Chu Nanxi glanced at Li Hannian, and this can be regarded as a sigh of relief.

After dinner, neither of them worked at home, so they didn't have time to stay longer, so they chatted with the two of them for a while and then left.

Chu Lao wanted to take a nap after dinner, Ji Qingqiu settled him in the guest room, and walked into the master bedroom by himself.

Carefully wiped the table, chair, and bedside with a rag, and saw a group photo of a family of three who were afraid of dust falling in the drawer, she stopped what she was doing, carefully took out the frame, and put it on the clean table.

The fingers caressed the face of the daughter in the group photo and landed on Chu Wenxuan's side cheek.

"Wen Xuan, I'm really sorry for misunderstanding you for so many years, I promise you, I will never drill the horns of the bull again in the future, I will help you take pictures of your baby daughter!"

After all these years and years, Ji Qingqiu finally wanted to open.

The deceased is gone, and the chagrin and guilt are meaningless.

The best way is to cherish the living, cherish the moment, and cherish yourself, which is the best answer to those who love themselves.

……

……

A week later.

The piano CD compilation album to commemorate Wen Xian - "Aftersound" was officially completed.

Chu Nanxi, who has been filming in the crew, rushed back to Jinzhou City with Li Hannian to participate in the press conference of "Aftersound".

At the press conference, all the disciples of Wen Xian who participated in the production of the CD rushed to the scene, and Li Hannian, as the representative, made a public speech to announce the official launch of this CD, and at the same time donated 5 million to order a foundation in Wen Xian's name to fund young people who like music and are talented, but have difficulties in funding.

Wen Xian's other disciples also made donations, and together with the donations of other people attending the meeting and the on-site charity sale, a total of nearly 10 million funds were raised.

At the press conference, Li Hannian personally played his favorite tune in this CD, the piano version of "Mountains and Flowing Water" adapted by Wen Xian.

The press conference ended successfully, and more than 10,000 copies were sold online in less than an hour.

Of course, most of these customers are rushing to the cold year.

This matter also quickly appeared on the hot search of the day, and many people in the industry heard the news and called Wen Shining one after another, expressing their willingness to contribute to this foundation.

Wen Shining coped politely at first, but after receiving three calls in a row, her firepower naturally rose.

She didn't know about the convening of this press conference at all, and she only learned about the situation after checking on the Internet.

Crumpling the halfway score, she turned off her phone and threw it on the table, gritting her teeth and getting up from her chair.

"Li Hannian, what are you, that's my father, why don't you allow me to attend?!"

The more I think about it, the more angry I become, and the more I think about it, the more angry I become......

Hearing the landline phone on the desk ringing, she dialed the phone line directly.

Dangdang!

There was a knock on the door, and Wen Shining angrily walked over and opened the door.

"You'd better give me a good reason to want to see me!"

The door opened, and Bai Jingyi stood outside the door.

"Miss Bai?!" Wen Shining was stunned, "Why are you here?" ”

The corners of Bai Jingyi's lips raised, evoking an unpredictable smile, "I'm here this time to share Miss Wen's worries!" ”

"I don't understand what Miss Bai means!"

Bai Jingyi walked into her room, glanced at the crumpled manuscript paper on her desk, and a sneer flashed in her eyes.

"It seems that Miss Wen's mind is not very good. Why don't we change places and have a drink?! ”