[Yinglan] The world of rich people can't understand

Xingmei held the phone and slowly moved away from the crowd. "I wouldn't guess where you are? Hmph." A small smile appeared on her face.

"If you don't guess, I'll hang up." The person on the other end of the phone let out a pleasant laugh.

"Don't—you are so arrogant, I was waiting for you to call me, but you still threatened me." Xingmei curled her lips, "Go back to France?"

"do not"

"in China?"

"do not"

"You're not coming to Japan, are you?"

"bingo!"

Xingmei rolled her eyes towards the sky: "You don't mean to say that you came here to see if I'm defeated by the life of living alone?"

"It's such a big grievance. Cai Nai specially asked me to do so. I don't dare to come to see you rashly."

"Hmph, then I have to tell you bad news, he has found me."

"No way, he is the Duke now. You haven't finished guessing yet, forget it—"

His voice suddenly became very clear: "Xiao Xingmei, long time no see!"

Xingmei was taken aback, she turned around: "Uncle Richard!" She exclaimed, her face full of joy.

The tall and thin man opened his hands, and Xingmei flew into his big embrace like a happy bird.

Charlie picked her up and turned around, shaking his head in disgust: "I didn't expect it to be heavy again."

Xingmei glared at him immediately: "Nonsense! You've obviously lost several catties."

Charlie raised his pointed chin, his thin face wrinkled slightly with a big smile, looking extremely capable and energetic.The corners of his slender eyes raised slightly: "Whoever asked someone to justly refuse my help deserves it."

"Please, my mother has been admonishing me so much that I don't owe you favors. Don't think that I am still a child who doesn't know anything. Uncle Charlie, I also know your little secret."

"Hmph, Xiao Xingmei has grown up, is she in love, huh?"

Xingmei gave him a sweet smile back: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't have any boyfriends, but I have a lot of friends. Come on—" She took Charlie's hand and strode forward, " Let me introduce you to—"

Before she got close, Huan had already rushed out: "This is Xingmei, this is-oh, my God!" He quickly straightened his clothes, and stretched out his hand respectfully: "Nice to meet you, Claire Sir, I am Xu Wanghuan."

"Suwanghuan?" Charlie patted the shoulder of the boy in front of him, "I've seen you before. You performed very well in the French Youth Piano Competition five years ago."

Xu Wanghuan was too excited to speak.

Xingmei said nonchalantly, "Compared to me?"

"You?" Charlie laughed softly, "Tell me how many times you have played the piano in the past six months. I can guess how much you have regressed without listening. Don't pout. I just arrived and haven't eaten yet. , you have more than one friend, right?"

"Of course there is more than one—" She pulled the ring away, "They are all my little friends."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her hand being held by Charlie.

"Uncle Charlie, what's wrong with you?" Xingmei turned her head and looked at him puzzled.

Just now, the middle-aged man was still smiling, but at this moment his whole face was tense, and his slender eyes opened, revealing a look that was as sharp as a blade.

"Uncle Charlie..." Xingmei tugged at him again.Unexpectedly, Charlie let go of her hand and strode forward.

He straightened his waist, and every step he took was like a thousand ounces.

"Long time no see, senior." He stopped in front of Mr. Nathan.

Xingmei could only see his broad back, and his voice was lukewarm, making Xingmei unable to guess.

But she could see Mr. Nathan's face. At this time, Mr. Nathan still had a faint smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Claire." He responded softly, "I haven't had a chance to say that your piano is getting better and better."

"But you are still as false as before."

Xingmei was taken aback, what's going on?

Something even more unexpected happened—Charlie raised his fist and swung it at Mr. Nathan.

"Uncle Charlie?" she blurted out.

Charlie ignored her and only focused on shooting Mr. Nathan.

Mr. Nathan just accepted the blow and didn't fight back.

Xingmei hurried over and hugged Charlie's right hand: "Uncle Charlie, is there anything you can't talk about?" There was a hint of pleading in her voice, she had never seen such an Uncle Charlie, never No.

Charlie took a deep breath: "Xiao Xingmei, do you know who he is?" There was a cold air in his voice.

Xingmei tightened her hands and replied uneasily, "He is Mr. Nathan."

Charlie sneered, and he looked at Mr. Nathan with mockery in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xingmei asked, but no one responded to her, and everyone looked embarrassed.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Feng Jingye.

Feng Jingye sighed, walked over, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Come with me."

Xingmei looked at him hesitantly, his hand was hanging in the air, so clean and slender, so white and beautiful...

"Jing Ye, there's no need." Mr. Nathan said suddenly.

