Dr. Ex Husband Wants To Remarry Me

Cheng Beihuai's eyes gradually changed from sharp to gentle, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually deepened. A light but sonorous word came out of his lips and directly hit the young man's head.

The teenager did not expect that Cheng Beihuai would promise to be so decisive. In the past, Cheng Beihuai did not participate very much. In fact, he is similar to Qiao Shiwei, very low-key, and rarely participates in such large-scale activities, unless it is necessary to go to activities that cannot be pushed away .

Unlike Huo Yin, who is basically an event related to music, no matter the size of the event, he is frivolous and irreverent. In the eyes of his group of small fans, he is a noble and proud young man. Brother, female fans can occupy half of the singing world, but there are also black fans.

The point that Huo Yin is frivolous is also here. Few people in the entertainment industry or in the singing industry will face up to those fans, but Huo Yin does often do such things, quarreling with those black fans on Weibo. It's accustomed to it, but in the eyes of his fans it looks very rigid.

In addition, others are very enchanting and have sucked a lot of Yanfen.

Of course, Cheng Beihuai has a lot of face fans, but he only has a studio Weibo and no personal Weibo. He never talks about these right and wrong on Weibo. Everyone’s impression of him is that he is a gentleman, a gentleman, and a gentle gentleman. jade.

Especially when he filmed an ancient style mv in his early years, he is handsome in white clothes, holding a spirit sword, and looks grandiose. He looks like a star and is gentle and elegant. All the girls are immersed in his ancient style. There are many others. Strongly request him to make a costume TV series.

"Brother Cheng, are you really going?" the boy asked again, uncertainly.

"natural."

"Ah! Why? I thought you would refuse as before!" The young man was puzzled. After all, Tianmo Music Festival was held every year and invited to Beihuai every year, but Cheng Beihuai refused every time. of.

Cheng Beihuai smiled softly, but didn't say much. He just glanced at the familiar three words deeply, and then returned the mailbox: "Don't worry about the "Mean Xin" thing, since Huo Yin can make the song blatant. If it is released, it means that he is fully prepared. Although we have the manuscript, if we rashly clarify it, it will cause an uproar on the Internet."

In fact, he didn't take this song very seriously. It didn't take much effort to compose this song. It was made casually. Now it was published by Huo Yin. He was quite surprised, but it made him deeply unhappy. Yes, Huo Yin's attitude towards music, even if he usually provokes him, now it is ridiculous to use such despicable means to defeat him.

"Yes, I understand." Hearing what he said, the young man felt that there was some truth, so he nodded: "Then I will go ahead."

"Ok."

***

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Beihuai checked the time and got up to leave the studio. The young Ning Zheng happened to push the door and walk in. Seeing him coming out, he asked curiously: "Brother Cheng, are you going out?"

"Well, Xinghe is almost the end of get out of class." Cheng Beihuai returned with a faint smile.

"Oh, I was going to pick up the little princess!"

"how can I help you?"

"That's right, Miss Tong's assistant just called and said to invite you to dinner in the evening and ask if you have time?"

"Zhiyan?"

"Exactly."

"Just ask her what's going on, the meal will be avoided, and talk to me after you ask." Cheng Beihuai hesitated for a while, and didn't plan to go to the appointment. After speaking indifferently, he passed Ning Zheng's side. Leaving the studio.

Driving all the way to Shiqinfang, several teachers downstairs nodded to him one after another, Cheng Beihuai also responded with a gentle smile, so that the young ones became idiots.

Cheng Beihuai came to the second floor. In the classroom where Xinghe often took classes, he could see the situation inside from the semi-hidden window from his height. Today is the day when Qiao Shiwei is in class, so there are more students.

Although the bishop of Shiqinfang teaches the violin, other instruments are also taught, such as zither, piano, cello, guitar, drums, and even Pipa, Xiao and the flute, which are relatively unpopular instruments in modern times, also have bishop teachers. Therefore, the area of ​​Shiqin Fang is considered to be the largest foreign teaching place in the entire city of t. There are more than a dozen large and small classrooms and dozens of teachers. However, among the children who come to learn, the violin is the most, and the other is the piano. Two popular musical instruments, Guzheng and Guzheng.

