077 Hate is also a kind of protection
"How are you?"
Mu Liang didn't expect to meet Sheng Mingzhan in the piano shop, and he couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.
The man sat cross-legged on the ground, tilted his head slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "We can meet you here, we are really fated." β
Is there a fate?
Mu Liang hooked his lips, feeling that what he said made some sense. The city was so big, how could he and she always meet, and every time in situations she didn't expect.
"What are you doing here?" Mu Liang squatted on the side and asked him with interest.
Sheng Mingzhan raised the screw and said, "Repair the piano, can't you see it?" β
"I can't see it," Mu Liang smiled, his dark eyes couldn't stop looking at him, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "A big president, lying here to repair the piano, who can see it!" β
Sheng Mingzhan glanced at her and scolded, "That's your clumsiness." β
Clumsy? Mu Liang frowned, thinking that he should be fickle, right? One moment he turned into a cook to stir-fry, and the other he became a violinist, this man is really changeable!
"Can you really fix it?" Seeing how well he was drumming, Mu Liang still felt weak. Piano repair is definitely a technical job, and she doesn't believe that this man has everything to do.
"Absolutely." After closing the piano case, Sheng Mingzhan stood up with the tools, squinted his eyes and asked her, "You also know how to repair the piano?" β
Mu Liang waved his hand and explained: "I can't repair, I can only play." β
"Can you play the piano?" Sheng Mingzhan raised his eyebrows lightly and stared at her.
"That's right." Mu Liang replied proudly, unconsciously puffing up his chest. I didn't expect it, huh! Finally raised his eyebrows in front of him once!
Sheng Mingzhan stretched out his hand to play the dust off his body, took a step back, pointed to the piano, and said, "Play it for me." β
"Why?" Mu Liang asked rhetorically, his eyes disdainful, "Why do you want to play it to you?" β
Sheng Mingzhan raised his eyebrows, and the arc of his thin lips rose, "Don't you believe that I can fix the piano?" Don't want to put my skills to the test? β
This is an acceptable reason. Mu Liang put down the leather bag in his hand, walked to the piano bench and sat down, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, then I'll try the piano." β
Sheng Mingzhan chuckled, not caring about her childish rhetoric. He took a few steps back and sat down on the couch, staring at the person across from him.
Can she play the piano?
Sheng Mingzhan put down the cuffs that he had pulled up, and when he usually saw her with angry cheeks and sharp teeth, he really couldn't imagine what she looked like when she played the piano.
The man sitting across from him stared at him with a look of disbelief. Mu Liangxin held her breath, she opened the lid and pondered repeatedly, which one do you want to play?
Mu Liang took a deep breath and calmed down his chaotic heart. She slowly raised her hand, and the moment her fingertips tapped on the keys, the sound of the piano that flowed out echoed in the entire piano shop little by little.
It's still the autumn whisper she plays, and she likes this song very much. Now it is the season of late autumn, and the eyes are full of fallen leaves, which makes people feel inexplicably sad.
Sheng Mingzhan stroked her chin with one hand, looking at her eyes became deep, she hung her head slightly, her eyes focused and quiet, which could make people who listen to the piano unconsciously settle down with her.
There was a faint sadness in the music she played, and it seemed that with the fluctuation of her fingertips, a hand also reached into the depths of his heart, and it was fluctuating somewhere in the softest part of his heart.
Playing this song tonight is not a show-off. Mu Liang just felt that the reflection was also in line with her mood at this time. After playing a song, she withdrew her fingertips, and sure enough, she felt that a certain emotion suppressed in her heart quietly went away.
This piano definitely belongs to the healing system for her.
"I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Seeing that the person sitting on the sofa didn't move, Mu Liang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.
Sheng Mingzhan retracted his senses, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said the same: "I didn't lie to you." β
"Uh......" Mu Liang was surprised and shut up stupidly. She's tried the piano just now, and it's true...... Very good.
Well, she guessed wrong this time!
"You can play the piano too?" Mu Hao asked him curiously.
The man shook his head and said truthfully: "I don't know much, I just like to practice and have fun." β
"That's it," Mu Liang picked up the leather bag, glanced at the piano shop, and found that the clerk seemed to know Sheng Mingzhan too, and said suspiciously: "Why did you repair the piano here?" β
"I know the owner of this piano shop." Sheng Mingzhan stood up and put his hands in his pockets.
