The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 372

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"Mrs. Mo, our Miss Anya is currently the highest-scoring gold-medal lady in the clubhouse. She sends emails to pursue her, and there are almost a thousand men who ask to meet every day."

The clubhouse has the computer data of celebrities, as long as they are single, they can register in the spouse selection column, and the clubhouse will enter the information into the marriage and love website, and almost all the men who come here to choose are rich and famous.

Although Wu Qiong knew that there was this service in the clubhouse, she never asked Mo Yiting to sign up.

"Oh, I believe it." Wu Qiong nodded, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

Lin Anya obediently stepped forward to support Wu Qiong, and said sweetly: "Auntie, would you like me to play a song for you to listen to?"

"Okay, okay!" Wu Qiong replied with a smile.

There were a few celebrities sitting in the gazebo. They were all Lin Anya's good friends and girlfriends. After so many years, the girlfriends were clear about Lin Anya's little thoughts. When they saw Wu Qiong coming up, they quickly gave up their seats.

Mrs. Yang saw Lin Anya started playing the piano, so she walked out of the pavilion. Wei Xianghong waved to her, and the two of them fled into the clubhouse.

"You mean, Wu Qiong likes Lin Anya?" Wei Xianghong asked in surprise after hearing Mrs. Yang's words.

"Yeah, didn't I tell you last time?"

"But you said, this matter is yellow."

"It's yellow, because Mo Ertao also has a woman and doesn't listen to Wu Qiong's words, but Lin Anya must let me get acquainted so that she can get to know Wu Qiong."

Wei Xianghong frowned, "Is this interesting? Both of her sons have women."

"I don't know about that." Mrs. Yang smiled lightly and wanted to leave.

Wei Xiang rolled his red eyes, held her back, and said to her: "After Wu Qiong has finished listening, you specially asked the famous lady who can play the piano to compete with Lin Anya again. Why don't you just have a party and join in the fun? Whoever does it will go, let everyone What a pleasure."

"Your Yingying is OK?"

"Well, she has learned."

"Okay." Mrs. Yang listened.

"Wait." Wei Xianghong took her arm again and whispered a few words in her ear. Madam Yang's eyes froze when she heard it, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

Wei Xianghong smiled with an unclear meaning, and said louder: "Listen to me, it's a rare gathering, everyone gathers to have a happy chat, and there won't be any unpleasantness."

"Ok."

As soon as the two women's footsteps left, a slender figure flashed around a corner. She was none other than Ling Kexin.

A pregnant woman urinates a lot. She just accompanied Ren Fei to the bathroom, and she heard the conversation between Wei Xianghong and Mrs. Yang while standing outside.

She was not at all interested in the previous words, but she was very curious about the whispers behind, but she didn't hear them!Watching the back of the two of them leaving, she glanced back at the bathroom and smiled slightly.

"Hey, you played really well!" Lin Anya's piano sound quickly attracted many celebrities, and Mo Yiting also came over. She walked to her mother, leaned on her shoulder, and smiled softly.

Wu Qiong patted the back of her hand, looking at Lin Anya with admiration in her smiling eyes... What an elegant girl, long hair, white face, big eyes, high nose bridge, small cherry lips, pointed chin, like It was the face of some movie star.

"Miss Lin is so beautiful, she looks like Bingbing." Someone said.

"Yes, she is the most beautiful here. Some people on the Internet say that she is the goddess in men's hearts, and she has a good family background."

"She has high requirements for men, and she has high eyesight." A celebrity who knew her came up to her, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

"If someone wants to have a figure and a face, he must be tall."

"That's true."

Inside and outside the gazebo, some proud wives and socialites, with a hint of envy and jealousy hidden in their hearts, gathered in twos and threes to chat about that beautiful woman.

"Hey! Kexin, did you see that? Your mother-in-law and sister-in-law are listening to music in the pavilion." Ren Fei nudged Ling Kexin with her elbow.

A melodious song "Long Lovesickness" floated into Ling Kexin's ears with a touch of sadness. Ling Kexin followed the prestige and saw the beautiful woman sitting in the pavilion.

She was wearing a long white dress, with long black hair, hanging her head, plucking her hands on the strings, her figure swaying slightly, and she seemed to be playing very attentively.

From a distance, she looks like a beautiful fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world. She is all white and her long hair is flowing in the wind, reflecting her face perfectly.

so beautiful!

