The curtains of the dim room were tightly drawn, and the room was already in a dark style, but when I suddenly walked in, it gave people a feeling of suffocation.

Ji Yuchen closed the door, leaned against the back of the door, and not only thought about it.

The Qiao family I just talked about is ...... Her home?

But he didn't hear anyone mention that there was a friend at home surnamed Qiao.

He hesitated for a moment, but went to the closet and rummaged through it, then took his clothes and went into the bathroom.

……

At noon, a melodious piano music came out of the classical and elegant villa, and the morning sun swept down through the dense leaves.

Qiao Xinran's white and slender fingers played skillfully on the keys, her expression was calm, and her eyes glanced at the score from time to time, without the slightest emotion.

Su Wanling sat in front of the coffee table, operating the tea set in front of her elegantly, and her clothes today also had a bit of ethnic design, which made her movements look more dignified.

Qiao Yu on the side held a book in his hand and quietly flipped through it.

The family seemed very peaceful, each doing their own thing and not disturbing each other.

The melodious sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and the living room suddenly quieted down, Qiao Xinran took a breath gently, and a trace of exhaustion flashed in his expression.

Today is the weekend, she got up at half past six as usual, went out for a walk with her mother, came back, took a shower, and continued to memorize English words.

After breakfast, I started to practice the piano, and I have been practicing until now.

Her daily life is like a planner, and when this thing is done, she will immediately do the next thing, and she doesn't even seem to have a chance to let go.

Su Wanling picked up the tea pick, gently plucked the tea leaves from the tea box to the tea bowl with elegant movements, and then raised her eyes and glanced over.

"Go on, why don't you play, you can practice a little more this weekend." Su Wanling said, and the movements in her hands never stopped.

Qiao Xinran's straight back relaxed a little, lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips, and didn't make a sound, just took a breath lightly, and the tense look gradually faded.

Listening to the sound of the piano continuing to sound, Su Wanling's lips hooked up with a satisfied smile.

The doorbell rang at this time, and the nanny came out of the kitchen when she heard the sound and hurriedly ran over to open the door.

Qiao Yu also put down the book in his hand at this time, got up, and walked towards the entrance.

"It's Mr. Ji and Mr. Lin, please come in." Qiao Yu looked at the three people standing at the door and greeted them politely.

Su Wanling retracted her movements, stood up dignifiedly, and came to them with a smile.

"Shu Han? I haven't seen you for so many years, but you're really getting more and more temperamental. ”

"Where, you are, still so beautiful."

The two exchanged pleasantries one by one, and Su Wanling's eyes noticed a tall young man standing behind the two of them wearing a black and white striped shirt.

Ji Yuchen greeted the scrutiny from the elders, and his uninhibited eyebrows revealed a bit of rare well-behavedness, "Auntie is good, uncle is good." ”

He politely greeted the two of them.

Su Wanling looked at the young man in front of her who was half a shoulder taller than her, and nodded with a gentle smile, "This is your son, you left not long after you got married, I didn't expect my sons to be so old." ”

"yes." There was a hint of reluctance in Lin Shuhan's smile, and then she affectionately grabbed her son's arm, "I sometimes don't realize that my son is so old." ”。

She giggled, but in the next second, the arm that was held was pulled out of her hand without hesitation.