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Chanel leaned against the coffee table, sat on the beige carpet with her knees curled up, staring blankly at the TV.

She would change the channel after the broadcast was over, as long as it was broadcasting news about Muxi City, she would never let it go...

The little servant stared blankly, it turned out that the young mistress was still a loyal fan of Mu Xicheng.

"Master...you are back."

Su Shijie walked into the room, and seeing Chanel sitting there obediently, he was in a good mood.

If she doesn't cause him any trouble, he will be more at ease.

"Sitting so close to watch TV, aren't you afraid that your eyes will be damaged?"

The man's deep voice sounded above her head.

Chanel seemed to be awakened suddenly from a dream, and she withdrew from the memories of the past, grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV.

Su Shijie reached out and stroked her head: "So obedient? I just told you to pay attention to rest your eyes, and I didn't say that you are not allowed to watch TV."

Chanel frowned, she didn't want Su Shijie to discover her abnormality...

In particular, she didn't want any outsiders to know about her relationship with Mu Xicheng.

Chanel took off his hand, put down the remote control and went to the bay window to tidy up her violin.

Su Shijie followed and picked up a few pieces of paper: "Are you interested in composing lyrics?"

Chanel unceremoniously took back her manuscript, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

"Why did you throw it away?"

"..."

"Not satisfied?"

Chanel was annoyed that he kept annoying her as soon as he got home, it was really noisy.

Su Shijie picked it up again from the wastebasket, and spread out the crumpled paper...

Chanel stretched out her hand to snatch it, but Su Shijie raised her hand first to avoid it: "Since it's something you threw away, it doesn't belong to you anymore. I pick it up and it's mine."

"...You!" Chanel frowned and stared at him, "So you like to pick up garbage that others don't want."

"That depends on who threw it... Your things are not considered garbage."

Forget it, let him do whatever he wants.

Chanel picked up the handkerchief, wiped the violin carefully and put it into the case.

Su Shijie sat casually on the window sill, crossed his legs, tapped his fingers one by one, and watched the piece she composed...

Although it is only fragmentary one by one, the artistic conception is good.

"You are very talented, but the thoughts in the song are too capricious and need some professional guidance."

Chanel sneered, "Do you have any professional guidance for me?"

"There's a party tomorrow night."

"...?"

"Many well-known songwriters and violin musicians will be there." Su Shijie folded the papers, "You are bored at home, I will take you to the banquet tomorrow night and introduce you to each other."

After Su Shijie married Xia Xiner, he never took her to appear in public.

He even said that no one outside knew that he was married...even his best friend had never met her.

Su Shijie's previous concept was that women just stand behind men and take care of their husbands and children at home, and there is no need to go out to show their faces.

"Xie Su always loves me, but I'm not interested."

"Don't refuse."

"..."

"Xin'er, you know what it means to be able to stand by my side and attend the banquet with me." Su Shijie's eyes became quite deep.

Chanel was silent, of course she knew.

In the past, Xin'er had no status in the Su family, and she was almost kicked out just because she couldn't have children...

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