The Qiao family in T City is a family of music. From the generation of Qiao Shiwei's great-grandfather, he has played musical instruments. Although Qiao Shiwei majored in violin, his knowledge on other instruments is not bad. There are more than a dozen large and small instruments in total. It’s the kind that she can play especially, but there is only one thing she can’t learn, and that is the guitar. He touched the instrument once when he was a child, but after all, he felt that it was not suitable for her elegant and dignified lady, plus Shang Qiao's mother was unwilling to let their two sisters slam the instrument.

Shiqinfang is also getting more and more famous because of Qiao Shiwei and Qiao Yuwei, but every child who comes in can apply what they have learned, and there are also many young children who have studied at Shiqinfang. More and more children come here to attend major music academies.

Looking at Qiao Shiwei, who was teaching meticulously, the arc on Cheng Beihuaiyang's face became a little deeper.

After waiting outside for about ten minutes, Qiao Shiwei’s class was over. The secondary class teacher took over to regulate the children. Qiao Shiwei walked out of the classroom, and at the moment he closed the door, he raised his eyes and bumped into his gentle Among the black pupils, the hand holding the door paused slightly, and the red lips squirmed slightly. After returning to his senses, he walked over and asked: "Why did you come here so early today?"

Normally when Xinghe is in full-time class, the normal time for get out of class ending is 5:10. He comes to pick up the last few, at least after 6:30. I will come before five o'clock today. There is indeed enough. It surprised her.

"Today is more leisurely, so I came earlier, always let Xinghe go the last one, for fear of her sadness." Cheng Beihuai's tone was very soft, as if every word was gently jumping on the feathers floating in the air. .

Qiao Shi raised her wrist slightly and opened her sleeves to check the time on her watch: "There are still forty minutes before school is over. If you don't mind, go to my office and sit down."

"do not mind."

Qiao Shiwei retracted his gaze and passed him with the violin in his hand: "Come with me!"

Compared with his tone, her tone was much colder, and there was no ups and downs in the words, let alone any emotions, which made people hear a little strange.

Cheng Beihuai still maintained a gentle smile, calm and calm, and did not express any dissatisfaction with her indifferent tone. When she walked four or five steps away from herself, she turned around and followed.

When she arrived at her office, she opened the door and walked in. A light scent of jasmine came on her face. Cheng Beihuai is no stranger to this scent. She also knows that she loves jasmine. Even the special perfume is jasmine. In this office It's not uncommon to have jasmine fragrance.

Qiao Shiwei collected the violin in his hand and walked to a white high table. The high table was divided into two, pull-out styles. There were coffee machines and coffee beans on it. There were several iron pots with tea names written on them. Two sets of tea sets are placed neatly, a wine rack containing four bottles of red wine is placed underneath, and six crystal clear goblets hang upside down next to it.

Cheng Beihuai took a seat on the sofa and looked at Qiao Shiwei who was making coffee. After waiting for more than two minutes, Qiao Shiwei came over with two cups of coffee. The coffee cup was still steaming. Cheng Beihuai was afraid that she would be burned. When she was a few steps away from the sofa, she got up and took the coffee in her left hand, and gently exhorted: "Be careful not to get burned."

The feet in black short boots paused slightly, glanced at him, red lips lightly opened: "Blue Mountain."

Hearing this, Cheng Beihuai glanced at the coffee in his hand, smiled elegantly, but didn't say much, but he knew that Blue Mountain coffee was his favorite coffee variety and the one he was most used to drinking.

When the two of them were together before, he often drank coffee that she made by herself. In addition to her love of violin, she did a lot of research on coffee and tea, so the coffee and tea she made would be delicious. .

