Marriage Difficulty [Transmigration Book]

When he was able to sit peacefully in Huangfu Junyan's passenger seat, Han Jingchen felt that he became calmer, which probably had something to do with his recent flute practice. In short, his heart became calmer, not as ups and downs as before.

Of course, after being here for so long, I have been in touch with everything that should be in contact with, and I should understand and understand, otherwise it will be difficult for me to be peaceful.

He didn't expect to meet Huangfu Junyan who was supposed to enjoy the heating in the office today, so he was a little surprised, or could it be said that this was their fate?

There were many times when they clearly had no connection, but they were forced to be together. Even when neither of them had made an agreement, Han Jingchen was a person who believed in fate. The more this happened, the more he would think of Huangfu Junyan, But he is the hero in a book, hey.

While thinking, Han Jingchen was also looking at Huangfu Junyan who started the car: "You seem to have lost weight."

When Huangfu Junyan turned his head, Han Jingchen found that he had spoken out his intuitive thoughts. Huangfu Junyan looked at the driveway again, and the corner of his mouth curled up a little, being pleased again.

Perhaps, President Huangfu, you are too easy to be satisfied.

"Well, I've been busy recently, and it's the end of the year." Huangfu Junyan said.

Han Jingchen said: "Yes, I heard people say that the end of the year is the busiest time, with various summaries and reports."

Huangfu Junyan: "..."

is that so?He has always been only responsible for reading summaries and reports. As for the plan, he can write it himself, but it seems that it is not difficult.

It was afternoon now, Huangfu Junyan glanced at Han Jingchen's snow-soaked hair, and said, "Wipe your head yourself."

He didn't need to remind Han Jingchen that he was already wiping. He didn't want himself to catch a cold and get sick again. He would always be the one who was so unlucky. He took two pieces of paper from the paper box and wiped his wet hair.

Without a mirror to look at it, Han Jingchen didn't know that a hair on his forehead stood up. Huangfu Junyan saw it, and he stretched out his hand to press down the raised hair without thinking.

Han Jingchen: "..."

Huangfu Junyan: "..."

Han Jingchen looked at Huangfu Junyan: "Thank you."

Huangfu Junyan: "You're welcome."

In fact, Han Jingchen knew when Huangfu Junyan stretched out his hand just now. Every time he stayed by Huangfu Junyan's side, he could feel his heart pounding. Jun Yan made such an intimate gesture to him again, his ears started to burn, and he felt a little embarrassed, obviously just now he felt that he was very calm.

Both of them were silent for a while, and Han Jingchen, who was almost in a daze again, suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask: "Where are we going?"

Huangfu Junyan: "Go back to my house."

Han Jingchen: "Huh?"

Why do you want to go to his house? Would it be bad? It’s really not good. What is he doing at Huangfu Junyan’s house? You must know that every time he wakes up, he runs back to school directly. The house is really not familiar, but the way from the room to the door is quite familiar, remembering the way to escape, who made him have a good memory.

Huangfu Junyan said: "It's snowing now, and it's too late to go back to your school. Why don't you stay at my house tonight, and I'll take you back to school tomorrow morning."

Han Jingchen nodded: "Oh, okay, I'll go home tomorrow afternoon."

He has already made an agreement with the old housekeeper, so he must go back, otherwise the old housekeeper will not tell him about Young Master Han's gossip in the future, and he will live on listening to Young Master Han's gossip as a joke during the winter vacation.

Huangfu Junyan asked him: "Where is your home?"

Han Jingchen said, "Jiaqing City is pretty close."

Huangfu Junyan's heart was moved, or he would send Han Jingchen home, anyway, tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday, and the company's employees are all on vacation, there is no reason why he should not follow the vacation, and he can't find anyone who wants to swear.

However, Jiaqing City?Isn't that the headquarters of the Han Group? Suddenly thinking of Han Yicheng, Huangfu Junyan felt inexplicably aggrieved in his heart, and he felt even more aggrieved when he thought that he would take the initiative to greet Jing Chen every day.

In the end, Huangfu Junyan decided to only send Han Jingchen back to school.

Han Jingchen said politely, "Thank you, President Huangfu."

Huangfu Junyan: "..." At this moment, he particularly hated the word "President Huangfu". Who invented the word 'President'?

