He once came to the door in person, put down his body, and begged her to let Wen Xinyi go, but she didn't give him any face.

Originally, because of the marriage between the two families, he had a great opinion on Yan Rusheng.

While analyzing in his heart, he looked at Ming Zhongsheng, where his old man was sitting there, with a calm face and an ugly face.

She looked at Ming Ansheng again, his eyes also looked at them, looking at Yan Rusheng, although the meaning of that look was not obvious, it was not difficult to see.

He was embarrassed and helpless.

She lowered her eyes, she didn't want to care about it so much, she wasn't so generous.

No one can understand how she has spent the past few days, and she has involved the innocent Charles.

"I do what I say."

Yan Rusheng's cold voice sounded above his head again.

The scene was silent, and the atmosphere was so cold that people's breath was frozen.

Only vivid, feeling warm all over her body, especially in her heart, her body couldn't help but lean into Yan Rusheng's arms.

It's not him, it's not his intention to ask her to hold a press conference to apologize, he doesn't know.

After saying what he wanted to say, Yan Rusheng hugged Lifelike, and said to the old man Lu on the chief side: "It takes up the time of Grandpa Lu's birthday banquet, and I will make a compensatory to Grandpa Lu here." ”

As his tone became softer, the atmosphere was a little lighter.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud voice came from the staircase on the second floor, "Third Brother Yan, it's not enough to just apologize verbally." ”

Yan Rusheng looked over, and a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes, "What does Miss Lu mean?" ”

Lu Yishan was wearing a white evening dress, holding the handrail of the stairs with one hand and the hem of the skirt in the other, and walked downstairs.

She looked at Yan Rusheng as she walked and said, "I heard that you play the piano very well." ”

Yan Rusheng immediately understood what she meant, and nodded briskly, "Okay, I'll play a song for Grandpa Lu, but it's not a loss." ”

As he spoke, he took his lifelike hand and walked calmly in the direction of the piano.

The pianist sitting at the piano hurriedly got up to make room for him.

Under the expectation of everyone, the two of them walked to the piano, Yan Rusheng pulled out the chair, lowered his head to the ear of life, and whispered.

Lifelike pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

Then she stooped down in a chair and sat down only a halfway through.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Rusheng also bent over and sat next to her.

The two put their hands on the keys at the same time, and then turned their heads to look at each other in a tacit understanding.

A well-known song sounded happily in the hall, and the atmosphere was instantly high, surpassing the previous one.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......"

With the piano accompaniment, everyone sang and beat the rhythm with their hands, and even the old man and the old lady at the table where the chief was on couldn't help but blend in.

The two people sitting in front of the piano were as if they had rehearsed before, and the technique and rhythm were exactly the same.

This tacit understanding is something they themselves didn't expect.

Two hands, one big and one small, one with distinct joints, the other soft as boneless, even the hands are so matched.

Who else dares to say that they are not loving? Not compatible?

"A man like Yan Sanshao, I'm afraid I won't find a second one in this world."

"That's the real pride of the sky."

"Childhood sweethearts are true love."

Looking at the lifelike back and listening to the discussions of the people around him, Fang Jiayin felt that the red wine he drank in his mouth was bitter.

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