Mu Liang suddenly realized, it turned out that he knew the boss, no wonder he could come and go here freely. She looked around again, but she didn't see Grandpa Song.
I guess he couldn't come tonight because he had something to do, and since the person she wanted to see wasn't there, it didn't make sense for her to stay here.
Mu Liang picked up the leather bag and walked to leave, "I'm leaving." β
"Waitβ" Sheng Mingzhan couldn't help but call out to the people in front of him.
"Something?" Mu Liang turned around and asked him.
Sheng Mingzhan was stunned, and didn't seem to find an excuse for a while. A clerk came over and said with a smile, "Mr. Sheng, your dinner is ready." β
"Okay." Sheng Mingzhan thanked him, looked up and asked the person opposite, "Are you hungry?" β
Mu Liang frowned, a little surprised, why do you still care about food here?
Half loud, at the back of the piano shop, there is a quiet cafΓ©. Mu Liang stared at the steaming claypot rice in front of him, and said in surprise: "Isn't it?" The owner still prepares dinner for you? β
Sheng Mingzhan picked up the spoon and stirred the rice and meat together. As his spoon flipped, the aroma overflowed all around, "His chef here is a must, every time I come to repair the piano, is it still free?" β
"Then you're here to eat?" Mu Liang heard the door and quipped.
Sheng Ming Zhanjun's face sank, glared at her, and his tone was displeased, "You understand!" β
He took out a small bowl of mixed rice and handed it to the person opposite, saying, "Eat." β
Staring at the fragrant claypot rice in front of him, Mu Liang struggled extremely in his heart. She remembered the last time Fu Jinchen cleaned her up because she was eating with others, and her heart shrank.
But the bowl of rice in front of me was so tempting, the aroma could be smelled from several streets away. If she didn't eat it, she felt too sorry for herself.
After struggling for a long time, Mu Liang kept comforting herself, anyway, this is not a dinner invitation, there are people around, let alone alone, so she can eat!
Mu Liang smiled happily, immediately picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice and sent it to his mouth. The rice was so hot that she almost burned it, and she couldn't stop blowing cold when she raised it to her mouth. The long-grain fragrant rice is mixed with a secret sausage, and after being steamed at high temperatures, the rice is fully integrated with the aroma of the sausage.
"Is it delicious?" Sheng Mingzhan tasted it and asked the person opposite with a smile.
Mu Liang nodded vigorously and gave a thumbs up, "It's so delicious." β
Sheng Mingzhan's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he said: "Well, the cook in their family turned out to be Cantonese, and he has been making claypot rice for decades, and his skills are amazing." β
"You know a lot." Mu Liang accosted while eating, "Are you familiar with the owner of this shop?" β
Hearing her ask, Sheng Mingzhan smiled in his eyes, "It's quite familiar." β
He glanced around, suddenly noticed something, and asked, "You also know the owner of this shop?" β
"I don't know!" Mu Liang chewed quickly.
"I don't know you can play the piano?"
Mu Liang ate the rice in his small bowl and frowned dissatisfied, "I only know one master, and he also works in this piano shop, but his grandfather is very powerful, and even the boss doesn't dare to care about him." β
Sheng Mingzhan's eyes flashed, and he asked her, "Which grandfather?" β
"Grandpa Song," Mu Liang replied very seriously, with a gentle expression in his eyes, "Grandpa is good, and he is good to me." By the way, since you are also practicing the piano here, do you know Grandpa Song? β
"Grandpa Song?"
The corners of Sheng Mingzhan's mouth twitched, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly. How can there be any Grandpa Song who repairs the piano in this piano shop, if the boss Grandpa Song has one.
This silly girl! You've been deceived!
Thinking of Song Rufeng's usual childish play, Sheng Mingzhan probably understood. In fact, when he first met, he didn't know the true identity of Song Rufeng, or later met Lu in Minghai City, and he learned that Lu Dao, a funny old man he met by chance on the plane, was actually the ruler of the Song family.
"What, you also know Grandpa Song?" Mu Liang stared at him and asked.
Sheng Mingzhan adjusted his expression, not wanting to pierce it, "I know." β
Mu Liang smiled and said proudly: "Grandpa is very good." β
Sheng Mingzhan echoed casually, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was unconsciously gentle.
Halfway, Mu Liang stared at the bowl of rice in front of him and asked, "I see that you haven't eaten, you must be not hungry." Before she could wait for Sheng Mingzhan to answer, she had already rushed to bring the rice over, "Then I'm welcome!" β
"Heyβ"
Sheng Mingzhan was annoyed, and when he reached out to grab it, Mu Liang had already stretched out a spoon to eat.
