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Mrs. Nangong, he naturally knows.

It's just that she didn't know that she had an intersection with Mrs. Nangong. didn't expect the other party to find out about his house, and sent her subordinates to invite him in person.

Jun Muye looked thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Qiaoqiao asked.

Jun Muye gathered his thoughts and said, "Since it was invited by Mrs. Nangong, let's go." ”

Huh?

Xu Qiaoqiao was stunned and blinked at him.

Jun Muye invited people into the house and waited, so he went up with her to clean up.

After entering the room, Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart and asked, "Do you really want me to go?"

Jun Muye walked around behind her, untied her apron for her, and said, "Mrs. Nangong is a well-known philanthropist and an elder, since people want to see you, it would be rude to refuse. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao obediently cooperated with him, and after taking off her apron, she turned to look at him, "Do you know what that Nangong lady is?"

"Hmm. ”

Xu Qiaoqiao glanced at him suspiciously, afraid that he didn't understand what she was referring to, and then explained: "I mean, except for being a wealthy lady......"

"Do you mean, the wife of the former president of country G?"

Xu Qiaoqiao's eyes widened in surprise, "You know?"

His expression was calm, as if he was discussing the weather, and he replied lightly, "Well, I know." ”

Listening to Angel before, she was still a little skeptical. However, Jun Muye personally confirmed that it was true.

"Why did Mrs. Nangong suddenly look for me?" Xu Qiaoqiao was puzzled.

Mrs. Nangong is a real nobleman, if it weren't for the fact that she was depressed last time, ordinary people like her would probably not have anything to do with them in this life.

"You'll find out when you go. Jun Muye said.

The premise for Jun Muye to agree to her going was that she had to be accompanied by him. The two bodyguards were also a little embarrassed at first, after all, she was the only one the lady wanted to see.

But they couldn't force the people away, so they called back and asked for instructions.

Mrs. Nangong also agreed to go with him.

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Twenty minutes later, the car drove to a mansion located on the Xinzheng-Fu section.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at the environment here, it was not very eye-catching and luxurious. From the outside, it's quite low-key and ordinary.

Stepping into the door of the mansion, Xu Qiaoqiao heard a piano sound.

The sound of the piano is melodious and delicate, and the music sounds faintly sad.

Jun Muye took Xu Qiaoqiao's hand, paused at the door for a moment, the two glanced at each other, and then walked into the living room.

The furnishings in the living room are also simple and generous, there is a piano by the window, and Mrs. Nangong is sitting in front of the piano, playing attentively.

Her expression was lonely and sad. Beside her, a middle-aged man stood.

Xu Qiaoqiao recognized him, the last time I saw him by the river, he seemed to be Mrs. Nangong's housekeeper.

He folded his hands in front of him. He wears a black tuxedo and stands in a special standard, feeling like a butler in a castle in the last century.

He hung his head slightly, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't move, like a statue next to Mrs. Nangong.

Xu Qiaoqiao and they took a few steps closer, and the middle-aged man raised his face, but motioned for them to wait with his eyes.

They didn't make a sound, and waited quietly for Mrs. Nangong to finish playing.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at her. Mrs. Nangong was undoubtedly the most elegant and temperamental woman she had ever seen. It's not about appearance, it's a temperament that has been precipitated over the years.

She seems to have a lot of stories in her. It attracts people to want to explore and listen.

Why did Mrs. Nangong play such a sad tune?

Hearing her, she was inexplicably a little sad.

Xu Qiaoqiao sighed in her heart, in this world, there is probably only the separation of flesh and blood, which is a regret that no amount of money and power can make up.

Before the song was finished, Mrs. Nangong suddenly stopped, staring at the black and white keys with dull eyes, and her eyes were slightly moist. After a while, I don't know what came to mind, tears rolled out silently and dripped onto the keys.

The middle-aged man immediately took out a neatly folded clean handkerchief and handed it over.

"Madame......" he said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, but he had to arouse her attention.

First, I couldn't bear to see her crying, and second, I was worried that there were outsiders present.

Mrs. Nangong glanced at him faintly, and then turned her face again under the signal of his eyes, and when she saw them, she suddenly took the handkerchief and lowered her head to wipe away the tears on her face.

By the time she got up, she had already returned to her elegant and noble posture.

She walked up to them and said calmly, "I'm sorry for letting you see the joke." ”

Jun Muye still maintained his usual calm momentum, and greeted Mrs. Nangong politely but politely.

But Xu Qiaoqiao was quite embarrassed, and when she saw Mrs. Nangong twice, she saw her crying.

"Madame's piano is very good. Xu Qiaoqiao could only reply.

