Seeing Pei Hao's angry appearance, Song Cangran walked in happily.

In fact, this stupid cousin is still quite funny sometimes, not as annoying as his own mother at all.

She found her place according to the seat number, and found that she was holding a ticket for the VIP seat, but unfortunately the other ticket was in Huo Zizhao's hand, otherwise she would have given it to Pei Hao as a favor.

Soon after she sat down, she saw Grandma Bo and an old lady of the same age walking over, and the two seemed to be very familiar with each other.

"Hey, you're here?" Seeing her grandmother Bo smiling and Mimi greeted: "Why are you alone, your boyfriend?" ”

"He's a little late."

Grandma Bo nodded, and introduced to the people around her with a smile: "This is a girl I just met, and I am quite close to her, I like her very much." ”

The old lady next to her smiled politely at her.

The two old ladies are both graceful and luxurious, and they look very temperamental.

At this time, in the recital lounge, Bai Xue'er sat in front of the dresser in a white dress extremely elegantly, and let someone comb her long silky hair for her.

The lounge was full of flowers and gifts, but they couldn't be placed, and they were still being sent in an endless stream, even the corridor outside the door was her gift.

Her dressing table is also full of flowers, and the beauty of the flowers complements each other.

She was surrounded by people, and she was as dazzling as a princess.

"Cher, you're so beautiful today." Fan Wenwen looked at her enviously: "When I came over just now, I heard that people were envious of you, saying that you have the ability. ”

Bai Xue'er smiled reservedly, and everyone was very stylish.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, she looked at the number, her eyes flashed impatiently, and finally answered.

"What's wrong?" Fan Wenwen listened to her conversation and asked, "Whose phone is it?" ”

"Pei Hao," Bai Xue'er pretended to be virtuous: "He bought a fake ticket and was stopped at the door, you go pick him up." ”

"This idiot can't do a little thing," Fan Wenwen complained disdainfully, and ordered people to go out.

A few minutes later, when Pei Hao was taken backstage, what he saw was the gentle and beautiful Bai Xue'er, looking at him affectionately.

"Xue'er, you are so beautiful," he stared at her stupidly, and handed over the flower in his hand stupidly: "Send you, I wish you a successful performance." ”

"Thank you," Bai Xue'er smiled gently: "You want to come and tell me in advance, Wenwen, there are still more tickets, give a Ah Hao." ”

"No, it's already gone."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm very satisfied to be able to cheer for you personally."

"Then what's the matter, you've come all the way, how can I let you go like this."

Hearing Bai Xue'er's thoughtful words, Pei Hao was so moved that he was about to fly.

It's still his goddess, thinking of Song Canran he met just now, he pursed his lips in disgust, he couldn't even compare to a single hair of others.

"By the way, my cousin has come to the concert today," he flattered, "she just wanted me to bring her backstage to open her eyes, but I refused. ”

"Isn't she still locked up?" Bai Xue'er cared: "Do you want me to let someone bring her in." ”

"No need," Pei Hao touched his nose in disdain: "Don't care about her, how can she be a hillbilly who understands this, and letting her come in is also playing the piano to the cow." ”

Bai Xue'er didn't ask any more, a trace of smugness flashed in her eyes, and asked Fan Wenwen to find him a very remote position, and Pei Hao left gratefully.