Su Yueli, helpless, covered her forehead with her hand; "Ah, I knew this would happen!"

Under Ye Wudao’s nonsensical pounding, the audience’s ears had already been numbed by the noise, and their patience had completely vanished.

"Scram, kid, you play terribly!"

"People get paid to play the piano, you’re killing us with your playing!"

"Stop embarrassing yourself already!"

Su Yueli sat in her chair, feeling incredibly ashamed and uncomfortably awkward.

"All of you shut the hell up, I’m tuning the piano, I haven’t even started playing yet, what are you all in a rush for?" Ye Wudao snapped at the audience.

"My gosh, he can tune the piano?"

"He’s kidding, right?"

"If he’s going to play, even the ghosts would be scared to death!" Many in the audience began to curse at Ye Wudao with harsh words.

Li Fei’s face had burst into a smile; he had figured out that Ye Wudao was just pretending to be something he’s not!

Defeat me?

Does he have the ability?

"Tuning is done!"

Ye Wudao’s demeanor suddenly changed as he squinted his eyes.

His fingers roamed the piano like sprites dancing on the keys, as if all the people in the venue were at a century’s wedding where a couple embraced, the beautiful melody and soul-stirring harmony immersing everyone present.

"Holy shit, is that really him playing?"

"It sounds so good!"

"I feel like I’m getting married myself!" The entire audience was immersed in the beautiful music.

Even Li Fei was moved by the music, suddenly his face changed; "Damn it, this kid really can play the piano, but his level is only amateur ninth grade, and I am a professional master beyond level ten!"

Just as the audience was immersed in the music, suddenly, the tune abruptly changed—the intense piano notes like the urgency of war approaching.

In this wedding brought down by the music, war interrupted, with the couple separated, longing and waiting desperately for one’s return.

The music became more and more urgent, like fireworks filling the sky, entire worlds reduced to ashes amidst the wreckage, tears, and desolation.

All the audience were shocked by the music, feeling as if they were on the battlefield, helpless and bewildered!

"This, this level, it’s way beyond ten, could he be a professional piano musician?" Li Fei’s expression changed dramatically, from previous contempt to solemnity, and now to shock.

Suddenly, the style of the piece changed again, carrying the traces of time, the song mighty and deeply moving.

Ye Wudao’s fingers moved faster and faster until at last, they seemed to leave afterimages!

"Incredible finger speed, the sound of the piano spiraling, my God, this strength is even greater than my teacher’s, it’s of an international master level!" Li Fei swallowed hard, his face full of horror.

Suddenly, amidst the historically rich music, the tone lightened up again, and under the enchanting melody, the couple separated by heaven and earth reappeared—now as two white-haired elders embracing each other tightly!

The end of the piece!

Ye Wudao pulled out a cigarette from his body, placed it on a piano key, and lightly struck it, the flame suddenly flared up at the tip of the cigarette.

My God!

Lighting a cigarette with a piano key!

Everyone’s mouths dropped open in astonishment!

Ye Wudao took a deep drag on the cigarette and slowly exhaled, his face shrouded in smoke, looking incredibly mysterious.

The entire audience of hundreds rose to their feet, applauding vigorously, the thunderous applause as if tearing through the roof.

"Great!"

"Amazing!"

"This is the most beautiful piano piece I’ve ever heard in my life!" the audience exclaimed excitedly, their eyes brimming with tears.

"A piece of music that portrays the myriad facets of life, revealing the weight and vicissitudes of history, and in the end, reminds us not to give up hope in life. I didn’t expect that in this small town of Jiang Hai, I would have the fortune to witness the legendary divine touch. Remarkable!" An old man with white hair and a distinguished air said excitedly.