Slightly sweet when I first heard it

The cake skirt scolded Wen Qingyin and muttered, "There are men who want this kind of woman, and they are definitely looking for her money."

Cao Ming was surprised that he really had a husband.

It's just so illogical.

Because Wen Qingyin is a woman, Cao Ming thought that she would show mercy to him.But when he heard that Wen Qingyin had a husband, Cao Ming worried that this man would misunderstand him for seducing her wife.

He misunderstood that Wen Qingyin's husband was also a wealthy man, someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

He anxiously asked: "Where is Mrs. Xiaowen Dong?"

Cake skirt didn't know what he was thinking, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why do you care about that old woman?"

Cao Ming's face darkened, thinking of her father's identity, he could only speak kind words patiently.

The cake skirt was coaxed by him, and he pointed to the crowd, "Here, it's over there."

Cao Ming looked in her direction, but there was no one there.

Wen Qingyin is always busy in this kind of place.She just held hands with Yan Jinghuai, and without saying a few words, someone came to talk to her about work.

Wen Qingyin looked at Yan Jinghuai apologetically, Yan Jinghuai had consciously retreated and blended into the crowd.

He sign language to her: work is more important.

Among the crowd, this is his and her unique secret.

Wen Qingyin felt very romantic.

She also gestured to Yan Jinghuai: You are so kind.

Yan Jinghuai is dissatisfied, why did you send me a good person card.

As soon as Wang Defu came in, he saw the handsome guy giggling, and looked in his direction, "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Jinghuai raised the corner of his mouth, "No."

Wang Defu also saw Wen Qingyin.He rolled his eyes, and now he is full of affection, it's not the time to scold me for flirting.

He said: "Let's go, introduce a friend to you."

After about half an hour, the lights gradually dimmed.Yan Jinghuai asked, "What happened?"

Wang Defu said: "It's okay, it's time to dance. Mr. Wen likes to do these foreign things. It's so boring. Would you like to dance? I'm going to find a place to rest."

Of course Yan Jinghuai didn't want to jump.He doesn't like sports in the first place, and he finds it hard to even breathe.

He was going to meet Xiao Wendong.

It's not good that the place is big, Yan Jinghuai wandered all over the hall, but he didn't find anyone.In the end, it was the positioning of the mobile phone, and the two met.

Wen Qingyin was no longer in the banquet hall.

She was in the corridor outside the banquet hall, this place was very remote, Yan Jinghuai was taken in by her.

She had taken off her high heels, and her bare feet were on the ground.

Yan Jinghuai took off his coat and put it on her body.He asked, "Isn't it cold?"

Wen Qingyin said, "It's okay."

The moonlight came in through the window, making her feel cold and lonely.

She doesn't seem to be cold.

Yan Jinghuai said, "You can step on my shoes."

Wen Qingyin was puzzled: "What?"

Yan Jinghuai said: "Your feet, you can step on my shoes."

Wen Qingyin lowered his head and stepped on it curiously.

He wore a pair of black leather shoes tonight, Wen Qingyin stepped on them with bare feet, it was a bit cold.

Her toes curled up unconsciously.

Yan Jinghuai suddenly felt itchy.

He loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt.

He hugged Wen Qingyin's waist and asked, "Why did you come out?"

He put his lips against her ear, Wen Qingyin suspected that he just kissed her.

But that kiss was too light and too fast, as if it just accidentally passed her ear.

So sexy.She is a little shy.

She tugged on his skirt, unconsciously rubbing her head against his chest.

Yan Jinghuai laughed softly.

He hugged her waist tightly, and touched her back dishonestly, "I asked you something, why didn't you answer it. Hmm?"

There was no gap between her waist and his belly.

Smell voiceless and smell the familiar smell of mint tobacco.

She looked up at Yan Jinghuai, her eyes were wet and soft again.

"Because it's boring," she said.

Yan Jinghuai asked, "Want to play with me?"

In fact, I want to stay by myself.But looking into Yan Jinghuai's eyes, for some reason, the words on his lips became: "I thought about it."

Yan Jinghuai kissed her on the lips, "It's so cute."

The dance in the ballroom had begun, and the music had crept through a crack in the door and reached them.

Yan Jinghuai smiled badly, "Dancing?"

After finishing speaking, before Wen Qingyin could reply, he led her to jump up.

Wen Qingyin exclaimed and almost fell off his toes, but Yan Jinghuai hugged her waist tightly.

The two of them danced slowly in the deserted corridor.

"It was my father who taught me how to dance." Yan Jinghuai said, "He always said that he was the one who caught up with my mother because he was a good dancer. So since I was a child, he taught me how to dance."

"I thought he was lying to me, but I didn't expect it to be true. Dancing can really catch up with your wife."

Wen Qingyin smiled softly in his arms:
"When I was young, my dad also said that he would teach me to dance. But I was not physically coordinated at that time, and he became impatient after teaching him a few times."

"Later, I couldn't hear, but dancing is a necessary social skill, and I had to learn it."

"The learning process is very boring and boring, no different from memorizing English words. The teacher often tells me that dancing is a happy thing, but I never feel the joy in it."