I didn't refuse to go to Huangfu Junyan's house. It's true that the weather is not very good now. The road to their school has to go through a section of the road, and the ground will be slippery when it snows. It seems that I can only go to Huangfu Junyan's house tonight. up.

Looking at the time on the car, it was only [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and it would be a long time before night, but the weather is not so good now, and the windshield wipers in front of the car were speeding up non-stop, Han Jingchen stared at the wipers in a daze .

So the two maintained such a magical tacit understanding until Huangfu Junyan's home.

The butler of Huangfu's family was told that Young Master Huangfu was going home at this time when he was in the house. The butler stood curiously at the door and looked around. He didn't go outside even when it was snowing, but asked people to get off at the place where Huangfu Junyan got off. Take an umbrella and wait.

So, when Han Jingchen was holding his musical instrument under the same umbrella as Huangfu Junyan, he felt that there were pink bubbles all around him. The big umbrella, what the hell, who bought it back? Doesn’t this color really make people feel like falling into a pink trap?

Since Han Chenya is holding a guitar in his hand, the person holding the umbrella is naturally Huangfu Junyan. He hopes that the road will be longer, but he has lived here for 30 years and has already known that it is impossible. The old butler asked someone to fill in the road longer?

"Master, why did you come back early today." The housekeeper asked, and then saw the young man who came back with his master, "This is not Mr. Jing."

Han Jingchen called out politely: "Mr. Butler, I'm here to disturb you again."

Han Jingchen respected the old man.

The housekeeper was a little surprised that the young master brought the same friend home three times in a row. This is really amazing. Could it be that his idea last time was actually very reliable and correct, but this is clearly a crooked path, and it is clearly a return path. How could the young master be so confused!

He didn't need to think about it anymore, he could already see that the young master had a different feeling for this young man, even he could see that the young master had this child in his eyes, and it filled him up.

Master, when will you go home? The young master is about to take a detour. The partner is still a boy who looks like he has just grown up. He looks good and has good manners, but he is a little thinner. Can get fat.

While the old butler was thinking and asking someone to make afternoon tea for the young master and Mr. Jing, Han Jingchen was sitting on the sofa in the hall and observing the paintings hanging on the wall. Holding a bronze sword, some years, it can't all be genuine.After thinking that the Huangfu Group is a big chaebol, there are some explanations for the authenticity. The surname Huangfu blatantly represents money. I have a lot of money. I am a local tyrant, and I am the local tyrant among the local tyrants!

People are more popular than people...

In other words, the Han family is also one of the four big chaebols, why didn't he see these things at home, wouldn't they all be put in the safe, or is it that the Han family is actually not as rich as the Huangfu family?It seems that it is, otherwise Young Master Han wouldn't stay in the branch office every day to make money, big brother work hard to make money to support younger brother, oh yeah!

Changed into home clothes and walked down the stairs, Han Jingchen's titanium alloy eyes were almost blinded. A male god is a male god. No matter what he wears, he is so handsome and handsome, especially his figure, which is even more than a model. What? I can look at his abs from time to time, I really want to see it, Han Jingchen's fingers are trembling with excitement at the thought of this.

Huangfu Junyan, who had already had milk tea, asked, "By the way, why were you standing on the street with a guitar just now?"

Han Jingchen put his trembling fingers behind his back and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, that, I didn't dare to sing out because of unpleasant things before, but now my agency has signed a contract and I also want to come up with my own album , on the suggestion of my agent, I plan to go to the street to practice my courage."

Singing in the wind on the street on a snowy day, what if you can't sing well, Jing Chen is so irresponsible to assign it to an agent, you must discuss Jing Chen's fame plan with that guy when you go back.

At this moment, Huangfu Junyan's heart was full of anger. The little bastard he didn't dare to hurt actually had someone humiliating him like this. Although he was Han Yicheng's little lover, he was also the one he liked before. You should show him some color. Just look at it, givehimcolorseesee!

Cough cough, actually I like it now, President.Also, Mr. Huangfu, when you are angry, don’t speak Chinese and English. It doesn’t match your high-end image. Hey, if Han Jingchen heard it, his expression would be blank for a long time. It turns out that the president also has a Chinese sense of humor of.

Although anger was smoldering in his heart, Huangfu Junyan still said: "Then will there be any effect after you go?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Han Jingchen's mouth and said: "Yes, I really sang it." Suddenly, Han Jingchen turned his head and asked, "President Huangfu, are you free this afternoon? If you don't mind, I will sing and play by myself." Sing, how do you judge it?"