"She is the daughter of the president of the Radio and Television Group. She just came back from Australia last month. She is a doctor." Ren Fei said.

oh!It was her that Wei Xianghong and Mrs. Yang were discussing just now.

"Don't tell me, I thought Mrs. Yang hired a movie star." Ling Kexin smiled.

"Hehe, is there a possibility of plastic surgery?" Ren Fei frowned, stroking her stomach with one hand, "I remember when she was in junior high school, she was not so beautiful. At that time, she was in the third year of junior high school, and I was in the first year of junior high school."

"People change."

"But people can also have plastic surgery. Nowadays, how many women can take the face of whichever movie star they like? When boarding the security check on the plane, the staff look at the ID card differently, and there are many jokes." Ren Fei Cover your mouth and laugh.

"Everyone be quiet!"

After playing a song, Mrs. Yang went up to the gazebo, waved to the ladies and ladies below, and said, "Everyone is happy at the party today, who wants to come up to perform? All the ladies at the party come up and play a song. Let's have a good time." , there is still more than an hour before lunch time, beauties, come up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Yingying held up the red dress and put it on. The chestnut hair, paired with a red tube top skirt, and a milky white ribbon draped over her shoulders, with heavy makeup, looked really dazzling from a distance.

"Hehe, the turkey is on stage." Ren Fei couldn't help laughing again.

With a smile on Ling Kexin's lips, she shifted her gaze to Wu Qiong in the pavilion. She seemed to see that Qiao Yingying was a little uncomfortable and wanted to stand up and walk, but was held down by Mo Yiting.

Qiao Yingying bowed slightly to Wu Qiong and smiled, "Auntie, I dedicate this song to you."

Wu Qiong pulled the corners of her lips, smiled unnaturally, and nodded politely.

Lin Anya had already figured out the situation of the Mo brothers. She knew Qiao Yingying very well. However, the man Qiao Yingying fell in love with did not conflict with her. She sat next to Wu Qiong and brought over a bunch of grapes.

"Auntie, you eat." She handed it to Wu Qiong, who took off two with a smile.

Seeing that she looked at her with liking in her eyes, Lin Anya was overjoyed.

Mo Yiting curled her lips and turned to Qiao Yingying. Qiao Yingying had already started to play, but it might be too jerky, and the fingering pharaoh was not sure. After trying the sound, she said embarrassingly: "Start now."

She played the most common piece "High Mountain and Flowing Water". Ling Kexin was very familiar with these pieces. Although she seldom played it after having a child, there was still a guzheng given by her father in the piano room of the villa.

Sometimes when the mood comes, she will let the two children sit in the piano room as her little audience. After Mo Erye came back, she has not played for him alone. Maybe that school party left an impression on her too deep.

In the past five years, she has not been on a big stage, and few people can remember that she can play the guzheng.

"Kexin, look at her playing, it's completely out of tune." Ren Fei started touching Ling Kexin's waist again, laughing again.

Ling Kexin looked at her sideways, "Yifei, after I found out that you were pregnant, you have been laughing all day long, whether it's happy or laughing at others."

"My man made me laugh more, saying that when the child is born, he will smile at him." Ren Fei said solemnly.

Ling Kexin was amused by her, "Listen to you, my Zihao seldom smiles, is it because I don't laugh when I'm pregnant with him?"

"There must be a reason. Those two little ones in your family never laughed every day when they were young. Zihao hasn't changed at all. I thought... It's also after Mo Erye returned to Jiangbin that he became fond of laughing and talking."

After hearing this, Ling Kexin was thoughtful. Although she didn't agree with Ren Fei's opinion, she felt that smiling is better than not smiling. Pregnancy means having a good mood, which is good for both the pregnant woman and the baby.

"Well, you're right, I'll be with you in the future, and I'll let you smile as much as possible." Is it flattery to a friend?

"Okay, you can make me happy now." Ren Fei seized the opportunity, "You must make my baby happy."

"doing what?"

"Go up and play a piece and I'll listen to it. If you want to be happy, I'll listen to the two of them. Although I laugh, I feel uncomfortable. If I don't smile, why is the baby smiling?" Ren Fei pouted, as if those few The first piece made her feel aggrieved.

"No, not here, you have to listen, come every day on weekends, I'll play and you listen."

