Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

Amy was painfully forced to do push-ups every day, but after a week, she found that she did not have as much effort as before.What used to take an hour now only takes half an hour. ,

Although she was also out of breath from exhaustion, she was not in as much pain as before.

Is this Amid training her physique?Dislike her for being too thin?

"It's possible that he also has a large room dedicated to his gym. He must like to exercise very much. So he also requires people who work for him to have a good body. This person may be a bit of a control freak."

Amy has always felt that she still has the courage to survive adversity, and it is not easy to survive.

"Amy, sir asked you to find him in his study."

After dinner that day, the housekeeper didn't ask Amy to practice push-ups, but told her to see the boss.

Amy took the violin and went.

She guessed that the boss must want to listen to her play the violin again, but she didn't know what idea he would come up with to train her this time.

"Play a piece of music you played last time."

really.Amid didn't even raise his head, he was working on the computer with his hands.

Amy picked up the violin and started playing.

When he was done, Amid looked at her and asked, "Do you know why I ask you to do push-ups every day?"

Amy said, "You want to exercise my body."

Amid seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and he frowned.

"Did you feel different from before when you practiced the violin these days?"

"It seems that the arms are a little sore."

Amy really thinks that Amid is an unpredictable man. Is there any special relationship between doing push-ups and playing the violin?She just felt like she was exhausted after every push-up.

So her piano practice time has always been arranged during the day.

She is very clear about her identity and position, so even if she is very leisurely here, she must ensure four hours of practice a day.

After all, such a day is only two months.

She must seize the time to practice her piano skills well.She is going to take an exam half a year later, and if she passes, she will be able to get a primary certificate as a luthier.

This will be of great help to her future employment.

"It seems that you are not paying attention." Amid seemed a little angry.

"But I don't understand, sir." Amy said helplessly.

"Your arms and fingers are weak. You are very poor in strength control, which is the difference between an ordinary luthier and a good luthier. If your strength is not controlled accurately and lasts long enough, it will be difficult for you to have obvious improvement."

After hearing these words, Amy was as if enlightened.

"So it is!"

Originally, due to her special work, she turned upside down day and night, so her physical fitness was not very good. Although the weight of the violin was not considered strenuous for her, she would feel sore after playing for a long time.

It turned out that Amid trained her to do push-ups every day because of this.

Amid came over and asked her to set up the violin, then took her hand and began to teach him how to play.

His hands were large, hot, and seemed to have some calluses.

But the music that came out was like the sound of nature, and Amy was stunned.

The first time she heard Amid's piano sound, she was deeply impressed, and she finally understood Benson's appreciation and admiration for Amid.

Amy has also listened to many pieces on audio-visual products, but Amid's performance made her goosebumps stand on end.

Compared with Mr. Annie's performance, Amid went deeper into the melody, and every movement of him seemed to be full of philosophy.This may be the so-called resonance with music.

After playing a song, Amy felt sweat on her palms.

She was so engrossed in the beautiful, precise music that she was unaware of Amid's gaze.

"Every note is alive, but it is not based on feeling, but on precise technique. Many talented luthiers don't like strict control, and sometimes do whatever they want."

Amy was still holding the violin hand by him, and Amid was standing behind her, with his face next to her head, and she could already see Amid's eyelashes up close.Thick and dense.

"You can rely on talent and touch in the early stage, but these advantages will slowly disappear over time, especially when they reach the bottleneck period, they will make mistakes again and again. Precision is the last bastion of all players. Do you understand?"

Amy nodded subconsciously, although her mind is a bit muddy now.

"Very good. You are talented, but your foundation is too weak. Compared with luthiers of the same age, you are not qualified in many aspects. Work hard."

Amid let go of Amy's hand and let her go back to the room.

Amy watched Amid return to the desk again and started working on the computer.

"Sir, I want to ask a question."

"You said."

"I've been a little nervous and uneasy recently." Amy took a deep breath.

"Oh?" Amid seemed to find Amy's words strange, and looked up at her.

Seeing his eyes, Amy seemed to feel a deer beating in her heart.Before, Amy didn't find Amid attractive in appearance, although countless women were obsessed with him.She has rarely looked at the appearance of men.

