Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 157 Hate Is Protection (2)
Anyone who has been in contact with the piano will know this piece of music. Sheng Mingzhan stroked his chin with one hand, and looked at her with deep eyes. She lowered her head slightly, and her eyes were focused and peaceful. Unconsciously follow her to settle down.

In the music she played, there was a hint of sadness, as if with the fluctuation of her fingertips, a hand was reaching into the depths of his heart, and it was fluctuating the softest part of his heart.

Playing this piece tonight is not a show of skill.Mu Liang just felt that Ying Jing was in line with her current mood.After playing a piece, she withdrew her fingertips, and sure enough, she felt that a certain suppressed emotion in her heart had quietly gone away.

For her, this piano definitely belongs to the healing department.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Seeing that the person sitting on the sofa did not move, Mu Liang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

Sheng Mingzhan withdrew his breath, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said the same way: "I didn't lie to you."

"Uh..." Mu Liang was surprised, and shut up resentfully.She tried the violin just now, and it was really... very good.

Well, she guessed wrong this time!
"You can also play the piano?" Mu Hao asked him curiously.

The man shook his head, and said truthfully: "I don't know much about it, I just like to practice and play."

"That's it." Mu Liang picked up the leather bag, glanced at the piano store, and found that the clerk seemed to know Sheng Mingzhan, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you repairing the piano here?"

"I know the owner of this piano shop." Sheng Mingzhan stood up with his hands in his pockets.

Mu Liang suddenly realized that he knew the boss, no wonder he was able to come and go here freely.She looked around again, but did not see Grandpa Song.

Presumably he couldn't come tonight due to business, since the person she wanted to see wasn't there, it didn't make sense for her to stay here any longer.

Mu Liang picked up the purse and started to leave, "I'm leaving."

"Wait--" Sheng Mingzhan couldn't help calling the person who was going forward.

"What's the matter?" Mu Liang turned around and asked him.

Sheng Mingzhan was stunned for a while, as if he couldn't find an excuse.A clerk came over here and said with a smile, "Mr. Sheng, your dinner is ready."

"Okay." Sheng Mingzhan thanked him, raised his head and asked the person opposite, "Are you hungry?"

Mu Liang frowned, a little surprised, why is there still food here?

After a while, there is a quiet teahouse behind the piano store.Mu Liang stared at the steaming claypot rice in front of him, and said in surprise, "Isn't it? The boss also prepared dinner for you?"

Sheng Mingzhan picked up the spoon and stirred the rice and meat together.As he flipped the spoon, the tangy aroma filled the surroundings, "The chef here is doing this. Every time I come to repair the piano, is it still free?"

"Then you are here to eat?" Mu Liang joked after hearing the doorway.

Sheng Ming Zhanjun's face darkened, he glared at her, and said in an unhappy tone, "You understand!"

He took out a small bowl of mixed rice and handed it to the person opposite, saying: "Eat."

Staring at the fragrant claypot rice in front of him, Mu Liang struggled extremely.She remembered the last time Fu Jinchen cleaned her up because she was having dinner with others, and her heart shrank.

But the bowl of rice in front of him was so tempting that the aroma could be smelled across several streets.If she doesn't eat, she feels too sorry for herself.

After struggling for a long time, Mu Liang kept comforting herself, anyway, this is not considered a dinner treat, there are people around, let alone alone, so she can eat!

Mu Liang smiled happily, immediately picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it in his mouth.The rice was so hot that she almost burned it, so she held it to her mouth and kept blowing it to cool it.Long-grain basmati rice, mixed with secret sausage, steamed at high temperature, the rice is fully integrated with the aroma of sausage.

"Is it delicious?" Sheng Mingzhan tasted it and asked the person opposite with a smile.

Mu Liang kept nodding and gave a thumbs up, "It's so delicious."

Sheng Mingzhan curled his thin lips slightly, and said, "Well, the cook in their family is originally from Cantonese. He has been cooking claypot rice for decades, and his skills are superb."

"You know him very well." Mu Liang chatted up while eating, "Are you familiar with the owner of this store?"

Hearing her question, Sheng Mingzhan smiled, "Very familiar."

He glanced around, suddenly noticed something, and asked, "You also know the owner of this store?"

"I don't know!" Mu Liang chewed quickly.

"I don't know you can play the piano?"

Mu Liang ate the food in his small bowl, and frowned dissatisfied, "I only know one old master, and he also works in this piano shop, but grandpa is so powerful that even the boss dare not take care of him."

Sheng Mingzhan's eyes flickered, and he asked her, "Which grandpa?"

"Grandpa Song," Mu Liang replied seriously, with a gentle look in his eyes, "Grandpa is a good person, and he treats me well. By the way, since you are also here to practice the piano, do you know Grandpa Song?"

"Grandpa Song?"

The corners of Sheng Mingzhan's mouth twitched, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly.There is no such thing as Grandpa Song who repairs the piano in this piano shop. If there is one, the boss, Grandpa Song.

This silly girl!Be cheated!
Thinking of Song Rufeng's childish playfulness, Sheng Mingzhan probably understood.In fact, when they first met, he didn't know Song Rufeng's true identity. It was only later when he met in Minghai City that he realized that this funny old man he met on the plane turned out to be the person in charge of the Song family.

"Why, you also know Grandpa Song?" Mu Liang stared at him and asked.

Sheng Mingzhan adjusted his expression, not wanting to reveal, "I know."

Mu Liang evoked a smile, proudly said: "Grandpa is very good."

Sheng Mingzhan echoed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was unconsciously gentle.

For a while, Mu Liang stared at the bowl of rice in front of him, and asked, "I don't think you've eaten, you must be not hungry." Before Sheng Mingzhan could answer, she had already brought the rice over, "Then I'll You are welcome!"

"Hey--"

Sheng Mingzhan was annoyed, and when he reached out to grab it, Mu Liang had already ate it with a spoon.

"Mu Liang!"

Sheng Mingzhan lowered his face, the corners of his mouth tightened, "That's my meal."

"Who said it was yours?" Mu Liang blinked innocently, "Anyway, if you call it, it won't answer you."

Hearing this, the corners of Sheng Mingzhan's eyes sank, and the expression on his handsome face was gloomy.Stealing his meal, dare to say sarcastic remarks? !
Seeing that he was angry, Mu Liang pushed his job to him again and said, "Okay, then I'll give it back to you."

Something flashed in her eyes, she deliberately raised the spoon in her hand, and moved it in front of his eyes, "But I've already eaten this meal, do you really want to eat it?"

"..."

Sheng Mingzhan stared at the delicious claypot rice, then looked at the spoon in her hand, finally looked away with a look of disgust, pushed the rice back to her, and gritted his teeth: "Mu Liang, you're cruel!"

"This is something you don't eat yourself." Mu Liang didn't show any politeness, took the rice bowl, and started to eat sullenly.Such a delicious meal, what a pity not to eat it!

(End of this chapter)