The joy of having money, you can’t imagine

Jiang Chen’s eyes looked around, Shen Mengdie’s eyes were only left with himself, and the look of happiness made everyone feel pity involuntarily.

Su Xian’er held her mobile phone high with a pair of hands, looking like she was shooting.

The others in the hall gradually immersed themselves in this melodious piano sound.

“Love is like, in the blue sky, a piece of white space with you to accompany my imagination.”

Jiang Chen opened his mouth, and a light singing voice as picturesque as the sound of the piano suddenly followed the microphone and spread throughout the hotel.

The gentle singing voice, full of attachment, is extremely sweet.

Lv7’s singing skills, just like Lv7’s piano, have become otherworldly and begin to shock people’s hearts from another level.

As soon as the lyrics of this first sentence came out, the surrounding audience had a feeling of being crazy.

“The white horse suddenly, no longer abstract, the frog finally meets Cinderella.”

“Even though the road is still long, I have a hunch that I believe in this inspiration.”

Have a master?

Three consecutive lyrics, feeling the strange spiritual perception as if it was flooded by clear water, Wang Lihong no longer wanted to say anything.

He was suddenly a little decadent.

Is it good to know that you are the king of heaven? What the hell is this person who suddenly stole his limelight?

Even if you are younger than yourself, you are more handsome than yourself, and your singing is not worse than yourself, which still makes people live?

He’s the king of Asia? Is there so non-existent?

“I will draw you as a flower, an unbloomed flower, and then my thoughts little by little, as rain falls.”

When the chorus began, Jiang Chen quietly raised the volume.

The same cheerfulness, the same tenderness, the same affection.

But it seems to explode the thunder, giving people an unparalleled sense of spiritual impact.

It’s not a change in volume, and the chorus is just a key higher than the front.

It’s about the emotional changes attached to the song.

From hidden, repressed, unexpressed affection, to fiery, impulsive, unhidden, unleashed love.

Shen Mengdie’s eyes quietly flooded with a layer of mist.

She stared at the figure on the stage stunnedly, as if she wanted to engrave him deeply in her eyes.

Su Xian’er looked enjoyed, she suddenly remembered a poem by Haizi: Like the wind at this moment, suddenly blowing, I want to hold you and sit in the wine glass… [Love you].

Wang Lihong was shocked again, and he found that such an excellent song seemed to be… First time you hear it?

No way?

It should be a big guy in the industry, and Wang Lihong forcibly found a reason for himself.

Although the name of the king of heaven has moisture, it only has moisture, not all of it is moisture.

With his level, he can naturally distinguish how good the standard of this song is.

That kind of sweetness that goes straight to the heart is not something that just anyone can do.

“Happiness turns out, so simple, you are my paradise next to you.”

Three minutes later, when Jiang Chen gently knocked down the last key and sang the last lyrics.

Slowly turned his gaze to the audience, but saw that Shen Mengdie was dragging a pair of legs that seemed to be poured with lead, moving in his direction on the stage little by little.

She felt as if she could no longer control her body, and involuntarily moved forward step by step.

Half a minute later, she stood next to the piano in such a daze, staring deeply at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and didn’t care.

“Does it sound good?”

“Hmm.”

“Do you want to hear it again?”

“Hmm.”

So, the light sound of the piano sounded again.

Once, twice, three times, all the way to five times.

Shen Mengdie felt that this song may not have been enough for her in her life.

However, there are other audiences in the audience, Taishang, and there is also an embarrassing Asian king.

Therefore, when Jiang Chen sang it for the fifth time, she finally shook her head gently.

Then on his face, an incomparably bright smile bloomed.

This smile seems to be a reflection of her heart, pure, beautiful, and not stained with the slightest dust.

Jiang Chen took out a crimson box with a rose pattern printed on it from his clothes pocket.

As soon as the box was opened, the diamond ring inside immediately refracted the light of the hall.

“Does it look good?”

“Good-looking.”

“Then I’ll put it on you.”

“Hmm.”

The brilliant ring, crystal clear, but released an incomparably dazzling light.

Shen Mengdie stared at the middle finger of her right hand, allowing the bright light to refract on her equally shining pupils.

Majestic tears began to gush out uncontrollably.

This ring, like some extremely powerful weapon, instantly destroyed the wall in her heart.

Like a dam to block a flood, the stronger the dike, the taller the dike.

At the moment of destruction, the more terrifying the flood water gushing out behind it.

At a certain moment, when Jiang Chen stretched out his hands, ready to seek a hug.

She suddenly tightly clamped Jiang Chen’s neck, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Until the end, Jiang Chen left the stage helplessly, and Shen Mengdie was still like a koala, hanging tightly around his neck.

Jiang Chen held Shen Mengdie and disappeared, and Su Xian’er suddenly lost interest in watching the concert.

With a light phone call, within twenty minutes, a Bugatti Veyron came to pick her up from outside the hotel.

On the co-pilot, Su Xian’er had just taken a seat, and suddenly felt as if something was leaned on beside her.

The hand gently wiped into the pocket, but it was a boxy box.

Su Xian’er took it out with a puzzled look, she remembered that her clothes pocket was never packed.

In the next moment, after seeing the things in her hand, Su Xian’er put it back extremely quickly with lightning speed.

After quietly glancing at his brother and finding that he didn’t seem to have found anything, he blushed and gasped slightly.

Surprise, and even some kind of stimulation, made her heart unable to regain calm for a long time.

The Bugatti Veyron is known as a land plane, and at the moment it is a night with fewer vehicles.

So, in less than twenty minutes, she returned to Little Westlake Manor.

She usually lives here and is in charge of this property.

Hilltop villa, after getting out of the car, without even saying hello to her brother, Su Xian’er rushed into the bedroom with an eager face, and then closed the door tightly.

Then there were the curtains, headlights, and even the glimmer of the indicator lights on the router.

Knowing that the whole room was filled with complete darkness, and that there would never be a single glimmer of light again.

Su Xian’er then felt out the boxy thing from her arms, it was a dark red box printed with roses, and the style was very classic.

With a bang, the box was opened.

A light as big as a candle suddenly shone in the dark night.

Shining and shining.

The biggest feature of this ring is that it is set with a special material in the grooves that carry the diamonds.

This material can automatically absorb light during the day, store it as energy, and automatically release it when there is no light.

Even in the dark, it still shines as before.

“Even if you still have a little conscience.”

Su Xian’er said disdainfully, but one hand couldn’t wait to bring the ring to the middle finger of her right hand.

Then holding his right hand, he rolled several times in a row on the extremely cheerful bed.

The giggles didn’t disappear completely until midnight.