Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Jiang Xiyuan understood what Ye Shenghao meant.

It was because she wanted Jiang Xiyuan to relax, that's why she was so direct.

It's just that a girl in red suddenly appeared, smiling lightly, but with strong intentions, which made people think a little more.

Without waiting for a reaction, she went straight to the stage, sat next to Ye Chenghao, raised her hand and swept across the keys, and said with a smile, "Please first."

When she said this, the crowd was looking forward to it.

The pianist on the other side couldn't help but was eager to try. He stepped onto the stage and faced Jiang Xiyuan, "I was very impressed when I heard your playing just now. May I collaborate with you on a piece?"

Jiang Xiyuan nodded, thinking.

The subtle demeanor between the girl in the red dress and Ye Shenghao suggests that the relationship between the two is unusual.

It seems inappropriate to refuse now.

In the audience, there was enthusiasm, and the pianist also took the initiative to stand on the stage and weighed it. Jiang Xiyuan and Ye Shenghao looked at each other, chuckled, and looked at the girl in the red dress opposite.

"The last round was a tie, to determine who was the best, so we have to work harder this round." Indifferently, gently, without any influence.

Ye Shenghao glanced at Jiang Xiyuan, understood what she meant, and didn't stop him. His dark pupils were narrowed, the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, his eyes were lowered, his slender fingertips lightly touched the raised cuff buttons, and he looked at the piano keys.

He secretly moved his body, staggering the distance from the girl in the red dress.

"You start." Said to Jiang Xiyuan.

"Hmm." Nod.

After hearing this, the luthier rubbed his fists and sat down next to Jiang Xiyuan.

Under the stage, Yin Yueyue and Kerry looked at each other in surprise.

"."what's going on?
Challenge again, become 2 vs 2, normal painting style, why does it have a smell of gunpowder.

Everyone is looking forward to it, and the four are ready.

It was quiet.

Jiang Xiyuan raised her finger and rested it on the keys of the piano. As soon as the tone came out, she entered into a direct confrontation.

The luthier listened for a moment, grasped the center of gravity, and used both hands to cut in smoothly.

Although the two cooperated initially, they cooperated smoothly.

But it didn't take long for the girl in the red dress to identify the connection point of the music, and directly connected in. The tone was thick, vigorous, and aggressive.

The extremely strong hostility penetrated through the fingertips, shuttled smoothly on the keys, pinned down the opponent, and forced him into a dead corner little by little.

Ye Shenghao lowered his eyes slightly, his lips curled up in an indifferent arc, and intervened to slow down the music.

Jiang Xiyuan understood in her heart that he wanted to give her extra space to tidy up.

But the girl in the red dress didn't understand at all, and aimed at Jiang Xiyuan's gap, and attacked fiercely.

Facing the pressure everywhere, Jiang Xiyuan could still hold her breath, but the luthier was already flustered.

Others don't know that the charm of music is like this. When you are intoxicated in it, you will not be bound by any impurities, just think about how to crack it and make music your own.

Therefore, to the audience, it was an audio-visual feast.

On the stage, it was fast-forward and fierce battles.

During the attack of the girl in red, the luthier obviously couldn't stand it. He panicked, his mentality was slightly tense, and he wanted to resist, so he didn't care about his partner sitting next to him. He raised his hand and slammed his elbow into Jiang Xiyuan's arm past.

It was the sprained place before, and it hadn't fully healed yet. Jiang Xiyuan's fingertips trembled immediately after the impact, she took a dark breath, and her palms also went numb.

At that moment, Ye Shenghao's brows darkened, his eyes were cold.

Regardless of whether it was during the match, it was interrupted directly, stood up, and walked to her side.

"Does it matter?" With deep eyes, she bent down lightly, and raised her arm involuntarily.

In the field of vision, the place that was already getting better turned red, and under the light, it was extremely dazzling.

"." As soon as the situation on the stage came out, the audience panicked.

Yin Yueyue and Kerry rushed over and asked, "Miss Jiang, is there anything wrong?"

Jiang Xiyuan gritted her teeth secretly and shook her head lightly.

The black pupils were tough, but the eyelashes trembled slightly, and the painful and stubborn appearance made Ye Shenghao's heart sink so hard that he couldn't speak for a while.

"I'm sorry, I was too panicked and couldn't control it." The luthier was startled when he saw the red and purple, and blamed himself, "I didn't expect such an accident to happen, sorry."

The luthier's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he swallowed his saliva secretly. Because he was too focused just now, he exhausted his strength in that impact. Now the other party's arm is red and swollen, and he secretly complained in his heart.

What's more, the man who ran over had a cold face and an extraordinary bearing. He could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person. If there was anything, he might not be in trouble for it.

Thinking about it, his body trembled.

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose." Jiang Xiyuan saw his worry and said in relief.

"It's a little serious, don't mind." Seeing this, the girl in the red dress stood up, her face was slightly cold, her chin was raised slightly, and she had a haughty demeanor.

"I'll take you back to your room first." Ye Shenghao said softly, leaning on his lower body.

Breathing close, feeling the coldness on his body, Jiang Xiyuan took a deep breath.

"The last part is that you give up voluntarily, and you can't rely on me. Therefore, 200 gravitational upwards, it can't be worse." Jiang Xiyuan raised her eyes slightly, stared at him, and said.

Although something happened, the bet is still there.

After reacting, Ye Shenghao's dull complexion changed slightly, and he was a little dumbfounded.

It was obviously very painful, but he still had such a serious and serious attitude, his eyes deepened, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.

"Okay." Ye Shenghao didn't refute, letting her go.

"." Kerry and Yin Yueyue were taken aback, really?

"I'll leave first, please, remember to count." Jiang Xiyuan turned to Kerry, reminded with a smile.

"Huh? Huh!" Kerry looked dazed, but faced the pair of black pupils, and nodded in a daze.

As soon as Jiang Xiyuan left, Yin Yueyue hurriedly followed.

Kerry came back to his senses, "President, are you really going to do it?"

200, is it too much?
"Do you think I should be lazy?" Ye Shenghao curled his lips and asked back with a relaxed expression.

"." Kerry was speechless for a moment.

Everyone in the industry knows that Ye Shenghao must do what he says, but Kerry thinks that this is just a game. Although Ms. Jiang may not mean it, Mr. Ye doesn't have to take it too seriously.

But he didn't expect Ye Shenghao to ask back like this, but it made Kerry feel like he said the wrong thing.

"The body is very tense. After exercising, take a shower and sleep better." Ye Shenghao gave a very convincing reason.

Turning around, the slender body walked away, attracting countless eyes.

"Hey, I think you're right." Ma De seemed to see through something, approached Kerry, his eyebrows trembled, as if he was watching the excitement.

"No, Mr. Ma De, perhaps, this is Zhou Yu playing Huang Gai." Kerry sighed secretly as he stared at Ye Shenghao who was near the fitness equipment in the swimming pool.

"You said, who wants to hit whom? What does that mean?" Ma De had a question mark on his face, not understanding at all.

"One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer." Kerry pursed his lips and followed Ye Shenghao.

Leaving Ma De alone in place, he thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the connotation of this sentence.

In the end, the black face wrinkled into a ball, collapsed to the point where he put his hands on his forehead, "Oh, it's too profound!"