"Mu Liang!"
Sheng Mingzhan lowered his face, the curvature of the corners of his mouth tightened, "That's my rice." β
"Who said it was yours?" Mu Liang blinked innocently, "Anyway, if you call it, it won't pay attention to you." β
Hearing this, the corners of Sheng Mingzhan's eyes sank, and the expression on his handsome face was gloomy. robbed him of food, and dared to say cool things?!
Seeing that he was angry, Mu Liang pushed the rice bowl to him again and said, "Okay, then I'll give it back to you." β
Something flashed in her eyes, and she deliberately raised the spoon in her hand and moved it in front of his eyes, "But I've already eaten this meal, do you really want to eat it?" β
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Sheng Mingzhan stared at the fragrant claypot rice, looked at the spoon in her hand again, and finally looked away with disgust, pushed the rice to her with his backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Liang, count you ruthless!" β
"It's something you don't eat yourself." Mu Liang didn't see any politeness, took the rice bowl, and started eating. What a pity not to eat such a delicious meal!
A meal that was originally good went into her stomach alone. Sheng Mingzhan looked ugly, his thin lips were pursed, and he thought that he was too talkative, why did he ask her if she had eaten? Why do you want to share the food with her?!
Mu Liang sighed with satisfaction, and sure enough, he still filled his stomach and felt comfortable. The man next to her looked resentful, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Okay, isn't it just a claypot meal?" Come back and I'll pay you back. β
Sheng Mingzhan chuckled, the look on the corner of his mouth was cold, "Who is rare." β
Raising his watch and looking at it, Mu Liang saw that the time was not early, so he took his bag and prepared to leave. Sheng Mingzhan grabbed her wrist and dragged her to his eyes, "Want to leave when you're full?" β
"Or else?" Mu Liang looked at him and asked. Thinking back to this, she felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew her hand.
"Mr. Sheng." Mu Liang raised his head solemnly and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?" β
Sheng Mingzhan's face was gloomy, his eyes narrowed, and his heart was unhappy. Every time she sees him, she is always on guard.
"Don't I have a name?" Sheng Mingzhan frowned lightly, and said impatiently: "Why is it always called by Sheng Zong?" β
"......" treats a man like him, isn't it right for her to use honorifics?
Mu Liang's expression was entangled, "Then what should I be called?" β
"Sheng Mingzhan!" The man is speechless, can he be more stupid!
Mu Liang felt embarrassed, she just opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Sheng Mingzhan, "Don't shout wrong!" β
Do you really want to call your name? Mu Liang moved his mouth, "Sheng ...... Ming Zhan. β
Damn! She couldn't shout!
"Is it so difficult?" Hearing her strange tone, Sheng Mingzhan was speechless.
Mu Liang nodded.
Sheng Mingzhan's expression was gloomy, and his tone was cold, "Mu Liang, we can't have any other relationship except for the relationship at work?" β
"Something else?" Mu Liang's eyes widened.
Sheng Mingzhan nodded his chin and asked her, "How many meals have you eaten with me?" β
Dine? Mu Liang was a little weak-hearted, and hesitated before answering, "You invited me to eat." β
The subtext in her words is that this meal is what you Sheng Mingzhan is willing to invite her to eat, and it has nothing to do with her!
It's so clean!
"You ate it anyway." Sheng Mingzhan stood up, her tall figure covering the light in front of her.
Mu Liang raised his head, and could only see his deep black eyes. She subconsciously took a step back and said warily, "What do you want?" β
"I don't want to do anything!"
Sheng Mingzhan pursed his thin lips, looked at her eyes, and said in a low tone, "I don't have to guard against me all the time, guard against me, as if I can eat you anytime and anywhere!" β
Aren't you? Mu Liang slandered, but he didn't say it.
Since the last time she learned about her relationship with Fu Jinchen, Sheng Mingzhan had an indescribable feeling in his heart. When he saw Mu Liang's cautious appearance, he felt uncomfortable, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in married women!" β
Hearing this, Mu Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he said this, she had an expression of alarm lifting, Sheng Mingzhan turned around and strode out.
Mu Liang came out with his bag and saw him walking to the side of the road to pick up the car.
"Do you want to send you?" Before Sheng Mingzhan got into the car, he still asked.
