His handsome face shone coldly, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

Although Yan Hatsuyin knew that the man in front of him was not Lu Zeyan, it was too similar......

She went downstairs.

The man looked at her fixedly, his eyes deep.

She's beautiful today.

"Let's go." He said lightly, and it didn't sound like there was any warmth.

But only the man himself knew that there was an inexplicable nervousness and excitement in his heart.

Yan Hatsune also glanced at him.

At present, she still can't guess the purpose of this man pretending to be Lu Zeyan, what kind of motive he invited him to the concert this time......

Yan Hatsune can only take one step at a time......

The two got into the car, the driver started the engine, and the car quickly left the Lu family's manor.

On the way, it was quiet.

The man didn't speak.

He just lowered his eyes quietly, and his expression was peaceful.

Yan Chuyin didn't know what to say, so his eyes turned to the window, stunned.

That's it, wordless all the way.

The two soon arrived at the hall where the concert was taking place.

The man got out of the car first, and then stretched out his hand and handed it to Yan Chuyin, wanting to hold her.

Yan Chuyin was stunned, she looked at the man's hand......

The fingers are slender and fair.

Finally, she gave him her hand.

Yan Chuyin didn't notice that the corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked.

It's like a child getting candy, pure joy.

He clenched Yan Hatsune's hand, the girl's hand was white and soft, and it was so warm that it was fascinating.

He subconsciously tightened his strength.

Yan Hatsune didn't care about any of this, her attention was focused on her surroundings.

This is a splendid concert hall, gorgeous and beautiful, full of European Baroque style.

The guests who entered the hall were either rich or noble, and they all attended in full costume.

Yan Chuyin glanced at the man beside him, and was puzzled.

What exactly does he want to do?

In such a concert hall.

The two quickly found their seats and sat down.

After a few minutes, the concert began.

The world-class pianist Michelle performed on stage, her elegant temperament, and the piano music she played was melodious and melodious.

Yan Hatsune was immediately attracted by the sound of the piano, and the other thoughts in her mind seemed to dissipate instantly, and she was engrossed in appreciating the music.

Hatsune was originally a piano lover, so he was naturally interested in beautiful piano playing.

The man on the side was not listening to the music.

He had been looking at Yan Hatsune beside him with his spare eyes.

The girl's expression was soft, her eyes were focused, and her bright, dewy eyes were filled with dazzling light.

The man pursed his lips.

Inky eyes, deep and undulating.

If time can stop at this moment, maybe it is not a bad thing.

He thought so.

When the performance was over, the man took the opportunity to take out a delicate suede box and handed it to Yan Hatsune.

"What is this?" Yan Chuyin's eyes widened slightly, and he looked puzzled.

"For you." The man replied in a cold tone.

It was the first and perhaps the last thing he gave her.

He didn't want to have regrets, maybe he would never have such an opportunity to give her a gift in the future.

Yan Chuyin's heart swelled with a few hints of vigilance.

Why did he send himself something?

He is not Lu Zeyan, he is just a stranger to him.

Is it a fraud?

Although Yan Chuyin thought so in his heart, he took the box with a calm face.

The ghost blows the lamp

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The ghost blows the lamp

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