Waiting For The Wind

When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . 
Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. 
On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. 
In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. 
Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" 
Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. 
From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. 
Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." 
The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" 
Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." 
The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" 
Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." 
The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

Henyee Translations

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

Henyee

Xie Jiuhan could see, and so could the rest of the audience. Many people exclaimed.

"Oh my god, what happened? Is there a doctor on scene?"

"Everyone, don't panic. Long Yuning said that her hands are injured. She's probably playing the violin at a high intensity, causing the wound to split open. She could just bandage it again."

Many members of the audience could not bear to see her like this. In their eyes, Feng Qing was a violin grandmaster. She used her blood to play out the most beautiful music and perfectly fused herself with the violin, as if she had reached the legendary realm of human and violin unity.

Long Yuning was completely dumbfounded. Her attention was on Feng Qing again. She didn't understand why Feng Qing could play the third song because she had clearly never seen the real score for the third song.

The Wound Had Opened