The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 389 Because I fell in love with your wife at first sight

Having come to China incognito for decades, he has encountered countless scandals and evil things, so he can only swallow this breath due to his status.

Now you can finally fight back!

One word, cool!

"Tangtang, how do you read the book?" Wang Kehao put down the tablet and began to investigate Tang Tang's study.

Tang Tang still had the thick ancient book "Boke Simple Music" on his lap, raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Kehao, and said in a soft voice: "This book is very interesting, but——Teacher, you really Is it the Dean of the School of Music at the Bock Academy?"

Wang Kehao:
Wang Kehao rubbed Tang Tang's short hair: "Learn music hard, you don't have to worry about adults' affairs, adults will help you when the sky falls."

According to the tradition of the Bock Institute, the direct disciple of the dean is often the next dean.

When Tang Tang grows up, it is estimated that people from the Boke Academy will come to trouble her.

But that was more than ten years later.

Wang Kehao didn't stay in the Tang family for long, boarded Gu's private plane before New Year's Eve, and went to the Gu family ancestral hall in a low-key way to avoid the limelight.

"But to be honest, why did you give up being the dean back then and come to Huaguo?" Before leaving, Mr. Gu asked his doubts for many years while smoking a cigar.

The status of the Bock Institute is extremely special. All major families will send their children to study there. The head of a school is even higher than the head of some big families.

Holding the yellowed poster in his arms, Wang Kehao asked sincerely, "Do you really want to know?"

"Don't be impatient, tell me quickly." Mr. Gu rolled his eyes angrily.

Wang Kehao told the truth: "Because I fell in love with your wife at first sight. When I was young, I was very handsome. More than half of the girls in Boke University were my fans. I thought I could catch Menghua with my face, but you are so young. Shi is more handsome than me, I lost to your face, otherwise Menghua would definitely choose me."

Old man Gu slammed the cane over.

Wang Kehao dodged flexibly, with a quick smile on the corner of his mouth, and boarded the plane with his beloved poster in his arms. The destination was the ancestral temple in the deep mountains in the south of China.

A generation of legendary music masters, after going through turmoil, the Golden Basin Washing His Hands has since disappeared.

Pacific Ocean, an island.

A group of old men in black robes walked slowly through the marble door and into the simple and austere European-style conference room.The candles were always on, the lights were dim, and the cello stone sculpture was placed in the center of the long table. The lights reflected the serious faces of the old people.

In the first seat was a gray-haired, hale and hearty old lady. Her gray hair was carefully combed and rolled up. The years had left wrinkles on her face, which did not conceal her former glory.

The white-haired old lady said, "The people sent to China haven't found Wang Kehao yet?"

The voice is extremely majestic.

Someone reported in a low voice: "Deputy Dean, we found out the whereabouts of Wang Kehao, but he defected to the Gu family a few days ago and hid in the Gu family's ancestral hall. It is said that Wang Kehao has always kept a photo of Ruan Menghua."

No matter how long the hand of Boke Institute is stretched out, it will not be able to reach the Gu Family Ancestral Hall.

The old lady gritted her teeth secretly. Ruan Menghua had been dead for decades, but he still couldn't forget her.
The old lady closed her eyes deeply, hiding the tiredness and resentment in her eyes: "Send someone to keep watching, one day I will tie him back, run away on the day of the wedding, make me a joke of the whole school, I will not be a ghost Let him go."

On the other side, Wang Kehao, who had just stepped into the deep mountains, sneezed and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.

Who is scolding me?

The mountains are lush and green, only the birds are singing.

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(End of this chapter)