Chapter 620: Chrysion Concert Evening 4

"I remember having the privilege of meeting Miss Mo four years ago under the leadership of my father, but I didn't communicate with Miss Mo at that time, and since then Miss Mo has become my idol, and now I am still so young when I meet Miss Mo again." Chrysion. When Lily said this, there was no trace of falsehood, and she looked at Mo Zishu with a light of adoration in her eyes, and her true feelings could be seen in the depths.

"Thank you, I remember meeting Miss Lily at that time, but I didn't expect Miss Lily to remember me, it's my honor." Mo Zishu modestly talked to Claision. Lily thanked her.

"It is my honor to accept the invitation of the Chrysion Concert Hall again after four years, not only for me, but also for my father and the entire Chryson Concert Hall and even the World Piano Performance Association." Chrysion. Lily shook her head, every performance of their Chryson Concert Hall will not give any fee to the performers, this is completely a craft performance, and Miss Mo will donate all the income from each new song created in the name of the Chryson Concert Hall, which is completely to add glory to the Chryson Concert Hall and win a good reputation, Miss Mo is not only honored but also grateful beyond words.

Fu Qingyuan has always stood quietly by Mo Zishu's side, listening to the conversation between the two, and the generous palm has never left the girl's waist.

The curve design on both sides of Mo Zishu's waist is made of pure white lace connecting the silky satin before and after, so Fu Qingyuan can clearly touch the girl's skin through the middle layer of thin lace, but it is different from what he imagined, it is not delicate and smooth, but mottled and abrupt, even if he gently puts it on it without any stroking action, he can clearly feel that the scars spread in the palm of his hand, reaching the bottom of his heart.

It was an indescribable distress that struck his face, wrapping Fu Qingyuan's brain and heart tightly, as if there was a vine covered with wild thorns that was constantly spreading and tightening, and then pierced his softest place with its sharp thorns.

"When do Miss Mo and Mr. Fu plan to get married?" Chrysion. Lily chatted with Mo Zishu, and she expected to be in love and marriage, and now she has the same attitude towards Fu Qingyuan's husband as she treats her idol's husband, without any complaints, jealousy and dissatisfaction, and her heart is very full and peaceful, because two people who make her admire come together, which seems to be a happy result that she is particularly willing to see.

"In our country H, I haven't reached the legal age of marriage, so I won't be there for the time being." Mo Zishu thought about it before she said to Clais. Lily said.

"Oh? What is the legal age of marriage there? "Chrysion. Lily was surprised to hear this, because they had a law that allowed a man and a woman to marry as long as they were at least sixteen years of age, and that marriage was legally recognized.

"We have women at 20 and men at 22." Mo Zishu opened his mouth and said.

Chrysion. Lily was surprised when she heard this, and looked at her idol in front of her in disbelief in her eyes: "Oh my God, Miss Mo, your God!" I can't imagine Miss Mo, you, you are not yet twenty years old! ”

The news was too stunned to make Chrysion. Lily was already incoherent, her eyes going back and forth between Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu.

"I'm nineteen now." Mo Zishu nodded with a light smile and said his true age.

Chrysion. Lily was silent, she was twenty-three years old now, four years different from her idol, what about Mr. Fu?

Thinking of this, Chrysion. Lily hurriedly looked at Fu Qingyuan: "Fu, Mr. Fu is almost twenty-five years old!" ”

For some reason, Chrysion. Lily's lips trembled a little as she said this.

Fu Qingyuan also nodded. Lily's eyes made him suddenly feel a sense of guilt, his Shushu is only nineteen years old now, so he fell in love with others when he was eighteen years old, how can he feel a little beastly!?

"Haha, this, Mr. Fu and Miss Mo are really a good match, age is not a problem." Knowing Mo Zishu's real age, Claision. Lily from the initial surprise to the current calm, no matter what, the two look extremely compatible from the outside, and then look at the other two are very good, and now this social age is no longer the main problem in talking about marriage.

"Thank you, Miss Lily, for the compliment." Fu Qingyuan slightly tilted his jaw and looked at the petite girl beside him, and when his gaze froze on the snow-white and round shoulder, the light in his already deep eyes dimmed a lot again.

"Then I won't bother Mr. Fu and Miss Mo." Chrysion. Lily looked at Mr. Fu's attitude, probably wanting to be alone with her idol for a while, and she couldn't keep being stuck in the middle to disturb the world, so she left consciously.

Fu Qingyuan looked at Clais Ang with satisfaction. Lily's behavior led to the corner of the Great Hall with the person in her arms in her arms.

