My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 106

"Qian Chao's band is in charge of himself. You guys are temporarily invited to help. No matter how much money Qian Chao gives you, I still have to invite you for this meal." When Qiao Kangyong spoke, he looked at Yang Yang, The meaning of education is very obvious.

Yang Yang responded to him with his eyes, expressing that he understood.

He felt a little bit emotional in his heart, saying that geniuses are special, and what life has done to Old Qiao to make him so understanding of the world.

"Mr. Qiao, you don't have to be so polite, it's fine even if we eat instant noodles by ourselves." A student from the Conservatory of Music said very politely.

"It's just a snack, not a big meal." Qiao Kangyong responded to their words.

Not long after, Qiao Kangyong took them into an antique restaurant.

Judging from the exquisite decoration of the restaurant, it doesn't look like a place where you can have a casual meal.

If it was to attend a wedding or a company party, Xu Yan didn't feel any fuss when she came to this kind of place.

It's just a light meal at noon, and it makes her feel a little too ostentatious and wasteful to eat in this kind of place.

Xu Yan approached Yang Yang, opened her mouth to speak, and suddenly remembered something.

She pondered for a while before whispering, "Honey, Mr. Qiao looks so rich."

"I don't know, I know Mr. Qiao seems to be an only child, and his parents are gone now." Yang Yang responded in a low voice.

Yang Yang didn't know whether Qiao Kangyong had money. He was a low-key person. He lived in a dormitory all the time when he was in school, but he wore decent and handsome clothes every day. No one knew whether he was rich or not.

Of course, there is a saying that Qiao Kangyong never asks for his wife because he can't afford it.

In the past, Yang Yang felt untrustworthy. With Qiao Kangyong's good looks, as long as he is willing, a lot of rich women are willing to pay him back.

Now it seems that he is probably obsessed with music and doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"You can order whatever you like, as long as you don't waste it, or eat too much and affect the recording of the afternoon accompaniment." Qiao Kangyong distributed the menu to everyone present, and simply ordered a bowl of noodles.

Yang Yang looked at the menu, and there were only dozens to more than 100 noodles for a bowl of noodles, which made him a little speechless, and then handed it to the waiter without looking at the menu.

"Give me a bowl of noodles too, just like the teacher."

"me too."

"And I."

The students of the Conservatory of Music thought that there was something particular about it, and followed suit one after another, but they didn't know that Yang Yang was purely lazy in weighing what to order.

The only difference might be Luo Nan sitting next to Qiao Kangyong.

She peeked at Qiao Kangyong's tricks, and Yang Yang didn't even have to guess, she simply wanted to eat the same thing as Qiao Kangyong.

"There are eight bowls of seafood and eight treasures in total. Let's face it, wait a moment, and they will be served soon." The waiter who took back the menu politely confirmed it, and after Qiao Kangyong nodded, he turned and left.

Yang Yang was taken aback when he heard what kind of face it was, and then looked at the bland expression on Qiao Kangyong's face, feeling a little ashamed.

More than 100 yuan for a bowl of noodles, Lao Qiao ate more than 1000 yuan for this lunch.

Old Joe is a rich man, and he can already hammer it out.

In the spare time waiting for the meeting, Luo Nan wanted to take out his mobile phone to watch, but his eyes could not help but drift towards Qiao Kangyong.

Qiao Kangyong lowered his head, holding a signature pen, looking at Yang Yang's score and lyrics, searching for a suitable musical instrument in his mind, and how to adapt it into the corresponding score, as if he didn't hear anything out of the window.

Suddenly, Yang Yang felt that Luo Nan and Lao Qiao were a good match.

It wasn't Luo Nan's intentional mature makeup, but their personalities.

Once Qiao Kangyong is intoxicated in music, he will forget other things.

After seeing Luo Nan playing drums, Yang Yang could also feel this from her body.

Then, for some unknown reason, Old Qiao was very insensitive to personal feelings, and Luo Nan was not much better.