You know, all the male lead CEOs in the romantic CEO novels have [-] kinds of martial arts, and there is nothing they can't think of, and there is nothing they can't do. Music must be a very easy thing for them.

Sure enough, Huangfu Junyan said: "Well, then let's go to the piano room."

Han Jingchen was excited. He was looking forward to the many musical instruments in the piano room, and it would be best to give him two or something.

But, but...

When he entered the so-called piano room, Han Jingchen found that the piano room was really a piano room. There was only a white piano covered with a cloth. People probably came in every day to sweep the dust. There was no dust floating around when laying out, but Han Jingchen was always disappointed. Fortunately, Huangfu Junyan didn't look back. If he turned back, he would definitely be more entangled and make up more content, and he would definitely feel that Han Jingchen didn't like his piano.

Is he going to sing to this piano?

"Are you here to play?" Han Jingchen asked expectantly.

Huangfu Junyan shook his head without thinking, and said, "I haven't played it for many years, come on."

Although this piano looks a bit old, it is well maintained. The coveted Han Jingchen quickly sat in front of the piano and said, "Then I will play and sing by myself."

Huangfu Junyan raised his hand: "Please." Then he leaned against the piano.

After trying the sound test, Han Jingchen found that the piano was really good, and the tuner tuned it very well.

Before they came in, the curtains of the piano room were opened by the careful maid, and the snow was constantly falling outside. Although there was a biting cold wind outside the window, the room was full of warmth. Han Jingchen, who had completely overcome the fear of singing Can let go of the voice to sing well, and can play singing skills.

Songs related to snow, Han Jingchen thought of Jay Chou's "Hair Like Snow", a popular song full of strong Chinese style, this song is a love song, of course it also contains many meanings, it is still about a fate love story.

In my dream, I will gently wade across the creek with the memory of my previous life, slowly walk through the bamboo forest, and then push open the door of the room with pine fragrance, smiling and kissing your face--my unforgettable face.

With Han Jingchen becoming more and more proficient at playing the piano, beautiful and melodious singing came from the piano room, and the maids passing by the piano room stopped in place and almost forgot that they were still working. When the singing stopped, they found that The usually serious housekeeper was behind them. Fortunately, the old housekeeper didn't punish them.

The song is over, let's go!

In the piano room, after Han Jingchen pressed the last white key, he raised his head slowly, and was fascinated by Huangfu Junyan's deep eyes, which contained something that Han Jingchen didn't want to think about. In order to ease the atmosphere of silence, Han Jingchen said : "You come to a song too, I want to hear you sing too."

Huangfu Junyan was deeply fascinated by Han Jingchen, so in order to make Yi Ren happy, he agreed without even thinking about it. He even thought about asking him who was the first to hear him sing this song after Han Jingchen finished singing. People have forgotten this question.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to hear the heroine in the legendary romance president play the piano and sing. Han Jingchen immediately changed positions with Huangfu Junyan, and Huangfu Junyan put his fingers on the black and white keys.

Han Jingchen asked, "What song do you want to sing?"

Huangfu Junyan frowned and thought for a while and said, "Song King Wei Chengsheng's "The Only One I Love You"."

Looking forward to it, Han Jingchen nodded: "Okay."

This song is very classic. He only heard it when he came here. He fell in love with it once he heard it, and he also practiced it himself.

The first note fell, and the prelude sounded. President Huangfu's piano is definitely a professional grade [-] plus plus.

Then, Huangfu Junyan spoke...

He actually sang...

he actually sang...

he sang...

No, singing and playing are totally different things, the more Han Jingchen listened to it, the more he felt something was wrong.

There was no problem with the lyrics, and there was no problem with the piano notes. He pinched the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb desperately before he dared to conclude something. It was a very shocking and heart-warming thing. , you are a liar!

out of tune……

Seriously out of tune...

President Huangfu sings out of tune...

It's still the kind of out-of-tune that doesn't match a single note...

The expression on his face was nothing but blank: "..."

Han Jingchen didn't dare to express, and couldn't, because Huangfu Junyan sang very happily.

Now, he can only use eight words to describe his mood at this moment: no one is perfect, no gold has bare feet.

The butler who was standing outside the door quietly closed the door, covered his face with one hand, and left silently.

Oh, master...