Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Mr. Jiang is him, and he is Mr. Jiang.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Song Qingzhu said with a smile, and took a seat opposite him.

He froze in place the first time he looked at her.

It feels so familiar, they must have seen it somewhere, otherwise the sense of familiarity would not be so strong.

"Hi, I'm Jiang Shuyan." He introduced himself.A pair of eyes never moved from her face for a second.

Song Qingzhu sat down quickly, the name Jiang Shuyan was like thunder!
The most prestigious pianist in China has toured the world, and as long as it is his performance, it is hard to get a ticket.He retired at the peak of his artistic career, and then came back, but this can't stop his brilliance. After his comeback, he hardly smiled. His melancholy temperament has become his unique symbol, and many fans are crazy about it.

"My God, you are really Jiang Shuyan. I never dreamed that I would meet you in this life. This is not a dream, my God!" Song Qingzhu is also his fan, and he has been a fan for many years. Went to one of his concert tours, just had an accident and didn't make it.

"It's me, don't I look like the one on the poster?" Jiang Shuyan said, besides having a familiar feeling, the girl in front of him is also straightforward and cute, which he likes very much.

"It's pretty similar, I just can't believe it, you are more handsome than the one on the poster." Song Qingzhu said with a smile, the heavens can see that she is not flattering, Jiang Shuyan's age can have such good looks, it is also in the entertainment circle There are only a handful of them, not to mention his special temperament and outstanding talent, even a woman would fall for him.

"Thank you." Jiang Shuyan's lips curled up in a beautiful arc.

"What do you want to drink?" Jiang Shuyan asked with a mellow and pleasant voice.

"Coffee will be fine." Song Qingzhu replied, he hadn't come out of the ecstasy just now.

Jiang Shuyan raised his hand to summon the waiter, and said, "A glass of Blue Mountain, no milk, thank you."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment." The waiter said politely.

"How do you know that I drink blue mountain and don't add milk?" Song Qingzhu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, my God, can a man who is good-looking and talented can read minds?

"I don't know, so I just said it, do you also like Lanshan and don't add milk?" Jiang Shuyan's brows were full of surprise, this girl brought him too many surprises.

From 25 years ago to the present, he has slowly accepted being abandoned by life, but from the moment he heard this girl singing on TV, a ray of light shone into his life unsuspectingly.

"It's such a coincidence. Many people think that drinking it like this is too bitter, but I think it can bring out the purest aroma of coffee. I didn't expect to meet someone of the same kind today. This is such a coincidence." Song Qingzhu's face was full of excitement. Can't help it, she is now a little girl who has seen her idol.What's even more exaggerated is that they have the same interests as their idols. Don't life be so pleasantly surprised?

"Then how about we have a drink?" Jiang Shuyan picked up the coffee cup and said with a smile.

"Okay, cheers," Song Qingzhu also picked up the coffee cup.

The two touched each other formally, then laughed.

"It's really interesting. If everyone uses coffee instead of alcohol, the police won't have to investigate drunk driving." Song Qingzhu joked.

"The price of coffee is about to increase. You will see news that a certain place will hold a coffee drinking competition to see who can drink up a large bucket of coffee in the shortest time." Jiang Shuyan said humorously.

"That's too bad." Song Qingzhu smiled, chatting with him was really pleasant, I thought that the life of a master with such artistic attainments would be restrained and strict, but I didn't expect it to be so funny.

"The last time I asked you to meet was canceled due to some unforeseen circumstances. I have been worried about it all the time. Please don't mind." Jiang Shuyan said.

"No, no, I know that a master like you is very busy, and I don't mind at all." Song Qingzhu said with a smile.

"Actually, I want to see you because of that song, the song you sang on stage, can you tell me where I heard it from?" Jiang Shuyan's indifferent face showed anticipation.

Song Qingzhu took out the notebook from his bag, which was carefully wrapped in a handkerchief.

She opened her handkerchief and pushed the notebook towards Jiang Shuyan.

"I saw the song from this notebook, Master Jiang, this notebook should be yours, right?" Song Qingzhu asked.

"Just call me Uncle Jiang." Jiang Shuyan corrected her address to herself.

"Oh, Uncle Jiang," Song Qingzhu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Calling him a master just now felt like a Mr. Feng Shui inexplicably.

Jiang Shuyan reached out to pick up the notebook, water vapor appeared in his eyes, and his hands were trembling. He opened the notebook and carefully flipped through the pages, feeling like he had found a long-lost treasure.

"Uncle Jiang, Uncle Jiang?" Seeing him immersed in it, Song Qingzhu called twice worriedly.

"Hey." Jiang Shuyan's distracted thoughts were pulled back, he looked up into her eyes and asked urgently, "Where did you get this book, and who gave it to you?"

He longed that maybe one day she would suddenly appear and tell him that it was all a dream, that she was back and would never leave again.

"Aunt Yan gave it to me." Song Qingzhu replied.

"Aunt Yan?" Jiang Shuyan asked in surprise, "Where is Aunt Yan?"

"What's the matter, is there any problem with Aunt Yan?" Song Qingzhu was completely confused now, she judged that Jiang Shuyan might know Aunt Yan, otherwise she wouldn't be so excited.I remember that when Aunt Yan gave this book to her, she said it belonged to an old friend. She never thought that she would know the famous piano master Jiang Shuyan.

"When our hospital sent people to the countryside to help, Aunt Yan was in her hometown. I went to her home to give her an infusion. I saw this notebook and a piano. Aunt Yan said it belonged to an old friend, but she never expected The old person she's talking about will be you." Song Qingzhu said.

"It's her, it's really her." Jiang Shuyan spoke more like telling himself.

"When you went to Aunt Yan's house, was there anyone else besides her?" Jiang Shuyan asked eagerly.

"There are others." Song Qingzhu was taken aback by his appearance, and stepped back cautiously.

"Who, tell me who's there!" Jiang Shuyan almost yelled, looking at her fixedly, not allowing her to lie.

"It's Aunt Yan's son. Their mother and son live together." Song Qingzhu replied truthfully.

"It's just the two of them? Is there no one else? Is there any aunt who is more beautiful and temperamental, or a child as old as you? Think about it again? Please." Jiang Shuyan pleaded, she is his The only hope, after 25 years of waiting, there is finally news.