"However, tonight I finally believe that dancing is a joy."

The two went back after playing for a while.When passing by the main hall, Yan Jinghuai stopped: "I didn't notice just now—"

He pointed to the piano in the center surrounded by red velvet cords: "Is this Bösendorfer?"

He walked over quickly, walked around the piano, and exclaimed, "My God, it's really Bösendorfer."

He asked Wen Qingyin in a low voice: "Is it your piano, can I play it?"

"Of course." Wen Qingyin doesn't know who this piano belongs to, but in her simple values, everything in the hotel belongs to her.

She tore off the isolation tape and made a 'please' gesture.

Yan Jinghuai sat on the piano bench, very excited: "It's a great honor for me to play Bösendorfer."

Wen Qingyin corrected, "You are a talented musician, and the instrument played by you is lucky."

Yan Jinghuai suddenly discovered that Wen Qingyin had always believed that she was a genius.

It's a really good feeling to be eccentric.

He moved his fingers, "The first song is for my dear princess. Your majesty, what do you want to hear."

Wen Qingyin thought for a while, "Kangding love song."

Yan Jinghuai choked, and emphasized: "This is Bösendorfer, the 'Piano Emperor'."

Wen Qingyin was puzzled, "Can't the piano play 'Kangding Love Song'?"

Forget it, the children brought up by grandpa know that Kangding love songs are already very fashionable.

The most expensive piano in the world is expensive for good reason.First-class sound quality, combined with Yan Jinghuai's excellent skills, finally

When a note fell, Wen Qingyin clapped his claws excitedly: "Bravo!"

Like a musician, Yan Jinghuai got up and bowed to her.

The two were having fun, and a female voice came: "I thought you were amazing, but you got mixed up with a busker."

It's a cake skirt.

Although she is still young, she has learned a mean accent from someone.He raised his head arrogantly and threw it to Yan Jinghuai

A few hundred yuan, "Since it's for sale, don't care who you sell it to."

"Here's another one. Play it better, and here's a tip for you."

Wen Qingyin's face turned cold, and he wanted to scold her bloody, when a honest male voice came from beside him, "What are you messing around with again?"

The three of them saw that it was Wen Yuming and a group of middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes who came out.

Wen Qingyin was usually the one who dealt with this group of people. It was Wen Yuming's first time taking on this important task, and he was not very used to it.Although he looked the same as usual, the small details on the corners of his eyes and brows still revealed his guilty conscience.

Several people had a good relationship with Wen Qingyin and came over to say hello.Taking advantage of no one's attention, the middle-aged man scolded the cake skirt in a low voice, "You are so naughty!"

Cake Skirt's voice was quite loud, "I'm not being naughty, I just watched this little star play the piano to please Miss Wen, and let him play another song."

After finishing speaking, he asked Wen Qingyin affectionately: "Sister Qingyin, do you think so?"

She thought that someone as prestigious as Wen Qingyin would not admit in public that she had a relationship with a small artist.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qingyin did not play cards as usual.She took Yan Jinghuai's arm and introduced to everyone, "This is my husband, Mr. Yan Jinghuai."

After finishing speaking, ignoring the uproar of the crowd, she said to the cake skirt: "I'm not your sister. Let's not talk about college. Do you have a high school diploma? Our family motto is that people who don't study hard look ugly .”

"Please be pretty."

Cake Qunzhan is young and has a respectable family, and has done many things that embarrass others.It was the first time she met Wen Qingyin such a stubborn stubble, and she blushed with anger, but she couldn't think of a rebuttal, so she could only stomp her feet and ask her father for help.

A warm smile suddenly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, and he greeted Wen Yuming, "Mr. Wen, the precious piano you just mentioned is this one."

Wen Yuming was a sincere person, nodded and said: "That's it. It was handmade by a famous master piano maker, and it was once played by Robert Wells."

The middle-aged man looked happy, and asked Wen Qingyin: "Since the experience of this piano is so miraculous, I wonder if we have the honor to let Mr. Xiao Wendong play a piece tonight."

He wasn't there to support his daughter.He deliberately asked Yan Jinghuai to entertain them.

Wen Qingyin's 'Pink Gray Yellow' APP and Cake Skirt's business are competing products.

Originally, the Cake Skirt family was the only one in business, but it was forced to take away a lot of market share by 'Pink Gray Yellow'.

Cake skirt's father wanted to take this opportunity to teach Wen Qingyin a lesson.

Wen Qingyin didn't know what he was thinking, so he wanted to refuse, Wen Yuming clapped his hands, "That's a good idea."

I don't know if he didn't understand, or if he wanted to get along with Cake Skirt's father, so he pretended to be stupid.He urged Yan Jinghuai: "Xiao Yan, please play a song for us all."

Wen Qingyin's face became even more stinky.Before Yan Jinghuai could speak, she asked, "Dad, aren't you—"

She wanted to tell Wen Yuming that you can also play the piano, so if you want to hear it, you can play it yourself.Yan Jinghuai held her hand at this moment.He whispered, "Aren't they your business partners? It's not easy to offend."