After the blackening, the beauties were madly criticized for abolishing the legs of the president

Chapter 82 The Prosperous President Shen Da
Nan Wan opened her eyes due to the noise, and after watching the man beside her and the girl across from her flirt, she frowned without looking.

This bitch really doesn't stop.

He even missed his niece.

It's even more perverted than Shen Yunchen.

"Actually, I decided to learn music because I saw my uncle playing the piano solo in the Venus Hall when I was a child." Shen Ruanruan said embarrassedly, pursing her lips shyly.

Then he squeezed the corner of the skirt nervously, and looked up at Shen Yunchen with admiration on his face: "At that time, I felt that Uncle seemed to be the god in my heart."

I have to say, Lynton loves this.

In other words, as Shen Yunchen's second personality, he subtly showed all of Shen Yunchen's shortcomings.

Arrogant, paranoid, black-bellied, domineering and... flattery and so on and so on...

Hearing what Shen Ruanruan said, the memory suddenly hit, and Lynton suddenly remembered the time when he played the piano solo in the Venus Hall eight years ago.

He couldn't tell if it was Shen Yunchen or himself.

To be precise, it seems to be me, and it seems that I am not a complete self, and it seems that something is missing or superfluous.

, he played "Canon" in a tuxedo in the resplendent Vienna Hall.It was also that year that he lost something, his whole person was polarized, and the hand of the duo began to touch business.

And the entire family, who was as ordinary as Fu Yimo, was forced to bear the heavy responsibility of the entire family.

"At that time, I told my grandfather that I must learn music. In the future, I will also have the opportunity to play with my uncle."

At this time, Shen Ruanruan didn't care about making the man angry by saying the wrong thing, because the man's gentle attitude just now and the joy he recalled deeply, speaking unconsciously, even the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with a faint smile.

Nan Wan couldn't help but smiled coldly, breaking her complacent atmosphere.

Shen Ruanruan gave her a dissatisfied look, then swallowed her anger and dissatisfaction, and a few traces of gloom appeared on her better face.

She looked at the silent Shen Yunchen, a few smiles reappeared on her face, and asked in a shy whisper: "Little uncle, are you willing?"

Lynton suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at her with a half-smile, but his eyes were a little scary.

"Of course." He replied slowly, glanced at Nan Wan from the corner of his eye, held her hand on her lap affectionately and ambiguously, and asked in a careless voice, "I don't know if there is a chance to play a piece with Madam."

Nan Wan turned her head and curled her lips perfunctorily at him, then instantly changed her face and retracted her hands, silently watching the scenery outside the window.

The car passed by the street suddenly, and she saw a familiar figure. The woman looked very much like Fu Muyan, but she was wearing a hat and a mask to cover her face tightly.

Nan Wan unconsciously enlarged her eyes in surprise, her face full of disbelief.

Isn't Fu Muyan dead?

Could it be that she is not dead, but...

How is this possible, even if there is no body, it is impossible for her to be as fierce as the fire.

Feeling a little uneasy in her heart, Nan Wan quickly asked the driver to stop, then got out of the car and walked quickly towards the back of Fu Muyan who looked like Fu Muyan in the distance.

But there were too many people around, and she was dazzled, so she didn't pay attention and lost it around the corner.

He had no choice but to walk back slowly with a dull expression.

...

Nan Wan wandered outside alone for a long time before calling the driver to pick her up and return to the villa.

It was evening when I came back, because the beginning of autumn was approaching, and the roses in the garden of the villa had begun to wither.

Thinking about transplanting from July to now, it has been a long time since the flowers have bloomed for a month and a half.

She suddenly bent down in sympathy, looking at a nearby rose with a drooping flower head and only a few petals left. She stretched out her hand to touch it, but saw that the few remaining petals on the flower head also scattered and fell to the ground, and was immediately caught. The wind rolled down.

Nan Wan hooked her lips helplessly, her smile was cold and helpless, and her eyes became even more sad for a moment.

She squatted on the spot, looked at the rose and meditated silently for a while, until her legs were numb and she was a little unsteady before she slowly got up and entered the villa.

In the villa with gothic retro decoration, a high-end luxury piano was added at some point.

The man is sitting in front of the piano, playing a slow music that cannot be named, listening carefully to the sadness hidden in the score.

The surrounding lights are dim, but the valuable crystal chandelier above the piano emits a faint light, which adds to the atmosphere.

Nan Wan stood there unconsciously, staring blankly at the man who was playing seriously, and was lost in thought for a while.

Strange, obviously love and hate ebb and flow, but now she has hated this man to the bone.But now, how can I still be attracted to him unconsciously...

Until the end of the song, Nan Wan was still dumbfounded in place.

Shen Yunchen noticed her, smiled gently, and then adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses in front of him.

"I'm back." He looked at her indifferently and pamperingly, greeting her in the usual intimate way between husband and wife.

Nan Wan came back to her senses, replied coldly and scribbled, and then forgot to change her shoes, deliberately concealing something and hurried upstairs.

Shen Yunchen looked at her back for a few seconds, and slowly withdrew his eyes after she turned around and disappeared around the corner of the second floor.Touching the keys lightly, he continued to play.

After many years, he touched the piano again, which was strange but familiar.

After digesting the memories Lynton brought, he woke up suddenly in the middle of his nap.Later, Lynton installed a piano in the villa.

Obviously, this second personality wants to add some artistic atmosphere to the home, and is going to play a few songs nostalgic for the past.

It's a pity that he was suppressed by his own main consciousness.

Nan Wan returned to the room, listened to the sound of the piano slowly recurring downstairs, and leaned against the door to listen silently.

She suddenly changed her mind about Lynton. She never thought that such a crazy and cheap pervert would have such a side.

In fact, the one playing downstairs is the real Shen Yunchen.

After Shen Yunchen played a piece, Shen Ruanruan suddenly popped up and praised sincerely: "Little uncle is so amazing. He deserves to have won the Global Golden Melody Award."

Hearing what she said, Shen Yunchen suddenly remembered it unexpectedly.

He almost forgot that when he was 16 years old, he won the Global Piano Golden Melody Award.

Oh, it's been ten years.

Looking at the man's cold and noble face, Shen Ruanruan swallowed a little cowardly, but then recalled his different gentle attitude today, and summoned up the courage to ask with a smile: "Little uncle, can I play a song with you?" first?"

Shen Yunchen raised his eyes and glanced at her, his thin lips parted slightly, he didn't even bother to say the words of rejection: "No time."

After he finished speaking, the remote-controlled wheelchair entered the elevator.

After arriving at the bedroom on the second floor, he lowered his eyes and raised his hand hesitantly to knock a few times, then waited for the door to open.

In this way, after waiting for more than ten seconds without hearing a response, he turned around and prepared to leave.

After taking two steps, I suddenly heard the door open.

(End of this chapter)