"Ah!" Ren Fei grabbed her and pulled her up on the gazebo without any explanation, yelling while pulling, "Let's go, let the school belle from back then play a song!"

With this shout, everyone's eyes turned to them. Ling Kexin wanted to break off Ren Fei's hand, but her eyes suddenly met Wei Xianghong's contemptuous gaze, and her hand dropped.

"Hehe," Mo Yiting laughed and waved at them, "Come up, come up!"

"Tingting!" Wu Qiong had stood up, she interrupted her severely, "What's your name?"

"Mom, you haven't heard Ling Kexin play the guzheng before. She is very good. I heard her play it in the college. It's really good! My brother was fascinated by her just like that."

Mo Yiting's elbows can be turned inward now, Qiao Yingying is pretentious, and the tune is out of tune a few times, she is obviously trying to provoke herself, meaning that she can play, can you, Mo Yiting?

Mo Yiting can't, but she can play the piano.

As for Lin Anya, she couldn't understand it. It should be said that both the men of the Mo family had a woman they liked, so she had no chance?But why when he was playing the piano, his eyes went straight to his mother's face, and he smiled very sweetly and flatteringly on purpose.

Now, she sits beside her mother and keeps stuffing fruit into her hands, as if she were a daughter or a wife.

Do not know do not know!Let's be more honest, I don't know how to play, but my sister-in-law can play, isn't it just to save face for the Mo family?

"Nonsense!" No idea, Wu Qiong didn't want Ling Kexin to approach her at all, and dragged Mo Yiting to get out of the gazebo.

"Yo!" Wei Xianghong came up, looking at Wu Qiong with a slight smile, "Mrs. Mo, the ladies are all here to play, so don't spoil Yifei's interest, by the way, Tingting, won't you?" ?”

Qiao Zhenzhong flashed before Mo Yiting's eyes. Although Wei Xianghong has always treated their mother and daughter very well and politely, as if nothing had happened before, no matter how she sees it, Wei Xianghong wants to let her Mother made a fool of herself.

"Auntie, I don't know how to play guzheng. It's because I don't listen to my mother. I must learn the piano. If you want to hear it, you can listen to me playing the piano someday." Mo Yiting said it neither salty nor weak, and she also smiled.

"Oh? That's very good." Wei Xianghong didn't look embarrassed at all. Her daughter played it so well that people laughed, but she was still complacent. "Everyone in your family knows how to play, and your mother can play too. It's very good in the academy, so no one in your Mo family can play the guzheng?"

"Mrs. Qiao, our Mo family..." Wu Qiong was about to speak, but when she saw Ling Kexin stepping up the steps, she immediately trembled in her heart, her face looked panic-stricken, and she grabbed Mo Yiting's hand tightly.

"Hey! Isn't this the youngest mistress of the Mo family? Mrs. Mo, you can let your daughter-in-law play. Yifei said just now..." Wei Xianghong was still smiling, seemingly in high spirits.

As soon as she mentioned it, some noble ladies around her hurriedly agreed, "Yes, yes, Mrs. Mo, just ask your eldest daughter-in-law to play a song for us to listen to."

"Hehe," someone lowered his voice and sneered lightly, "Isn't it also playing badly?"

"It's possible, otherwise, Mrs. Mo's face wouldn't be so pale. You can see that she is so nervous that she is about to sweat. This eldest daughter-in-law is a poor girl, so she has no skills." Another woman covered her mouth with her hand, Also interjected with sarcasm.

Standing high, Wu Qiong didn't hear it, but Ling Kexin did.

"If the ladies are interested, I, Ling Kexin, would be more respectful than obedient!" She let go of Ren Fei's hand, lifted her skirt and gracefully walked to the guzheng.

Qiao Yingying glared at her angrily, then stood up resentfully, she really didn't understand why her mother would support Ling Kexin to come and play, she had heard Mo Ertao said that she would.

Ling Kexin didn't sit down directly, she first took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag, shook it out and wiped the stool, she seemed dissatisfied after wiping it, she smiled and asked Madam Yang to change it.

This move of hers immediately left everyone present dumbfounded.

The expressions on the faces of Wei Xianghong's mother and daughter were like a revolving lantern, turning white and then red, and turning blue when red, but they dared not speak out, their faces convulsed as if they had suffered a stroke.