Contract Sweet Wife: The rich boss is too black-bellied

Chapter 92 Awakening from a Dream
The soothing piano music is like a trickle, flowing slowly in the direction of the sea breeze. From the moment Jiang Ruochu pressed the first key, the tension in his heart gradually disappeared.

At the beginning, the hall was full of voices and was very lively.I don't know from which note, everyone gradually fell silent.

Someone started waltzing.

Gradually, more and more people danced.

Ouyang Jin propped his elbows on the fence of the terrace, and said to Ye Xuanyuan: "I won't comment on how well you play, the key is that people are pleasing to the eye, and it is pleasing to the eye."

Mo Yucheng said: "Not everyone has nothing to do like you. They can practice often. I have forgotten everything I learned before."

Ye Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, he was noncommittal, and after a pause, he rushed to his pillow and said, "Tomorrow, give me a summary of the scores."

Ye Xuanyuan turned to leave, Ouyang Jin poked Gao Zhen's shoulder with his elbow, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It seems that there is something going on!!"

The corners of Mo Yucheng's lips raised slightly, and he touched the high-pillow glass: "Congratulations, maybe we can do business this time."

Gao Zhen let out a long breath of relief, and his smiling brows stretched.

Didn't say no, so he reluctantly agreed?

After Jiang Ruochu played the first song, Ye Xuanyuan and Mo Yucheng had long disappeared.

I returned to Fushan Yaju Villa with a heart hanging, and didn't sleep well all night.

Too nervous at night, never dared to look directly at Ye Xuanyuan's face for more than two seconds.

It turns out that the prince in Longhai people's legend looks like this!
Although I had roughly seen his appearance in the lobby on the first floor of Huanyu, I didn't expect that there were such sharp and cold eyes hidden under the thick black sunglasses.

But, it's strange, where did this face seem to be seen before?
Is it in a magazine?Or did you secretly imagine his appearance in your heart?What happened in the evening played back in her mind like a movie until she fell asleep in a daze.

An unforgettable face appeared in her dream and gradually became clear.

High nose bridge, delicate eyebrows, unruly and indifferent eyes...

A slender and fit figure, with smooth and delicate bare skin...

How can you dream of the dressing room in Diamond Beach?
When I think of it, my face will blush to the point of bleeding, and I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in.

The slightly curved corners of the man's lips seemed to mock her embarrassment, his eyes and thick eyebrows...

"Ah!!!" Jiang Ruochu screamed, sitting up from the bed like waking up from a nightmare,

He stroked his throbbing chest and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

God! ! !It's him? ? ? ?

Is he the man I met in the locker room that day? ? ?

Did he recognize himself?

Is it really such a coincidence?

Jiang Ruochu felt her heart beating so hard that she couldn't fall asleep again this night!

……

Early the next morning, the think tank's scores were collected.

Gao Zhen looked it over, and took all the signed score sheets to Ye Xuanyuan's office.

"Young Director, Jiang Ruochu passed the assessment." A big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and it was a lot easier to say this sentence.

Ye Xuanyuan watched the news on the financial channel, and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"In terms of overall score, the talent score is a little lower. I will give her more training in the later stage." Gao Zhen was afraid that something would happen to him again, so he had to speak first.

Ye Xuanyuan stretched out two fingers and pinched the center of his brows: "All the items are clearly only barely qualified, but the time is tight, so we have to let her pass!"

Gao Zhen felt secretly happy, and said with a smile: "Young Director, after all, time is too tight, she is still hardworking, and she should get better after a while."

Ye Xuanyuan waved his hand, signaling him to go down and make arrangements.

(End of this chapter)