Xu Xu put on Yan Rusheng's shirt and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower, although Yan Rusheng fell asleep and there was no one else in the room, she was still embarrassed to walk around naked in the room.

She got out of bed and picked up the suit pants that she hadn't even bothered to be lying on the ground.

Ready to be sent to the laundry basket, she checked for something in her pocket as she walked.

What is it?

She felt the hard paper in her pocket, frowned suspiciously, and then reached in~ in and took out the contents of it.

Looking at what she had pulled out, her eyes twitched slightly.

'November 11th, returnee female musician Fang Jiayin Charity Concert ......'

'Broken concert, what's so good, if you like it, I'll play the piano for you when you go home.' ’

She let go, and her pants fell to the ground.

It's ironic that she tripped over the same way twice......

Behind the gentleness...... Always hide a sharp knife!

……

Yan Rusheng slept until the sun was three poles, and when he woke up, his head was still groggy, and he lay down and brewed for a long time before getting up.

The position next to the bed was empty, but there were obvious signs of rolling.

He hooked his lips, rolled over and got out of bed, went into the bathroom to take a shower, and then put on his bathrobe and came out before pulling back the curtains.

Standing on the balcony, he wiped his hair while looking out the window, and before he knew it, the leaves on the trees were starting to turn yellow.

Is it because you are surrounded by your loved ones that you ignore the changing scenery of the seasons?

He smiled, and the answer was yes.

His hair was half-dry, and he turned to change his clothes, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the bedside table.

What is that?

There were two tickets on the bedside table that resembled something, and he paused, then turned around and walked over.

Seeing the two tickets clearly, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

How can there be two tickets for Fang Jiayin's concert on November 11th?

Could it be that the stupid woman really went to Fang Jiayin to ask for tickets?

No...... She wasn't interested in music.

That is Fang Jiayin who contacted her privately and gave it to her?

Thinking about it, his face turned a little colder.

Can...... If Fang Jiayin gave it to Lifelike, then why did Lifelike put the tickets here? What do you mean?

He was sure he had put the two tickets here, but he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out, he hurriedly went to change his clothes, and went downstairs Aunt Zhang told him that he had just left.

Aunt Zhang also revealed to him a piece of news that she went back to her room to sleep last night.

This is a crucial message!

Yan Rusheng called Xuxu while driving.

The rush hour has not completely passed, and there is still a bit of congestion on the ring road, he wore Lanyan headphones and listened to several 'beeps', and then a vivid voice came from there, "Hey." ”

"Wen Xuxu, did Fang Jiayin go to you?" Yan Rusheng asked directly in an inquiring tone.

Wen Xuxu on the other side of the phone replied simply, "No." ”

Her voice was cold, and she was back to the way she had been with him a long time ago.

No? Yan Rusheng frowned suspiciously, "That'...... Where did you get those two tickets on the bedside table? ”

"Falling out of your pocket." There was also a hint of subtle doubt in his vivid tone.

Yan Rusheng's mind was only on her answer, and he didn't listen carefully to her tone.

Falling out of his pocket? Yan Rusheng's thick eyebrows tightened, and he was more confused.

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