Marrying into her Family

"Just call me my full name." Lin QingHan's attitude towards Song Tao is a little cold, just because yesterday, Song Tao kept encouraging Lin QingHan to drink, and also put forward some ambiguous wine games. If it wasn't for Lin QingHan's long experience in shopping malls, he also participated in many banquets, so he couldn't think of a way to refuse.

Last night, Lin QingHan clearly told Song Tao that she was married, but Song Tao still didn't step back. After three rounds of drinking, he confessed to Lin QingHan in front of many old classmates, which made Lin QingHan extremely embarrassed.

"QingHan, I'm an old classmate now. What's the matter with seeing the outside world?" Song Tao ignores Lin QingHan's words and goes directly to Lin QingHan. He reaches out and grabs Lin QingHan's wrist.

Avoiding the step of Lin QingHan.

"Song Tao, respect yourself, Milan, let's go!" Lin QingHan stares at Song Tao angrily, pulls Milan up and goes to the music hall.

Song Tao looks at Lin QingHan's beautiful back. His eyes are full of aggression. He arranges his wine red suit a little, and a playful smile hangs on his face. "Bitch, I think you can be arrogant until you ask me one day!"

Inspection organization of Yinzhou city.

Zhang Xuan swaggered out of the gate of the inspection organization in Han Wenwen's eyes, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was 10 a.m.

All of a sudden, Zhang Xuan's heart "clattered".

"It's over! I'm going to the concert today! Miserable, miserable Zhang Xuan has been calm and self-confident look suddenly become flustered up, even in the face of countless attacks, he can walk leisurely, as if he was in great trouble at the moment.

Zhang Xuan made a phone call and asked someone to check the time of the concert. He was relieved to learn that the concert ended at 1:30 noon.

"It looks like there's still time, but we have to think of a remedy." Zhang Xuan looked at the direction of the city and slowly breathed out a breath.

At 12 o'clock at noon, there are two traffic inspectors in work clothes standing every 50 meters in the streets around Yinzhou music hall. The parking lot of the music hall is full of luxury cars. Most of the license plate numbers are from other provinces. For pajiv's concert, many people have to come thousands of miles.

From time to time, two young girls are chatting with each other in front of the door of Aston music hall.

A suit of Zhang Xuan sweating appeared in front of the music hall, saw the handsome young man, waved to him.

A second ago, the young man who was smiling at two girls immediately became serious when he saw Zhang Xuan. He ignored the two girls and ran to Zhang Xuan quickly. "Brother Xuan, you're here."

"Where's pajiv?" Zhang Xuan asked directly.

Zhang Xuan's words, to be heard by others, will be greatly surprised, who mentioned pajifu three words, will not be full of respect, followed by the word master, you can hear Zhang Xuan's tone, like a speaker asking himself where the students are.

"I've been waiting in it for a long time. Originally, he was going to play 13 pieces in this concert. When he knew you were coming, he ran to the door. Now he played four pieces. Brother Xuan, are you going to perform in such formal clothes today?" The handsome youth doubts a way.

"Well." Zhang Xuan nodded.

There are 3778 seats in Yinzhou music hall. At this time, it is full of people. Although master pajiv only played four pieces in two hours, it still makes people feel that his visit is worthwhile.

Lin QingHan and Milan are sitting in the third row. The dim light on the stage is full of a trace of day, which makes people intoxicated.

Elegant music.

Milan's face with intoxication, "QingHan, do you still remember that when we were in the senior college, we were lying on the lawn, talking about our future wishes?"

"Of course I do." Lin QingHan nodded gently, looking back in his eyes, "at that time, you and I all like music. I said, I look forward to one day when my favorite person can play a song for me in the concert."

Lin QingHan said at this time, the eyes and micro can not be traced to reveal a trace of loss.

Think about the wishes of those years, and then think about yourself. Now, it's out of reach.

Milan laughed, "we were very naive in those days."

"Yes, it's naive." Lin QingHan's pretty face showed a self mocking smile, "but the wish is really beautiful. Now we don't have time to fantasize about it. It's very rare for us to listen to the master's performance occasionally."

The two girls are talking in a low voice. Suddenly, a spotlight falls from the top of the stage and shines on Lin QingHan. In the dim audience, Lin QingHan is the only one bathing in the white light. At this moment, Lin QingHan seems to be the leading role of the whole audience.

In the surround sound of the music hall, the host's loud voice also sounded at the right time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today, we have received a special request. There is a gentleman who wants to confess to his beloved woman at today's concert, and master yerazi, a disciple of master pajiv, will present a song!"As soon as the host's voice fell, a beautiful piano accompaniment sounded in the music hall.

And all people's eyes are also focused on Lin QingHan's body.

The music is elegant, like flowing water, flowing slowly. A sound of violin rings out, and the sound is lingering. It seems that at this moment, people are brought into the artistic conception of a small bridge and flowing water.

There is a village, isolated from the world, with a spring flowing in front of the village. At dusk and sunset, smoke curls up.

The keys Ding down, like rain, into the stream, people feel kind, soft.

The spotlight on the stage moves slowly, and steady footsteps sound. At this moment, everyone's eyes in the concert hall follow the spotlight. Song Tao, a handsome man in a suit, with a bunch of flowers in his hand, a soft smile on his face and deep feelings in his eyes, walks towards Lin QingHan under the spotlight.

In the concert hall, many young women show envious expression on their faces. Song Tao is like a prince charming. Under the attention of all people, in the soft music, they express their love to his beloved. They also hope that their boyfriend can be so romantic.

Lin QingHan was just wondering what was going on. As soon as he saw Song Tao, he immediately realized that he was disgusted. He grabbed Milan beside him and got up from his seat.

"Let's go!"