Superstar, No Big Deal?!

Let the person in front of you tie a bow tie for yourself. Everything is designed by famous artists. The man in the mirror has a look that makes women crazy, and makes men jealous of their identity and ability. The president of the Tang family is among the top few in the upper class. Golden bachelor.

"You all go out," Tang Ruanqing said blankly, looking at the designers and makeup artists all over the room.

Everyone in the room would be observant, how could they not see that President Tang, who was about to be engaged, was in a bad mood, exchanged glances with each other, then quietly retreated, and the last person walked carefully to cover the door for him. .

Pulling the bow tie rudely, until the bow tie became loose, he felt that he could breathe out. He sat on the sofa feebly and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window. He suddenly remembered whether it was raining or was it raining that day when he met Jing Anjue. sunny?

By the way, the weather that day was dull and grey, as if it was about to rain, unlike today with such dazzling sunshine, the bright weather made people feel more dull than when I first met him . The sarcastic archer covers his eyes, is he still unwilling to give up? Even now, still not giving up? !

"Master, time is almost up, are you inside?" The butler's voice sounded outside the door, with a sense of caution and awe.

He stood up and straightened his tie in front of the big mirror, looked at the ring box on the stage, his fingers paused, and quickly put the box into his jacket pocket, and then looked at his palm with a smirk. , Opened the door and spoke gently, "Are all the guests here?"

"The guests have arrived," the butler thought for a while, "Master Xiao and the two young masters have not arrived yet." The two heirs of the Xiao family have fought fiercely recently. It is said that Young Master Xiao Er is slightly better and doesn't know whether it is true or false. Young Master Xiao Er played in the entertainment industry before. Compared with Young Master Xiao, who is the general manager of the Xiao family, he still lacks a lot of experience. I don't know how to win against Young Master Xiao. This rumor always seems true and false, and makes outsiders. Unpredictable.

"I see." Tang Ruanqing buttoned the buttons on his cuffs, "Let's go." He closed the door behind him sideways, that person, after today, he might not even be eligible for nostalgia, he sighed and waved. Let the bodyguards behind to keep up. Now that you have made such a decision, don't regret it anymore.

The engagement banquet venue is on the large grassland outside the Tang family mansion. The artificially constructed sea of ​​flowers and the dreamlike flower and vine walkway are like the most classic scenes of Cinderella and the prince in the idol drama. Shan Yatong has no face. Looking at the scene in front of him with expression, he turned around and paid the gift to the gift-giving person next to him. The amount was very generous. Xie Xun and Lu Fanduo who came behind him looked at them and couldn't help but slap their tongues. This kid is enough. It's generous, but there is also Xiao Zimo anyway, this is nothing for Lord Qian.

The two paid the gift money, and they could only hold back the balance with Shan Yatong. This kid rushed to give gifts in front of them, it was intentional! How can their two gold brokers give less gifts than a newcomer? !

"I said, why did you bring out such an enchanting evildoer?!" Xie Xun grumbled a little while looking at the elegantly paced young man in front of him, "I don't know if Xiao Zimo's boy was blinded because of this. I fell in love with him."

Lu Fan pushed his glasses, and said calmly, "I don't know if he is blind or not, but I know, if you tell Xiao Zimo this, you will be beaten into a pig head by him. As for if he is heard by Shan Yatong By your words, your eyes will soon become dog eyes."

Xie Xun pulled his collar, although he wanted to refute Lu Fan's words, but facts speak louder than words, and he is unable to refute such words.

Shan Yatong heard the two whispering behind him, paused, and looked back at them and said, "It's about to start, don't you go in?"

"Oh, aren't we walking?" Xie Xun looked at the other person's smiling eyes, and decided not to challenge how bad a monster's heart is. He obediently followed Shan Yatong into the guest seat, and the three of them looked for Sitting down in his seat, Lu Fan suddenly sneered while listening to the happy piano sound.

Xie Xun looked at Lu Fan suspiciously, not knowing if it was his illusion. He always felt that Lu Fan seemed to be very unwelcome to this Miss Jing Jia.

Perhaps Lu Fan is the only person who knows the relationship between Jing Xuyan and Jing Anjue, and he brought all the people from the Jing family who are not waiting to see him. Shan Yatong looked at Lu Fan’s face with rare dissatisfaction. This person rarely knows right from wrong. She hates someone. Seeing this, she is making injustices for herself. Shan Yatong curled her mouth, and suddenly felt that the man with facial paralysis wearing glasses looked cute.

