The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 62: Hit the Princess in the Face

"I only give birth to children for my husband." Qin Moli still insisted on this statement.

No matter who her future husband is, the child's father will definitely have a name and the child will grow up in an open and honest manner.

"That's not up to you." Song Yizhuo moved closer to her, his breath tickling her eardrums, "Qin Moli, you must give birth to this child."

Qin Moli couldn't help but tremble. He didn't want to argue with him about this matter anymore. "Don't you have to go back to the company to work overtime? Don't talk about these useless things!"

Song Yizhuo let go of her chin and said, "Stay away from Song Jianian!"

"Got it." Qin Moli turned his head and looked out the window.

This person has a mental illness, she won't argue with the patient.

He took her back to the company to work overtime. He was always busy and Qin Moli was also doing his own thing.

In the evening, they returned to the garden villa together.

Wang Lan took their briefcases and handed them the shoes, but she could clearly see that the two men were in a bad mood.

Did they have another fight?

She didn't dare to ask, but was just concerned about whether Qin Moli was hungry.

"Aunt Wang, I'm not hungry. You go and have a rest!" She was so angry today.

When Song Yizhuo heard this, he asked, "Are you satisfied just by looking at Bai Yueguang?"

She usually eats so much, but now she is starving her child?
"Yes! The white moonlight is warm and pleasant, and it feels especially comfortable when it shines on people. Love is enough to satisfy one's hunger. Don't you know that?" Qin Moli mocked him.

After she finished speaking, she went back to her room to take a shower without even looking at him.

This man has a problem. He is displeased with anyone she talks to.

After she finished her bath, Song Yizhuo brought her some milk and asked, "Have you taken your folic acid and calcium tablets?"

She is the only woman who can be served personally by the Third Master Song.

"I've already eaten this morning." Qin Moli took the milk, drank it all in one breath, and threw the cup to him, "Don't bother me while I sleep."

Song Yizhuo: "..." She is the queen and he is like a servant?
He looked at her sleeping face, so peaceful and charming, "You are really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, you don't know the kindness of a good person."

The woman was tired and fell asleep quickly without hearing what he said.

He reached out and pinched her cheek again, "Why didn't I realize you were a bad woman before!"

When Qin Moli got up in the morning, Song Yizhuo had already gone to work.

Wang Lan made her breakfast, which was nutritious and delicious, and watched her take folic acid and calcium tablets.

Song Jianian called her: "Mo Li, I have good news to tell you. Tang Zang said he wants to meet you."

"Ah?" Qin Moli was also excited, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. He really appreciates your piano playing." Song Jianian was also very happy. "Let's have lunch together at noon. Are you free?"

"Yes." Qin Mo left happily.

Jinghai City Hotel.

When Qin Moli went over, Song Jianian and Tang Zang were both waiting for her.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." She got out of the car.

She tied her hair into a bun today, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans. She looked like a girl next door, but also full of youthful vitality.

As she worked every day, she was exploited by Song Yizhuo and became older and older.

I recently took a break and played the piano again, and I feel a lot younger.

"It's okay. I'm very happy that Miss Qin is willing to give me a chance." Tang Zang couldn't hide his love for her when he looked at her.

The three of them went to the private room.

Song Jianian was the host, and he ordered the dishes, Sichuan cuisine for Qin Moli and Cantonese cuisine for Tang Zang. "Mr. Tang, try the signature Cantonese cuisine, it's very good. Moli likes Sichuan cuisine, so I'll order some chili peppers."

Tang Zang looked at Qin Moli tenderly, "Does your family eat Sichuan cuisine?"

"My dad eats it, but my mom doesn't. I follow my dad." Qin Moli said with a smile, "My second brother spoils me and always gives me something delicious."

"Second brother doesn't favor you? Then who should he favor?" Song Jianian's smile reached his eyes.

"Ms. Qin, thank you for saving the situation yesterday. You didn't let the organizers tell us that we had changed players, for fear of causing emotional problems among the audience." Tang Zang put his hands together, "Thank you so much! We have a recording of the live performance. I listened to your piano playing several times last night. The Second Young Master said that you rarely play, but you can play so well. It's rare!"

Song Jianian poured her some tea and said, "Mr. Tang said that if you are willing, he wants to take you as his apprentice."

"Ah?" Qin Moli felt that good luck had finally come to her, "But my mother doesn't allow me to play the piano."

Tang Zang's hand holding the teacup tightened unconsciously, "Why did your mother do this?"

"She didn't say that she would cry when she saw me playing the piano." Qin Moli shook his head.

"Mo Li, this opportunity is so rare. Do you want to learn from Mr. Tang secretly? We won't tell Fourth Aunt." Song Jianian felt that it was too hard for her to work in an investment bank with Song Yizhuo. It would be better to play the piano leisurely.

Tang Zang also comforted her, "If there is a chance in the future, maybe you can help your mother solve her problem by playing the piano, right?"

"That's right." Qin Moli nodded. "I'll call you Master. I'm not feeling well. I'll use tea instead of wine to toast Master."

"Mo Li, we are master and disciple, I hope you can surpass me." Tang Zang raised his glass and drank.

After eating and drinking, Song Jianian left for something.

Qin Moli was playing the piano in the private room. The sound of the piano was melodious, like the gurgling of a stream.

Someone knocked on the door.

They thought it was a waiter, but it turned out to be Wen Xin.

She brought the valuable gift and walked up to Tang Zang, "Mr. Tang, I really like the piano you play. I want to become your disciple. Please accept me, okay?"

Although she came to become a disciple, her tone of voice still carried the arrogance of a royal princess.

It seemed to mean that if you don't accept me, it would be disrespectful to my royal family.

But Tang Zang ignored her. He still closed his eyes and enjoyed Qin Moli's playing.

Qin Moli did not pause either, and continued to play Beethoven's "Moonlight" smoothly.

On the quiet lake, the bright moonlight shines on the world like clear light, and the boat sways gracefully on the water.

Since Qin Moli was playing with her back to the door, Wen Xin couldn't see her face clearly.

However, she was sure in her heart that this woman played the piano very well.

When the moonlight song ended, ripples appeared on the lake surface, which lasted for a long time.

Wen Xin was already getting impatient waiting, it was all over, but he still had his eyes closed.

If she didn't want to play the piano for Song Yizhuo, she wouldn't have come to Tang Zang to become his disciple!
"Mr. Tang, I am the princess of Tao Country..."

"Didn't your parents teach you good manners?" Tang Zang interrupted her when he opened his eyes.

Wen Xin endured it, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you play the piano so beautifully! I also want to be as good as you!"

"Senior sister, please don't yell at me. The most noble Princess Wenxin is not qualified to be the master's apprentice just because you have waited long enough." Qin Moli turned around, smiling.

It is true that music can heal the pain in people's hearts.

She played a few songs today and felt much better.

"You...Qin Moli, why is it you?" Wen Xin couldn't believe what she saw.

How could the talented girl who seemed to be playing the piano under the moonlight just now be Qin Moli?

"In Princess Wenxin's eyes, the lowest commoners are not worthy of playing the piano?" Qin Moli slapped her in the face directly.

(End of this chapter)