Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Anlan didn't know how to come, looked at his son, "What's the matter?"

"If you have time, let my mother go with you for a brain CT scan! Your health is your mother's happiness!" Ye Muyun said tactfully.

Qin Anlan snorted softly: "You kid!"

But he didn't say anything, it was for Ye Muyun to confirm the engagement.

Ye Muyun returned to the company and called the company's public relations manager Lin, who was a beauty.

Manager Lin was a little uneasy, and Mr. Ye didn't get along well, saying that there would be no good things in the past.

However, she stood in Mr. Ye’s office for a long time. Mr. Ye didn’t make a sound, just rubbing his beautiful chin with one hand... For Mr. Ye’s face, many young girls in the company are pretty happy, but Mr. Ye Cold, and a few years younger than those who graduated from these courses, so no one in the company dared to make Mr. Ye's idea.

Ye Muyun pondered for a long time before asking faintly: "Which pianists are there recently in China...I want to be young, no more than 25 years old?"

Manager Lin stayed for a while... Mr. Ye is interested in men, and he has a preference for his profession?

She couldn't figure it out and didn't reply for a while.

"Don't your public relations department often plan events? This should be very clear." Ye Muyun's voice already had a hint of displeasure.

Manager Lin immediately replied, "There are several well-known ones, but do you have any special requirements regarding appearance?"

Ye Muyun finally knew that Lin Jing's ideals were crooked. He glanced at her and said faintly: "I was appointed to the wedding, and Cher appointed a person to play Alice to Alice. If you look like, look at her mood, you send the photo to My mailbox."

Manager Lin understands that this must be done well.

This pianist is handsome, but he can't be more handsome than President Ye... In fact, how many people are more handsome than President Ye?

Manager Lin retired and sent the list to Ye Muyun's mailbox in less than half an hour.

Ye Muyun opened it, and after a glance, he still gave the decision to his wife.

Cher is also a little girl, so she should know more about her preferences.

After get off work, he returned to Peiyuan. After dinner, he went into the study for a while, and Xueer lay on the bed and played with the tablet.

After he took a shower, she still maintained the same posture...

"Isn't my eyes sour when I keep watching like this?" He was wearing a yukata, sitting beside her, snatching what was in her hand, and seeing that she was playing a game, playing in a mess, and she still looked relish .

Xueer hummed: "I'm not over yet."

He chose to withdraw, followed her with one hand, and pressed her into his arms, his voice was a little more gentle, "Xue'er, I'm going to talk to you."

She said, he still has business affairs to talk to her? But think about it, it should be about Mu Mu, so the little girl sat up in his arms with great distress.

He glanced at her, then opened the mailbox, which contained photos of several young musicians.

"Which is the best?" he asked, looking at her.

Xueer turned it over and raised her eyes: "Is all piano players?"

Ye Muyun smiled.

Xue'er bit her lower lip, "But it's not as good-looking as Zhou Chongguang, I guess Mu Mu doesn't like it."

She felt that there was nothing wrong with this, but after speaking, Ye Muyun's voice sounded dangerously: "Do you think Zhou Chongguang is good-looking?"

"Yes!" Xue'er's gaze fell on those photos, and she was constantly comparing, but she didn't find that the man beside her had changed from wolf to wolf.