The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

"What else do you want her to do?" Liang Jinlan shook her head in disgust.

"She is my sister after all..."

"She didn't take you as her sister. Remember, in the future, only you are the daughter of our Jiang family! Don't think too much, you have a piano competition next, hurry up, this time, if you can Let Master Yue accept you as an apprentice, and you will have no worries in the future." Liang Jinlan patted the back of Jiang Fanyue's hand.

Master Yue is a famous person in the piano world. He is a well-known presence in the music industry. He is not only famous in Jincheng, but also has an extremely accessible relationship in Beijing.

If the Jiang family wants to expand their family business, they must climb the capital relationship, and Jiang Fanyue is the best bridge.

Hearing Master Yue's name, even Han Jiayan and Gu Jiaheng couldn't help but pay more attention to Jiang Fanyue.

Speaking of the piano, Jiang Fanyue seemed to remember something, "I forgot to take my sister's piano."

Jiang Zhe's belongings were not many, and they were all kept in her backpack.

But a large object like a piano is really not easy to put away.

Liang Jinlan shook her head and said, "How many times have you seen her practice? She did a lot of embarrassment to our Jiang family for the scandal at the last piano competition..."

Thinking of the presence of outsiders, Liang Jinlan did not continue to expose the scandal.

Jiang Fanyue concealed the pleasure in her heart, "I'll give her another chance later."

Anyway, it's an ordinary piano, which is far worse than her professional-level competition piano, and it takes up space at home.

Liang Jinlan snorted noncommittally, hoping that Jiang Zhe would not regret leaving the Jiang family.

Jiang Fanyue looked at the empty gate and looked back at Gu Jiaheng and Han Jiayan.

Han Jiayan smiled and comforted her: "Oh, this is also Jiang Zhe's own choice, you don't need to worry. Jiaheng, find a time for our two to have a meal together. You also take care of Fanyue and accompany her to practice the piano. , this game is too important."

"Auntie, Brother Heng has always taken special care of me." Jiang Fanyue bowed her head shyly. Today, Han Jiayan and Gu Jiaheng came to witness this incident, and the subtext also acquiesced to her and Gu Jiaheng's future affairs.

As soon as Jiang Zhe left, many things were completely settled.

"A good girl deserves more care." Gu Jiaheng's voice was gentle and elegant.

Jiang Fanyue took a step closer to him, to feel the breath that belonged to him.

Gu Jiaheng subconsciously glanced at the door that was already empty, and remembered Jiang Zhe's worrying figure... It's a pity that Kong has a good skin, but he is not as good-looking as Jiang Fanyue.

As long as Jiang Zhe is half of Jiang Fanyue... Without waiting for him to think about it, Jiang Fanyue's fingers were stuffed into his palm, and all Gu Jiaheng's thoughts were pulled back.

...

Jiang Zhe went out with the old man and got on the bus back to the suburbs.

As soon as I got on the bus, the bus slammed on the brakes.

A car of people leaned back and shouted.

Only Jiang Zhe stood upright. She glanced at Jiang Yaowang and found that he was also standing upright and was not affected by the emergency brake at all.

Seeing that Jiang Zhe was looking at him, Jiang Yaowang leaned slightly and sighed with old arms and legs.

Jiang Zhe retracted his gaze and looked out the window. It turned out to be a limited-edition Lincoln, which was almost wiped by the bus.

The driver who drove Lincoln was not at all arrogant. He raised his hand in an apologetic gesture, and then turned around to apologize to the man in the back row: "I'm sorry, Brother Chen."

The man sitting in the back seat showed a stunning profile, with angular lines like the artist's proud work, and the clear Adam's apple hidden in the tightly buttoned white Chinese-style shirt.

He closed his eyes, the tear mole under the corner of his eye was obvious and dazzling, and he held a string of Buddha beads in his hand, and the eyelashes grew so far apart, and the roots were distinct.

His temperament is as calm as water, Jiang Zhe thought, the water is calm and peaceful, seemingly harmless, but there is an unknown surging and surging inside, and it is the most dangerous, and everything is under his control.

Totally depends on his mood.

Seemingly feeling Jiang Zhe's gaze, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the position within his sight was the girl's slender long legs.

The bus and Lincoln left in a staggered manner, separating the two of them from sight.

Feng Ye, who was sitting beside him, saw that the ancestor finally opened his eyes, and the chatterbox opened immediately: "I said, Brother Chen, you said that there are tangible things that are easy to find, but how do you find the intangible sound of the piano? . Can this be found?"

"Can't you find it if you can't find it?" Qin Jingchen said, his voice was light and casual, and when he opened his eyes, the mole of tears became more and more coquettish.

The Buddha beads in his hand dilute the surprise of his strong face and facial features, adding a dash of tranquility.

"Of course not. Grandma Qin's insomnia has plagued her for more than 20 years. She finally came to Jincheng by accident a few years ago, and she heard a piano sound recorded, which made her fall asleep in recent years. Rest in peace. Now the sound of the piano is gone, she can't sleep well and everyone has lost a lot of weight. Of course, I have to find it. It's all to blame for the broken phone, it's broken, and there's not even a backup..."

Feng Ye talked for a long time and found that Qin Jingchen closed his eyes again.

He asked, "Brother Chen, do you think this piano sound can really relieve insomnia? Could it be a psychological effect?"

"No." Qin Jingchen's voice was firm.

"Why are you so sure?" Feng Ye wondered.

Qin Jingchen didn't speak any more.

...

After getting off the bus.

Jiang Yaowang rubbed his hands together, fearing that Jiang Zhe would not be used to it, he was introducing her about the situation at home along the way.

"Hanwen and Zhijing are your parents, who died early..." The old man lowered his head and muttered, "I took you and Fanyue to the hospital, who knows that you will disappear when you turn around. I have been looking for you all these years."

Jiang Zhe listened vaguely, and lowered his eyes, unable to see the expression hidden under the black-rimmed glasses.

She was playing with an ordinary mobile phone in her hand and was chatting with people on the interface.

Yang Feiliu can't fly: Xiao Zizhe, have you really moved out from the Jiang family? What's the situation in your own home?

J: It's a good situation.

Jiang Zhe looked up at the old man with a guilty look.

Yang Feiliu can't fly: Yes, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than a group of ungrateful dogs from the Jiang family. It is because of you that you have achieved this level of business and never treat you as a human being.

Jiang Zhe Xin replied and put away the phone.

The old man was still nagging: "Fortunately, the Jiang family treats you well, which is also a coincidence, our family also happens to be surnamed Jiang..."

The two walked into a simple street one after the other.

There are scattered houses on both sides of the street, which are much desolate compared to the prosperous area of ​​Jincheng where the Jiang family is located.

"This is Xiao Zhe? You're back! I'm your aunt, and you can treat this place as your home from now on." A gentle female voice said.