The man looked at her quietly for a long time, then carefully picked her up and carried her to the bed and put her down.
Yu Guiwan showed no signs of waking up when he got close.
It could be seen that she slept peacefully.
Jiang Yuhuai didn't leave either. He just sat by the bed and guarded her for a long time.
…
at the same time.
the other side.
After leaving Tanyuan, Mr. Jiang didn't look very good.
The old housekeeper didn't dare to disturb him.
The vehicle returned to the old house.
Those directors have long since left.
However, there was always someone waiting in the living room.
When Jiang Yaoan heard the footsteps, he didn't even raise his head and kept looking at the tablet.
"How's it going? Has Jiang Yuhuai's illegitimate son agreed to go back to Jiang's family?"
The old housekeeper glanced at Mr. Jiang subconsciously.
Mr. Jiang held his crutch tightly, walked over and looked at him.
"Do you have to force him to leave the Jiang family and the Jiang family before you are willing to stop?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yaoan raised his head as if he had heard some joke, "Dad, the one who forced him to leave was not me, but you."
He turned off the tablet, stood up, looked at Mr. Jiang in front of him, and spoke in a threatening tone.
"If you hadn't forced my mother to death in order to put the woman in the backyard in power, nothing like what happened today would have happened."
Mr. Jiang looked pale, a little tired and helpless.
He didn't speak.
Jiang Yao'an naturally thought that he was acquiescing, and smiled sarcastically, "I don't understand, for a heartless and unjust person like you, how could my mother love you until she dies?"
"But I'm quite satisfied with your retribution."
"Can't you think of it? Jiang Canghai, you are destined to be unable to love in this life, your wife and children are separated, and everyone is betrayed and separated from your relatives."
After saying this, Jiang Yaoan raised his feet and left.
He didn't even look at Mr. Jiang again.
The old housekeeper looked at him worriedly, "Old man."
Mr. Jiang raised his hand, "I'm fine. You go down first. I want to be alone for a while."
The old housekeeper hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Mr. Jiang stood at the door of the living room, looking at the old house, wondering what he was thinking.
…
The next day.
Yu Guiwan was woken up by the phone call.
She reached out drowsily and looked for her phone next to the pillow.
As a result, someone helped her find it the next second.
A low, hoarse male voice sounded in my ears.
"Do you want to answer the call from Teacher Ling?"
Yu Guiwan slept too well last night, and his brain was still a little confused. He couldn't react for a while and was speechless.
Then the call came through.
The next second, Ling Feiyan's shocked and excited voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
"Old...old teacher, did you invite Master Mu Ze?"
It was obvious that the voice was shaking with excitement.
Yu Guiwan's brain was still a little awake, but suddenly he woke up in an instant.
She opened her eyes quickly, and then met the man's deep eyes.
The two of them were silent in a strange and tacit understanding.
Until Ling Feiyan's voice sounded again.
"Teacher, are you listening?"
Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her.
Yu Guiwan suddenly felt a little pain in his head and pressed his head, "Okay, you can shut up now."
Ling Feiyan, who was still excited, suddenly heard these words, "...?"
Then she mercilessly pressed the phone.
She also threw her mobile phone on the quilt.
A look of despair.
Who understands?
Jiang Yuhuai was wearing a black nightgown, with the collar slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbones.
The black color makes him look particularly cold and evil, and his skin tone is also much fairer.
Yu Guiwan silently pulled the quilt up and covered his head.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at her, obviously giving up, with a faint smile flashing in his eyes.
Thinking again of Ling Feiyan's name on the phone just now.
Something seemed to clear the fog from his eyes.
Why is it that every time he goes to the piano room, Ling Feiyan always stands while she sits.
He didn't think much about it before. Most piano teachers are used to standing up to teach.
Why did he feel vaguely familiar with the special marks of the notes he saw in the piano room.
And last time, Ling Feiyan would rather not shoot the MV and offend Yun Shasha, but also want to protect Yu Guiwan's appearance.
so……
Jiang Yuhuai raised his hand and gently pulled the quilt, but unexpectedly it didn't pull it away.
His voice was mixed with the hoarseness and magnetism of someone who had just woken up.
"Luoluo? Or, Susu?"
Yu Guiwan: "..."
Okay, destroy it.
Jiang Yuhuai couldn't help but smile and hummed, "It seems that I was too sentimental before."
When Yu Guiwan heard this, he was silent for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt and looked at him expressionlessly.
She said nothing.
But she had an expression on her face that looked like you're just being sentimental or something.
Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyebrows slightly, "I was originally worried that you might not be able to learn something if you missed class, so I specially taught you how to play the piano, but..."
He sighed, "I didn't expect that my Wanwan would be the famous Master Luosu."
Yu Guiwan: "..."
She was silent for a moment, "...I rejected you."
It was he who insisted on letting her study.
Isn't this what music is the least likely to annoy her?
As a result, he directly invited all her apprentices.
She also asked her students to teach her music.
What can she do?
No one asked her whether she was desperate.
Jiang Yuhuai paused, as if this was the case.
He hummed, "Then you can make it up to me?"
Yu Guiwan was impatient, "Jiang Yuhuai, don't push yourself too far."
The man looked stunned.
The girl lifted the quilt, sat up, and looked at him with no expression on her face.
"You took advantage of me to take a bath last night while I was asleep and then came back to sleep in my bed. I didn't say anything to you."
Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyes slightly, with an innocent expression, "How do you know?"
Yu Guiwan showed no expression, "Pull up your collar, and... can you let go of your hands?"
The man paused for half a second and silently took back his hand on her waist.
The warmth of her body still lingered on his arms.
He lowered his eyes and slowly straightened the messy clothes.
"Isn't it working this time?"
Don't you mean you are greedy for his beauty?
Yu Guiwan: "..."
She closed her eyes and ignored him.
The girl got out of bed and walked directly to the bathroom.
Jiang Yuhuai also followed.
"Wanwan, you can't touch the water with your hands. Do you want me to help you?"
The door hasn't entered yet.
"boom--"
The man paused and stopped in time,
Yu Guiwan's slightly irritable voice sounded from inside.
"Jiang Yuhuai, how can you help me? Use your pig's trotters?"
