My husband is a wife

Chapter 220 That Man's Thoughts

"It's not like this, Wushuang, you obviously hate Beichen, did he force you again, Wushuang, tell me, I will help you." Zhan Feiyang couldn't accept her indifference towards him, stepped forward, Reaching out to shake her hand.

"Young Master Zhan, please be more serious." Tang Xin saw that Qin Wushuang didn't want to get entangled with him, so she immediately stood up and stood in front of her, blocking him.

"Get the hell out of here." Zhan Feiyang became impatient when he saw her blocking him.

"Mr. Zhan, we are in the past, I hope you don't get entangled any more." Qin Wushuang endured the pain, finished speaking indifferently, then turned around and left without looking back.

"Wushuang, I know this is not your sincere words..." Zhan Feiyang anxiously wanted to catch up, but at this moment, two tall men with expressionless faces stopped in front of him.

But Qin Wushuang took the opportunity to quicken his pace, left the hospital, took a taxi, and headed home.

Sitting beside her, Tang Xin looked at Zhan Feiyang who was chasing him from a distance, and sighed softly, "Young Master Zhan really has a deep affection for Miss."

Qin Wushuang clenched her fists, her heart throbbing with pain: "I now hope that he will be merciless and ungrateful, and stop falling in love again." What she owes him may not be clear in this life, she only hopes now, He can live happily with Yafu.

"I don't think he's someone who gives up so easily." Tang Xin withdrew her eyes.

Qin Wushuang fell silent. In fact, she didn't want to be too heartless, but in order to make him give up, she might have to take this step.

As soon as they returned to the Qin mansion, they saw a group of people whispering and discussing in front of the door from a distance.

Qin Wushuang and Tang Xin looked at each other, then walked up quickly.

"Miss Qin." At this moment, a man in a suit stepped forward quickly and said respectfully and politely to her, "Hi, I'm the manager of the piano shop. We've brought you a piano. Please accept it."

"Giving a piano?" Qin Wushuang was stunned, "Did you make a mistake, I didn't buy a piano."

"Miss, stop joking with me, this is the delivery note." Manager Ren took out the delivery note and handed it to her.

Qin Wushuang took a look, and sure enough, her address and name were on the delivery note. Seeing the vigorous handwriting, her heart skipped a beat. The handwriting...

"Miss Qin, please check and accept it. If there is any dissatisfaction, we will be responsible to the end." Manager Ren greeted him with a smile.

Qin Wushuang followed him. When he lifted the piano cover and looked at the shiny, luxurious and expensive piano, he was shocked. This piano was very valuable at first glance.

"It's a beautiful piano." Although everyone doesn't know the temperament very well, they also know what quality is.

"Manager Ren, this piano is too expensive, can I return it..." Qin Wushuang looked at the extraordinary value of the piano, and immediately thought of quitting. The piano is conservatively estimated to be at least 50 yuan. What exactly does that man want?
"Miss Qin, this piano is a private order and cannot be returned. If you are not satisfied with anything, we will modify it." Manager Ren was a little nervous.

Customized?

Qin Wushuang immediately looked at the delivery note carefully, only to find that the date of the order was actually the day she signed up for the competition.

It turned out that at that time, he had already planned to give her a piano.

That man's mind is really incomprehensible.

(End of this chapter)