Cheng Beihuai sniffed the mellow coffee, raised his brows lightly, and pursed his mouth again, still the familiar taste.

Speaking of it, this is the first time he has drunk the Blue Mountain she soaked in her own hands in the six years since they broke up. This feeling is beyond words, and he is not good at expressing it.

When the two of them were tasting coffee, the whole office was extremely quiet. It was quite a long time before Cheng Beihuai put down the cup in his hand, looked at her and asked, "How is Xinghe behaving today?"

"Very positive. Compared to the violin, Xinghe's guzheng talent is also very strong. Today I saw Teacher Yue did a small test in the guzheng class. She easily took the first place, although the guzheng class only had ten. Two children, but she is the youngest child in the class." Qiao Shiwei also put down the coffee cup and answered his question truthfully.

"Interest is the best teacher, as long as she likes to be happy." Cheng Beihuai smiled, his black pupils seemed to be flowing like a winding and clear stream, soft and affectionate.

In fact, he didn't want Xinghe to come here for class at first. What he feared was that he would encounter Qiao Shiwei, which would make her feel unnatural or embarrassed. Therefore, in the past six years, he has never appeared in front of her, even in the past six years. When I learned that she was engaged, I never went to bless her.

Naturally, most of the words of blessing are difficult for him to speak, and cruelty to himself is truly cruel.

Had it not been for Xinghe that he wanted to learn the violin and guzheng, and the best foreign teacher class in the entire city of t was Shiqinfang, he had sent her here, but when that decision was made, the two of them had already been six years apart. Reunited several times.

"I saw today the list of the event sites you are going to participate in the Tianmo Music Festival." After a long while, Cheng Beihuai broke the silence again.

"Well, there is such a thing." Qiao Shiwei was not surprised when he mentioned this, because with his reputation in the music industry, the person in charge of the Tianmo Music Festival couldn't help but invite him.

After the brief conversation between the two was over, the room fell into silence again. Qiao Shi slightly sipped the coffee in her hand, and did not intend to speak more. Cheng Beihuai himself was a gentle temper and he wanted to say something afterwards. After he said, he didn't say anything anymore.

When class was over, there was a lively activity outside the office. There were many children’s laughter and the voices of parents. After a while, Cheng Beihuai slowly got up and said, “I’m going to pick up Xinghe first, coffee...Thank you. ."

Qiao Shi nodded slightly without saying much.

Just two steps out of Cheng Beihuai, the door was pushed open, and a teacher poked his head in: "Mr. Qiao, your fiance is here..."

Hearing, Qiao Shi suddenly raised her head to look at the door, and glanced at Beihuai during the sweeping process without any traces in her eyes, but did not sit and stop much, got up and walked over and asked: "Fu Jinheng is here? Where is it?"

"Out there!"

Qiao Shi looked at her brows slightly, opened the door and walked out, around a corner, and saw Fu Jin Heng squatting on the ground teasing Xinghe. Seeing this picture, Qiao Shiwei was also slightly taken aback.

When Cheng Beihuai followed this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unclear, and he whispered, "Xinghe."

"Dad." When Xinghe heard this, with a big smile on his face, he ran away into Cheng Beihuai's arms.

Fu Jinheng stood up slowly, looked at them sideways, and landed on Qiao Shiwei's incomprehensible pretty face again, raised his eyebrows, smiled and raised his hand to signal: "Hi!"

"Why are you here? You don't have to make a call in advance." Qiao Shiwei looked at him suspiciously, saw him walking towards him, and asked.

"I know you have class today, but I don't know when the get out of class will end, so I didn't tell you, I came to you directly." Fu Jinheng laughed, as if the afterglow of the setting sun had become brighter.

Cheng Beihuai took Xinghe's hand and nodded with Fu Jinheng. Fu Jinheng also responded with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet the composer Cheng Da here. I had a goodbye in the mall last time, and it was a few months. Fortunately."

"Fu Jian is polite." Cheng Beihuai replied gracefully, glanced at the **** the side, and asked curiously: "I think Fu Jian is very familiar with Xinghe..."