Mrs. Nangong smiled slightly, and then asked, "Have you heard of it?"

Xu Qiaoqiao shook her head honestly.

"Do you know how to play the piano?" she asked suddenly.

Xu Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "A little." ”

"Then do you play the song "Wounded City"?"

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at her, hesitated, and suggested: "If Madame wants to listen to it, why don't I play "Starlight" for you?" That song was too sad, and she didn't like that style very much.

Although when people are sad and lonely, listening to some sad songs is indeed more appropriate for the situation, and it is easy to touch the feelings in the heart. However, if it were her, when she was sad, she would have listened to some light, joyful, or positive and bright songs.

This is like what people say, borrowing wine to drown sorrow is even more sorrowful. If you want to deflect negative emotions, you have to do the opposite.

Mrs. Nangong nodded without any objection.

Xu Qiaoqiao glanced at Jun Muye, then let go of her hand and walked towards the piano.

To be honest, she was a little nervous.

When she was admitted to the drama school, she studied dance, singing, and piano. At that time, her mother wanted to train her to be versatile and able to show off.

But since she entered the academy, she has devoted herself to studying acting. When I joined the company as a trainee, I often practiced dancing, but I rarely touched the piano.

Although she was a little rusty, Xu Qiaoqiao quickly adjusted her mentality, thought about it slightly, and then took a deep breath, straightened her posture, and slowly put her slender jade fingers on the cold keys.

The fingertips moved slightly, and the notes of joy flowed from the fingertips.

Jun Muye stared at her steadily, his deep gaze was so focused, and at the moment when the music sounded, it seemed that there was only her figure in his eyes.

It wasn't the first time he'd heard her play the piano. He had heard it when she had just learned to play the piano.

However, she was quite resistant to him at that time, and he didn't have a chance to get close to her at all. I could only stand far away and listen to her practice and watch her dance......

And this will hear her play the piano again, but for someone else's sake. Suddenly, I wanted her to play a song for herself.

"Starlight" is a nursery rhyme-style tune, and the tune is light and pure. It's like returning to the most innocent and carefree time in childhood, listening, people slowly forget their troubles, and their mood will become brighter.

Although Xu Qiaoqiao is not a professional-level pianist, she is playing very carefully. Because, she didn't want to see Mrs. Nangong's face showing such melancholy and sadness. Although her piano skills are insignificant, she is eager to do her best to give her a little comfort.

Xu Qiaoqiao quickly found her state, her fingers dancing on the keys like a cloud, and the notes that were played were like dancing elves.

Judging from a professional point of view, this song is indeed not so perfect. But it can make people hear the sincerity and intentions, which is enough to move people.

Mrs. Nangong looked at Xu Qiaoqiao quietly, a smile slowly appeared on her lips, and her eyes kept staring at her, feeling that this girl, the more she looked at it, the more she fell in love.

She couldn't help but think of her son, who was thirty-one years old and still didn't even have a girlfriend. If Qiaoqiao can be her daughter-in-law and accompany her, she will also get some comfort in her heart.

It's just that......

She glanced sideways at the man beside her.

Although it was the first time she had seen him, she had heard a lot of the name Jun Muye. Those celebrities are keen to discuss him.

Whether it is in terms of appearance or character and career, Jun Muye is really impeccable.

Especially the kind of eyes he looks pretty, deep and full of strong love. A lot of emotions and emotions can be read in people's eyes, but a person's eyes can't make up people.

Mrs. Nangong sighed in her heart, feeling a little regretful.

Her son can also be said to be the pride of the sky and has a noble status. In any respect, it is comparable to Jun Muye. However, since people are happy with each other, then don't disturb them and cause trouble for them.

After Xu Qiaoqiao finished playing, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, there don't seem to be too many flaws on the whole.

A relaxed smile curled on her lips, and when she turned her head, she bumped into Jun Muye's deep and focused eyes.

Miss Xu Qiaoqiao blushed slightly when he looked at her. It's not that she's hypocritical, it's just that in front of outsiders, she can't quite adapt to his unabashedly burning gaze.

She pretended to be calm and closed her eyes.

Mrs. Nangong took the delicate state of her little daughter into her eyes. She was also young and loved unforgettablely, how could she not feel the affection between them.

She walked up to the pretty and said with a kind smile, "I like to listen to your songs." ”

Xu Qiaoqiao pursed her lips a little embarrassed and smiled: "I moved the door and got an axe in front of Mrs. ”

"Don't say that. I'm grateful for you to come and accompany me. It's a bit abrupt that I'm asking. Mrs. Nangong took her hand cordially, paused, and said, "When you played the piano just now, it reminded me of myself when I was younger. ”