There were already several people sitting on the sofa in the corner, Na Chuan, Shen Nancheng, Helian Bai Mu, Murong Ling and Shi Wei Su Jie, seeing the arrival of Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu, the eyes of several people looked at the two of them in unison.

To be precise, they are actually looking at Mo Zishu alone, with a little scrutiny in their eyes.

"Come, come, sit." Shen Nancheng moved to the side, making room for Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu.

Fu Qingyuan took Mo Zishu's waist and sat down in front of everyone generously.

Mo Zishu was not unnatural at all, and calmly faced the scrutinizing gaze projected by everyone.

"Shushu, you tell me honestly, you went to S just to participate in the performance of this Chrysion Concert Hall?" Shi Wei was the first to speak, although Mo Zishu had such a big devil as Fu Qingyuan by her side, she couldn't control it so much.

"Well, I'll take you over by the way." Mo Zishu didn't tell the truth, she actually planned to come alone, and later brought Shi Wei with her in order to reassure the person next to her.

Faced with Mo Zishu's sudden warm words, Shi Wei was suddenly dumbfounded, and there was a trace of embarrassment in her heart.

"Sister Mo, how can you be MS, I mean how did you become MS." Shen Nancheng couldn't hold back the gossip in his heart, and asked quickly behind Shi Wei.

"I also want to ask this question of yours, how did I become MS." Mo Zishu smiled playfully, and Shuyan's face suddenly changed to ridicule.

Shen Nancheng was suddenly silent.

"Sister Mo, I heard them say that you also played at the Chrysion Concert Hall four years ago, right?" Nachuan also asked.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu gave Nachuan a definite answer.

The Nachuan people who got the answer were instantly surprised, four years ago, Mo Zishu was only fifteen years old, and fifteen-year-old Mo Zishu was already famous in the music industry, this is simply a genius-like existence!

"I remember that my brother also received an invitation to the Chryson Concert Hall at that time, and he went to attend it at that time, I don't know if you have ever met." Nachuan remembered the previous events again.

"I didn't know, I left after I finished playing." Mo Zishu shook her head, she didn't know who was attending the concert at that time, and she wasn't interested in it at all, after all, she still had a task to complete after the performance.

"You were wearing a dark blue gown, weren't you?" Fu Qingyuan thought about a special scene after the concert four years ago, and a figure suddenly broke into his mind.

A hint of surprise appeared between Mo Zishu's slightly frowning eyebrows: "The performance dress at that time was indeed dark blue, and it was the classic Eternal Memory designed by Alaire. ”

"That's right, when the performance was performing, there was a heavy curtain between the viewing hall and the recital hall, and I couldn't see anyone else, and I left after your performance, and I didn't continue to watch the later performances, and I took a hurried look when I walked out of the stone gate of the muse, and I caught the back of a person getting on the car." Fu Qing explained to Mo Zishu that in fact, when he didn't get Mo Zishu's admission, he himself was a little unsure whether the figure he saw at that time was Mo Zishu himself, because he didn't see a straight face, not even a silhouette.

"I see." Shen Nancheng and Nachuan listened with relish.

"I didn't expect my brother to glance at it in such a hurry, and he buried a marriage that was not shallow for this after that." Nachuan sighed and said that no matter how long it takes for people to be destined, they will meet again in the end.

Fu Qingyuan agreed with what Na Chuan said.

Murong Ling, who was sitting beside Helian Baimu, quietly got up and prepared to leave this somewhat harsh place.

Shen Nancheng was the first to notice Murong Ling's strange appearance, and he also got up and left with Murong Ling's side.

Fu Qingyuan's eyes darkened and looked at Murong Ling's back, and he didn't say anything.

Not long after Murong Ling and Shen Nancheng left, the husband and wife of Bei Nai Anzhen and Bei Nai Xizi took Bei Nai Qinghe and Bei Nai Kaze to Mo Zishu and the others, and there was Kudo Noji Temple along the way.

"Sister Zishu." Bei Nai Qinghe saw Mo Zishu like a wild horse that had escaped, and couldn't hold it and went to Mo Zishu's side.

Bei Nai Anzhen and Bei Nai Kiko looked at their daughter so bold, they couldn't stop it, at least Mr. Fu and MS were not displeased.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Mo." Beino Anzhen and Beino Kiko shouted at the same time, and the two of them behind them, Kazama and Kudo Noji, both of them still feel a little incredible, Mo Zishu turned out to be MS.

Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu nodded, and Fu Qingyuan opened his mouth to introduce Mo Zishu: "This is Mr. An Zhen, the current patriarch of the Beinai family, and this is his wife, Mrs. Xizi." ”