Xie Xun realized that there was something wrong with the two auras sitting next to him. Why did he feel that the auras of the two were strangely the same at some point? Could it be that this is the tacit understanding between the agent and the artist, but why didn't you see such a strange tacit understanding between yourself and King Xiao Datian?

After a while, I saw Tang Ruanqing and Jing Xuyan walking towards the venue from the other end of the flower stand. Everyone in the room stood up and applauded. Shan Yatong slowly stood up and patted slowly. With the palm of his hand, squinting up and down to look at Jing Xuyan, there seems to be nothing special. It seems that the woman of the old man is not so brilliant, at least not as good as the woman who gave birth to him.

When he walked through the flower shelf and walked to the aisle in the middle of the guest area, Shan Yatong's eyes fell on the man sitting in the front row in the area of ​​the relatives of the woman on the right, a well-cut suit, gray hair, time left in the corner of his eyes The traces are already obvious, and the oldness of this man is already obvious.

Just such a man, why is it worth so many women's obsessiveness, withdrawing his eyes, Shan Yatong didn't know whether he felt sorry for the woman who gave birth to him, or felt funny, is it worth it to die like this?

Looking up at the sun in the sky, it didn't matter whether it was worth it or not. Ignoring the blessed crowd around him, Shan Yatong just left her seat.

"Hey•••" Xie Xun widened his eyes and looked at Shan Yatong's back in disbelief. What is this kid doing? At this time, he walked away. Isn't it plain not to give Tang Ruanqing face?

Lu Fan looked thoughtfully at Shan Yatong's back. Among the glorious visitors, Shan Yatong's indifference appeared so obvious.

Tang Ruanqing didn't know what was wrong, so she saw Shan Yatong standing alone. He rarely paid attention to this artist, because this person behaved a lot like that person. For a time, he thought it was him who came back. But everyone knows that this is impossible. Later, I gradually alienated this young man, in order to reduce my unrealistic fantasies, and also to prevent my cousin from being inexplicably jealous.

It turned out that this young man was very slim and clean overall, without the seductiveness shown in the movie. Standing alone on the grass in a white suit, he was like a little prince away from the noise, with an unspeakable elegance. He couldn't see his eyes clearly, he didn't know whether he was looking at him, he just felt that the young man standing far away seemed to resist something, so he just looked from a distance, indifferent and stubborn.

The word loneliness suddenly appeared in his mind. Tang Ruanqing frowned. At this moment, a young man in a black suit appeared next to the young man. Even though he was so far away, he could still see the young man’s face. With a bright smile and the corners of your mouth rising into a self-deprecating arc, are you crazy? What are you thinking about?

Even if you are lonely, there will be someone to accompany you. At least...Tang Ruanqing will look at the woman holding her arm sideways. There is no trace of emotion in her eyes. Since the person she loves is no longer there, she is standing by her side. What does it matter who the person is?

Xiao Qishen accompanied Shan Yatong to speak, but later he was summoned by Elder Xiao by a phone call. Before leaving, Xiao Zhongdog rubbed Shan Yatong before leaving quickly. Shan Yatong looked at his back. He smiled helplessly, how could this guy look like a big dog, but...it's quite cute.

Nanfang and the woman seem to have exchanged rings, and the guests seem to be talking to each other, and the piano prince who plays the piano for this ceremony turned out to be the prince who is in the limelight. It seems that this engagement ceremony will cost a lot of money. Shan Yatong puts her hands in In his trouser pocket, slowly walked to the young man playing the piano, smiled and said, "How about I also have one?"

The young man glanced at him and clearly recognized who he was, "Oh, it turned out to be a big single star, of course." After saying that, he stood up and gave the stool to Shan Yatong. Of course, he also wanted to know the entertainment now. How good is the piano technique, the darling of the circle.

Say, you have to learn this piece of music, your father likes this piano piece the most, do you know? The woman stressed again and again.

Yanyan, why haven't you remembered, here is wrong, play again.

Touching the keyboard, Shan Yatong squinted at the sun in the sky, woman, this is the last time I help you, can that man think of you, it has nothing to do with me, laughed mockingly, looked down at the black and white Qinjian, a woman who is crazy for love, don't know whether it should be pitiful or hateful.