Your little girl's little trick of flirting with ominous glances is useless.

I didn't see Qiao Kangyong. There is a reason for his surname Qiao. Qiao is used to describe wood.

As soon as he was free, Yang Yang couldn't help but began to care about Qiao Kangyong and Luo Nan's affairs, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

When he turned his head and saw Xu Yan was also staring at Luo Nan, thinking that he was in the same mood as him at this time, he squeezed her hand under the table, "Wife, don't worry, let them take their time."

Xu Yan turned around with a puzzled expression, "Eh? I'm just curious about how her makeup is done. It's so natural. I want to learn it too."

Yang Yang: ...

Regarding the logic of women, Yang Yang felt that he had already lost.

Why did he become the only one in a hurry.

On the other side, Ling Dang was tidying up her cousin's dressing table. Taking advantage of the National Day holiday, she went back to Shacheng to work in her cousin's beauty studio. Unexpectedly, she met a senior who was about to graduate.

A sneeze!

"I don't know if senior has chased that handsome uncle." Ling Dang sneezed and began to mutter again.

So she picked up her phone and sent Luo Nan a message with Penguin.

Wang Xiaoling (bell): How is senior?Have you been fascinated by that uncle?
Luo Nan: All right.

Wang Xiaoling: Come on!

Luo Nan looked at the encouragement from his junior on the phone, and his eyes couldn't help but fog up.

It's not that I was moved, but that I felt that it was too difficult.

Although Qiao Kangyong interacted with her, he ignored her in a blink of an eye.

Even a person will be a little shaken, not knowing whether it is worth doing all this.

Just as Luo Nan was feeling uncomfortable, the seafood eight-treasure noodles were served.

Like everyone else, Luo Nan had just picked up the chopsticks, when he suddenly held a tissue in one hand and handed it to her.

"Wipe, don't let the tears drip into the face with cosmetics." Qiao Kangyong was still looking at the score, but what he said surprised Luo Nan.

As long as Qiao Kangyong cares about her, then everything is worth it.

Holding the tissue that Qiao Kangyong handed over, Luo Nan touched the corner of his eyes and found that his tears hadn't flowed down at all, and his heart was instantly filled with happiness.

If it didn't come out, it meant that Qiao Kangyong had been paying attention to her all the time, so he was able to discover details that others hadn't noticed. Her tears were just rolling in her eyes, and most people wouldn't be able to see them if they didn't pay attention.

Qiao Kangyong secretly sighed when he heard the sound of Luo Nan eating noodles.

It has been seven years, and the girl who got into trouble with her parents and ran away from home but hid in school has still not changed. Whenever she wants to cry, her shoulders can't help shaking.

Recalling that I was just in my early 30s seven years ago, if I met Luo Nan at his current age at dusk that day...

The seafood eight-treasure noodle beside him was steaming, and Qiao Kangyong felt his thoughts were confused. He stopped the pen in his hand, picked up the chopsticks, and carried the bowl.

When he was eating noodles with his head down, he saw his own face from the reflection on the table, and he couldn't help thinking of a poem he had heard before.

"You were born before I was born, I was old when I was born... I wish I could not be born at the same time, and be good to you every day"

After eating a bowl of noodles, Qiao Kangyong looked at Yang Yang who was grabbing Xu Yan's noodles, and Qiao Kangyong's eyes were filled with indescribable envy, and then...

"When you're full, go back to sleep and continue practicing in the afternoon. You, Yang Yang, are the same. Don't slack off." After speaking, Qiao Kangyong stood up resolutely and took the lead to leave.

Yang Yang held the noodles he snatched from his wife's bowl in his hand, thought for a while, and returned it to Xu Yan, then took a sip of soup from her bowl, and then went after Qiao Kangyong.

"Teacher, wait for me... By the way, have you paid the bill yet?"

Qiao Kangyong: ...

(End of this chapter)