"Oh! The last time Shishi took her to eat with me, this little princess is very cute and very good at chatting."

"So that's the case." Cheng Beihuai nodded clearly, glanced at Qiao Shiwei, and then silently retracted.

"Shishi and I are going to have dinner, should the composer Cheng Da come together?" Fu Jinheng raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his coat pockets, looking very unruly.

"No, I won't bother you two." Cheng Beihuai's tone was calm and light, and the expression on his face didn't have any discomfort or complexity. It was just that there were layers of whirlpool-like black holes under his smiling eyes, which were terribly deep. But it didn't show it.

"Nothing to bother or bother, I really like the little princess Xinghe, and I also asked the composer Cheng Da to give me a face, so that I have the honor to have a meal with this little princess, little princess, what do you think!"

"Yes!" Xinghe nodded with a smile, raised his cute face and looked at Cheng Beihuai: "Dad, I want to have dinner with Aunt Shishi and Uncle Fu."

Cheng Beihuai tightened his lips rarely, and his eyes couldn't help but fell on Qiao Shiwei, who had not spoken.

Receiving his gaze, Qiao Shi was stunned, and turned away, but Fu Jinheng who was on the side saw the clues. Cheng Beihuai was obviously asking Qiao Shiwei's opinions, for fear that she would be unwilling or unhappy.

He pushed the boat down by her arm and asked with an unruly smile: "You don't mind?"

Qiao Shi raised her eyes slightly to look at the deep meaning of his eyes, eyebrows tightly stared, knowing what kind of wishful thinking he was playing in his heart, she glared at him without a trace, and pulled her lips indifferently: "Don't mind."

Fu Jinheng pretended not to understand her warning eyes, smiled and nodded: "If that's the case, let's go! I just booked the restaurant, Mr. Cheng, please!"

"Then it's better to be respectful than fate."

"Don't play this literary accent with me, I'm not as knowledgeable as you." Fu Jinheng listened to his eloquent words, smiled and joked, and walked outside.

Cheng Beihuai led Xinghe to keep up, but Qiao Shi didn't move slightly and said, "I didn't take anything, you go first."

"Okay, we are waiting for you below." Fu Jinheng made an ok gesture, and went downstairs with Cheng Beihuai and Xinghe first.

The three of them waited downstairs for about four or five minutes. Just as Fu Jin Heng wanted to complain, Qiao Shiwei took the bag down, and the light phoenix eyes glanced over the two of them, and he heard Fu Jin Hengqing. He smiled and said: "Why is it so slow? Get in the car! You don't need to drive, just a few of us drive so many cars, trouble."

Qiao Shiwei walked over, but didn’t say anything. Fu Jinheng’s joking voice sounded in his ear again: "Mr. Cheng, you should be familiar with the address I just mentioned. You brought Xinghe, and I was together with Shishi. Meet at the restaurant?"

"Okay." Cheng Beihuai responded lightly, calmly on his face, and took Xinghe into his car.

After Qiao Shiwei got into his car, she frowned and asked, "What the **** are you doing?"

"You are wronging me, just simply have a meal together!" Fu Jinheng started the car and began to explain: "I really like the little girl Xinghe, and want to have a meal with her, but Cheng Beihuai Now, I can’t rob his daughter in front of him! Then he won’t take a knife and hack me to death! So, I can’t lose meat anyway for a meal together. Besides, you and him are old acquaintances. is not it?"

His reason sounds high-sounding, but Qiao Shiwei understands him deeply. He deeply felt that the purpose of the squad was not pure, and raised his brows: "Then what are you looking for today? It's not just about eating, right? "

"Second Miss Qiao is really clever, I can't hide anything from you."

"Stop giving me these unnecessary flattery, just talk about business."

"The marriage contract."

"This matter! Have you thought about a good day?"

"Ok."

"When?"

"next week."

"Okay, the performance that should cooperate will cooperate."