Pampered by the School Bully-Chapter 59 - 58, Sangzhi, I’ll play the guitar for you!

Shen Yu talked with Pu Sangzhi for quite a while in the room.

As she probed, she observed Pu Sangzhi and found herself liking Pu Sangzhi more the deeper she understood her.

After all, Pu Sangzhi had grown up in a wealthy environment, her speech and demeanor exuded a sense of being well-read and well-mannered, and she had a gentle and virtuous temperament. Plus, she was quite good at speaking...

Shen Yu frequently praised her as an excellent student and derogated Huo Feng as a poor one. She always defended Huo Feng without a hint of pride, humble and polite, obedient and sensible.

After a ten-minute conversation, Shen Yu truly grew fonder of her.

Latterly, the chat was interrupted by the phone ringing in the living room, and Shen Yu had no choice but to stop and answer it.

After Shen Yu left, only Huo Feng and Pu Sangzhi remained in the room.

Huo Feng tiptoed to the door, glanced outside, then closed and locked the door!

"Hey, your mom is going to come back here soon," Pu Sangzhi had to remind him.

Huo Feng turned around, his lips curling up into a mischievous smile, "That’s exactly why I want to keep her out—it was awkward just now, wasn’t it?"

To be honest, Pu Sangzhi was indeed nervous and uncomfortable just before.

Despite appearing at ease, she was very nervous internally.

Even though Pu Sangzhi was still a student, she could feel that Shen Yu’s gaze at her was not simply like she was her son’s classmate but more like... she was seeing her son’s girlfriend.

Because of this, Pu Sangzhi not only felt tense in coping but also felt embarrassed.

She hadn’t expected that Huo Feng, who seemed to be enjoying the show, had noticed her subtle emotions, and had even locked the door directly, keeping the parent out.

In that regard, she had to admit he was quite thoughtful.

"Sangzhi, you have the fruit, I’ll take the pudding for you."

Huo Feng sat down next to her, casually sliding both portions of pudding in front of him and started eating.

Pu Sangzhi watched Huo Feng with a firm gaze, her eyes lingering on his face for a long time.

After a while, she lightly curled her lips, turned her head, and gently sipped from her glass of milk.

On the two portions of pudding in front of her, topped with mango pieces, she didn’t think that Huo Feng would remember her casually mentioned mango allergy.

A small detail, once again highlighting his attentiveness. Pu Sangzhi couldn’t help but change her opinion of him.

"Sangzhi, are you angry?"

Suddenly, Huo Feng asked her.

Pu Sangzhi paused, then realized Huo Feng was asking if she was angry about being schemed into this situation.

Pu Sangzhi thought about it, pouted, and replied, "So what if I’m angry, I can’t go home now anyway."

Huo Feng quickly finished a pudding and then said, "Don’t be angry, look how happy my mom was to see you, she almost wanted to keep you overnight."

Pu Sangzhi shook her head slightly, "No. I’ll leave after dinner, I have to tutor Qianqian this afternoon."

While Huo Feng was finishing another pudding, he added, "Sangzhi, my family all really like you. You can come over anytime you want."

Pu Sangzhi glanced at him sideways, "Thanks, but I won’t come again."

While saying that, Pu Sangzhi thought: if she was foolish enough to be tricked by him into entering his home again, she’d be a pig! A fool! An idiot! freeweɓnøvel.com

Huo Feng finished the other pudding, threw the plate into the trash can, dusted off his hands, and said, "Okay, the sinful stuff is gone! You won’t see it anymore!"

Pu Sangzhi chuckled lightly, not responding to him.

At that moment, Huo Feng was in a great mood, he suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to a corner of the room, and picked up a guitar resting on the floor.

"Sangzhi, I’ll sing a song for you."

Huo Feng shouldered the guitar and sat on a tall stool.

His index finger casually strummed the guitar strings, yet casually produced a melody.

Pu Sangzhi turned around, her body slightly leaning to one side, resting against the back of the chair, and smiled quietly.

At seeing her in an ’audience’ pose, Huo Feng was thrilled, "What do you want to hear?"

"Anything," she said.

Huo Feng smiled, "You choose anything, I can play it all."

Pu Sangzhi thought for a moment, then said, "Then play a piece by Richard Clayderman."

Huo Feng’s face stiffened, "Richard... Clay der who, mom?"

Pu Sangzhi chuckled, "Never mind, just play whatever."

"No!"

Huo Feng raised his hand to stop, very insistently, "Tell me, which Richard Clay der who song do you want, and I’ll immediately look up the music online! I’ll play it for you in minutes!"

Pu Sangzhi laughed, "It’s Richard Clayderman. Never mind, his music is more suited for piano. Just play something you’re good at."

"No way! How can I let you settle for less? I must satisfy you!"

Huo Feng pulled out his phone, opened a browser, and began searching while speaking, "If I can’t play the song you like, then I had no reason to learn the guitar. It’s meant to be played for the girl I like!"

Pu Sangzhi pursed her lips, pretending not to hear his complaint.

Huo Feng soon found a piece, "Ah, this one. ’Wedding in a Dream,’ great title! It’s especially suitable for you."

Pu Sangzhi muttered a quiet "whatever," not responding.

Huo Feng found the music online, then sent the image to his tablet, which was set horizontally on the music stand for easy viewing.

His fingers nimbly plucked the guitar strings, trying the prelude and finding the feel of it.

Then, Huo Feng looked up, his eyes firmly locking onto Pu Sangzhi, his lips curving, "Next, a song ’Wedding in a Dream’ for the girl I like. The title of this song is just like my heart, ever since I, Huo Feng, met Pu Sangzhi, I’ve always wanted to promise her a wedding, although Sangzhi has not yet accepted me..."

Pu Sangzhi’s cheeks flushed slightly, "Too much nonsense!"

Huo Feng then "oh", swallowed down a whole bunch of sickeningly sweet preamble, bowed his head, and began to play.

An elegant tune of pure music began to flow from his fingers, through the six strings of the guitar...

Unexpectedly, he wasn’t bad at playing.

Even though it was his first time playing this piece, he managed to grasp the rhythm, the melody quick and lively.