But after the song just now, she now looks at Amid with a feeling of wanting to respect and cheer, maybe a bit like the mood of a star-chaser girl when she sees an idol.

"You paid so much money to hire me to work here and not to do anything. I felt panicked, not knowing if it was my incompetence or something else. So I felt very uneasy."

Amid raised an eyebrow. Most of the women he had met before were bent on getting into his bed and wanting his money.It is indeed rare for him to see such a person who feels uneasy about taking money for doing nothing.

"Since this is the case, I will give you a task. I have an office in the city center, and occasionally I need someone to organize the materials for me. Although there are not many, it will be fine once every few days."

When Amy asked for the address, she found that it was far away from where she used to work, so she immediately agreed, and it only needs to be cleaned every three or four days, and it doesn't take long.Mainly she was worried about meeting acquaintances.Everything else is not a problem.

"That's it. I'll let you know when I need you to tidy up."

So, Amy went upstairs to take a shower and go to sleep contentedly, not aware of the crisis at all.

Two days later, Amy got a call and the driver drove her to the downtown office.

Along the way, Amy looked at the scenery outside the window in the car, and she felt a little emotional. Even if she wore bright clothes and beautiful makeup before, she rarely turned heads like this.

And the car she was sitting in now seemed to attract more attention than the beauty.

"Is this car expensive?" Amy felt a little incredible.

"Miss Amy, this car is probably able to buy an apartment in the city center. But this is already the most common means of transportation for my husband." The driver said with a smile.

Amy shut up. She felt that it was only natural that Amid was missed by so many women. He was talented, rich, and handsome. Who wouldn't like such a person.

At the garage, Amy got out of the car, but was stopped by a familiar voice.

"Amy! It's you?"

Amy's blood froze immediately, she turned her head and saw Hardy, who was looking at her with an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through Amy's mind.

It's over, is her identity that has been hidden for so long about to be revealed?
The driver had already left the car at this time, and he had other work to do.Fortunately, the driver didn't pay much attention to Amy's movements.Otherwise, she might have fewer options.

"Hardy, why are you here?"

Hardy looked at her suspiciously, and then at the luxury car in the distance.

"I'm waiting for someone here. What about you? Why are you here too? Didn't I hear that something happened to your family? Isn't your family in the next city?"

"Yeah, but you have to make money." Amy could only start to deal with it crazily.

Hadi has inquired about Amid's office since last week, but she wanders here every day, and has not seen a single hair of Amid.

She was getting more and more impatient. It was said that this man was the best one to get her hands on. As long as he was interested, he would not refuse the love affair he presented.

But for so long, she has not seen the real person.

A few days ago, she also heard that Amid seemed to have a meal with a third-rate actress.In Hardy's eyes, these third-rate actors are competitors with them.

But they don't have the connections of actors, they are always ostracized, even if the actresses and they do a kind of work.

So today when she saw Amy getting off a luxury car, she subconsciously felt a sense of crisis.

"So that was your guest just now."

"Well. How about it? Could it be a lover, haha."

Amy's self-deprecation seemed to dispel Hardy's doubts.

Even if Amid finds Amy, it is absolutely impossible to send her off in person.

"Then why are you here?"

"I just came to the city to do some shopping, and I went shopping by the way. I haven't relaxed for a long time. That person also works nearby, so he sent me here by the way."

Amy acted calm and collected, but she was still on guard all the time.

Amid's office is on the fourth floor, but she must not go there in Hadi's presence.Although anxious, but there is nothing to do.

"In this case, let's go eat an ice cream together." Hardy was a little disheartened after waiting for so many days.

Amy had to agree.

So, the two found a dessert shop on a nearby street.

"Then why are you here? I remember you don't generally like to come here during the day?"

Hardy ate a large glass of vanilla ice cream, but was depressed.

She glanced at Amy and said, "Do you know how much homework I did to wait for Amid to come? Not only did I listen to classical music for a month, I also did dance training, but he never showed up. I It is suspected that he may have left the city by now."