No one noticed that the people who played the piano had changed. They just felt that this piano piece seemed to be full of longing for love and hope for the future, which fits the present atmosphere perfectly. Only one man's face suddenly became pale, he The hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, as if the whole body's strength had been drained.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Tang Ruanqing and Jing Xuyan walked to Jing Shian's side. Jing Xuyan asked worriedly, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"It's okay," Jing Shian smiled reluctantly, and looked at his future son-in-law, "Qing Ruan, who is that kid playing the piano?"

Tang Ruanqing was about to say that he was a piano genius, but when he looked sideways, he was taken aback. It turned out to be Shan Yatong. In memory, Shan Yatong was an orphan and never learned piano. How could he play? Such a nice piece?

"Brother Ruan Qing, isn't that the artist of your company?" Jing Xuyan had seen Shan Yatong and had some impressions, "He plays the piano very well."

It wouldn't be her child. If it were her child, he should be over thirty years old now, and that child seems to be only about twenty years old, but, how could he be with this song? She composed this piece by herself and only played it in front of herself. How could this boy play it?

After the song was over, Shan Yatong seemed to have finished a thing, showing a relaxed smile, he stood up and said to the young youth behind him, "Thank you."

The young man recovered his senses and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to play so well!"

Shan Yatong's eyes flashed, did not say anything, just waved his hand, "I'm leaving, goodbye." After two steps, he turned his head and said, "I hope we will have a chance to cooperate."

The young man shrugged, "I am looking forward to it."

"Ya Tong," Shan Ya Tong was stopped by someone without going far.

Shan Yatong turned her head, with a gentle smile on her face, "Ms. Tang," he glanced at Tang Ruanqing, Jing Xuyan was not there.

Tang Ruanqing saw the polite smile on the other party's face, and suddenly didn't know what she was trying to say. Looking at the back of him about to leave, he stopped inexplicably, and he coughed awkwardly, "Are you leaving? ?"

Shan Yatong's eyes twitched. With so many guests, it's normal to walk with a few people. Why did the host see him when he arrived? He smiled slightly, "Well, remembering that there is still something to do, today is a good day for Mr. Tang, congratulations."

Tang Ruanqing smiled bitterly, without making a sound, her hand holding the wine glass tightened, her slender eyes stained with melancholy.

Shan Yatong naturally saw that Tang Ruanqing had no so-called love for Jing Xuyan, and probably did not even have any feelings for brothers and sisters. He raised his chin and said, "Miss Jing is very beautiful." Well, he admitted this. The comfort function is equal to zero.

Tang Ruanqing couldn't help but smile at the dry words of comfort or sympathy, and then said, "Since you have something to do, let's go first."

Shan Yatong smiled and nodded, and the fine bangs stuck to his forehead, "General Tang's Ferrari can actually be changed. I heard that Ferrari has produced a very good sports car, you can pay attention to it." said After that, he nodded slightly, "Goodbye."

Can you change it? Tang Ruanqing was slightly stunned, looking at the teenager's further and further back, and suddenly said, "You won't know the meaning of that car.•••"

The young man paused and looked back at him, seeming to be thinking, before he said for a while, "Maybe, that person didn't understand the meaning of the car at that time, even he didn't know, why bother to hold on?"

Tang Ruanqing watched the boy stiffly after saying this, and walked away without looking back. What did he mean by his words? Did he know that he saw his mind and why...he knew this car? Is the car shut with that person again? !

The glass of champagne fell to the ground, and the laughter and the sound of the piano couldn't reach Tang Ruanqing's ears. He stared at the young man's back in a daze, until the young man disappeared in the corner.

"Dad!" On this side, Jing Shian received a note from a waiter, and fainted with a pale face, and the field was in a mess.

Until most of the guests dispersed, a man bent down and picked up a note that was blown to the corner of the table by the wind. Only these words were written on the note: That woman is waiting for you while playing "Sweet Dreams" In fact, when a sweet dream wakes up, it is a cruel reality. Good dreams!

"Lu Fan, what are you looking at? It's all gone, not leaving?"

"Nothing." He put the note into his jacket pocket, he smiled, and followed the steps of the person in front of him.

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