Feng Jingye lowered her hand and stood beside Xingmei.

A tired look appeared on Mr. Nathan's gentle face, "Actually, my real name is not Nathan."

Xingmei's pupils suddenly closed, what do you mean?

She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails cut her palms so painfully.

A kind of bad premonition arises spontaneously, Chun Fei said, Chun Fei said - this is also good meaning...

"My real name is Craig..."

"No! Don't go on!" Xingmei's eye sockets opened to the maximum in an instant, and she shook her head desperately, "Don't go on..." Panic squeezed into her little heart that was huddled in fear, As if something was about to explode, the swelling made her miserable, it wouldn't be like that, it wouldn't be like that!How could Mr. Nathan be that person.

"Craig Salmond."

The scenes from the piano competition a year ago rushed out of her memory.

She said: "That is my teacher, I will definitely surpass him."

"It will," he said.

Ten games, seven of them sitting together.

They talk about everything except birth and history.

Because he already knew who she was.

Her almond eyes that resembled her mother, her curly long hair that was different from Japanese people, her tall figure, and the teacher she talked about, Charlie Claire, was an infatuated man who had pursued her mother for more than 20 years.

Mr. Nathan, no, the Duke of Sudmond is a good hand!

She glanced at everyone present and felt that their eyes were full of sarcasm and pity. She laughed back angrily: "Oh... It seems that you all know? Only I am still acting like a fool. not understand……"

All were silent.

Xingmei said three good things in her heart. Everyone in the public relations department is not an ordinary person. No wonder she acted so strangely in the morning. Aunt Meiling doesn't want her to continue working part-time no matter what. Presumably the ladyboy uncle also has a hand in it... That's really good Extremely!

She turned angrily.

"Xingmei." Feng Jingye grabbed her wrist with his backhand.

"Enough!" She threw it away vigorously, "You are not a good person, I don't believe that Feng Jingye doesn't know anything! Since you are so interested in the power of the Sudmon family, go, you and him Continue to have a good chat, and I won't stop you. I really didn't expect you to be such a person, don't use me, I don't want me to hate you forever." She gave him a hard look, angrily like a building run up.

There was a loud door closing sound, and everyone felt the ground shaking vaguely.

Feng Jingye smiled bitterly, he turned sideways, and found that everyone looked worried, and they were even more beautiful for him.

Charlie glanced mockingly at the pale-faced Mr. Nathan: "I didn't expect you to have the face to show up, senior, when you leave Ayano behind, you shouldn't look back, it's good for everyone!"

"Xingmei's room?" His voice was cold.

"209." Lianhua quickly replied, Xingmei's appearance just now really scared her, I really hope that Uncle Charlie can comfort Xingmei.

Charlie no longer looked at the same as everyone else, and strode upstairs.

The Hitachi brothers shrugged: "Uncle, what happened back then?"

"We still want to be friends with Xingmei. Senior Jingye has been misunderstood like this. Don't you plan to do nothing?"

"Sorry," said Mr. Nathan.

Honey hugged the rabbit doll tightly: "Uncle, Xiao Xing doesn't know anything, and she doesn't want to know anything."

It's been a very long night.

Hearty Karuizawa has lost its heartiness.

There are only a few scattered stars in the deep night sky, and it covers the whole earth, as if it wants to swallow all the joy.

Mr. Nathan told a long, long story.

Charlie knocked on the door of 209 for a long time but did not wait for Xingmei to open the door.

"Please leave for now." Feng Jingye said to him politely.

He raised his head, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I regret exposing him now." He left slowly, without the strength he had when he just appeared in the hotel.

"Excuse me, as Xingmei's teacher, what you have to do is to let Xingmei see the truth."

Charlie's steps froze for a moment.

He didn't respond, and went downstairs quietly.Feng Jingye was the only one in the corridor, standing silently in front of the door.

In the silence, there is nowhere to hide the suppressed cry.

Feng Jingye weighed the key in his hand, and finally put the key into the keyhole.

He pushed open the door, the room was brightly lit, he walked in, Xingmei sat at the foot of the bed, bent her legs, buried her face on her knees, her seaweed-like long hair hung down messily, trembling. The shoulders looked so weak and feeble.

Feng Jingye sighed and knelt down on one knee.He stretched out his hand, brushed her long hair away repeatedly, and hung it behind her ear.

"do not Cry."

The author has something to say: Although I know, it is not kind to stop here

But qaq I'm so sleepy, qaq

I thought you guys would guess who the caller was, qaq, I didn't expect my rhythm to be with you all the time, I'll go

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