Mu Liang stood on the side of the road and shook his head with a smile, "No need." β
Raising his hand to start the engine, Sheng Mingzhan's suppressed emotions became more and more obvious.
"Sheng Mingzhan!"
Mu Liang suddenly spoke, she bent down and smiled at the man in the car, "Actually, I don't want to guard against you, I'm tired of you!" If you can do this in the future, then I am willing to be your friend. β
Friend?
Sheng Mingzhan's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, raised his eyebrows and stared at her, and said, "Remember your words, pay back the food you owe me first." β
When the words fell, the man stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.
Mu Liang smiled, just now she felt that this person was good, and in a blink of an eye, she revealed her true face!
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In the evening, a black Land Rover was parked on the dark and quiet seaside. Fu Jinchen sat in the car, lit a cigarette in his hand, he didn't smoke it, just held the cigarette in his hand and let it light up little by little.
There were car lights flashing not far away, and Fu Jinchen could see the woman who pushed the door out of the car through the car mirror.
He flicked the cigarette butt off his hand and pushed the door to get out of the car as well.
The calm sea ahead was dark, and only the sound of the crashing waves kept hitting the shore.
Shu Yunge was wearing a black trench coat, and his face with delicate makeup was hidden in the shadows. She caught a glimpse of the man standing in front of the car and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late because of the traffic jam on the road." β
Fu Jinchen put one hand in his pocket, his deep gaze looked straight ahead, and he did not answer.
"This sea, it's still so quiet." Shu Yunge raised his eyebrows, and the expression in his eyes was gentle.
Fu Jinchen's thin lips moved, holding a silver lighter in his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm not here to listen to your nostalgia!" β
After a pause, the expression in his eyes sank, and he said, "Say it!" β
Shu Yunge pursed his lips, his voice was very low, "What do you have to ask?" β
"Shouldn't I ask?" Fu Jinchen's eyes were sharp in an instant, and his eyes were sharp when he looked at her, "Shu Yunge, how the did I violate you?" β
"Jin Chen!"
Shu Yunge bit his lip lightly, "Don't say it so ugly." β
"Ugly?!"
Fu Jinchen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he laughed irrepressibly, "You dare to do it, and now you feel ugly again?!" β
"I-"
The hands hanging by his side tightened fiercely, and Shu Yunge's whole body trembled.
"Speak!" Fu Jinchen was furious, raised his hand to clasp her shoulder, and his eyes full of anger were like fire.
"Why are you trying to harm me?" Fu Jinchen's dark eyes were cold, and she could see that her hands and feet were cold.
"I didn't want to hurt you," Shu Yunge bit his lip, "I just want you to die!" β
"I arranged those reporters, and I deliberately lured you in." Shu Yunge lowered his head, his heart trembling, "I know that even if I do that, but you are a member of the Fu family, you naturally have a way, you will not be good!" β
"Shu Yunge, in order to pull me into the water, you even ruined your own road?" Fu Jinchen stared into her eyes, but saw a silent calm.
"Yes!" Shu Yunge suddenly laughed, "I don't want to continue on that path, what about being a star?" In the end, I have to get married, and I'd rather leave that circle sooner! β
Fu Jinchen's heart tightened, because of her words, the only remaining guess in his heart was also broken.
With tears in his eyes, Shu Yunge bit his lip and choked up: "Fu Jinchen, it's me who loves vanity, it's me who turns our back on our love, and I don't want to waste a lot of my youth by your side!" β
She glared at the man in front of her and said word by word: "The threshold of the Fu family is so high, I can't cross a lifetime with a background like mine, I don't want to wait any longer!" β
Smack-
Something smashed head-on, Shu Yunge subconsciously reached out to catch it. She lowered her head, and saw a cool chain of clavicles sliding into her palm.
"Shu Yunge!"
Fu Jinchen tapped his fingers, "This is what I owe you." β
The man's dark eyes were bloodthirsty, and he said coldly: "But how can you pay it back if you owe me?!" β
At this moment, Shu Yunge saw a dangerous light in his eyes, and she reached out to grab Fu Jinchen, but he raised his hand and shook him off.
Coax!
The black Land Rover was gone, and Shu Yunge fell on the beach, holding the necklace with her name embedded in it, tears raining down.
Fu Jinchen, if you hate me and can protect you, then I am willing!
Returning home by car, Mu Liang walked down the side stairs back to the third floor. She pushed open the bedroom door, and the pungent smell of smoke hit her face, and she covered her mouth and coughed in a choked manner.