his spring breeze

Chapter 259 Old Shen Jingming writes songs, the spring breeze is warm!
Ouyang Dong's eyes flickered, and he said quickly, "I asked the class teacher for it. When you first came, you filled out the personal information form."

"Oh." Jiang Chunhe had no doubts.

Ouyang Dong wanted to visit Jiang Chunhe's house, so Jiang Chunhe took him from the first floor to the fourth floor, introducing each room, including the audio-visual room, living room, piano room, and study.

At the end of the corridor on the third floor, there was a dusty and airtight room with a locked door.

Ouyang Dong was a little puzzled, "Why is this room locked?"

"This is a dance room, but I was injured in a car accident, and my husband won't let me dance."

"..." Ouyang Dong's eyes flashed a strange light.

Jiang Chunhe should like dancing very much!
"Chunhe, I...I..."

"what happened to you?"

After hesitating for a long while, Ouyang Dong finally shook his head and said it was nothing.

When we arrived at Shen Chaosheng's bedroom, Uncle Wang cleaned Shen Chaosheng's bedroom every day, and it was very clean.

There was a black notebook on the table, Ouyang Dong took it over to look at it, but Jiang Chunhe snatched it away.

"Don't tamper with other people's privacy!"

"Ah yes, I'm sorry."

"It's all right." Jiang Chunhe put the notebook back to its original place.

This is the first time Jiang Chunhe has seen this book.

The texture of the cover is excellent.

It would be a lie to say that I am not curious.

But she didn't want to mess with Shen Chaosheng's things when he didn't come back, after all, she had to ask his permission to read them.

"Chunhe, I'm a little thirsty, can you pour me another glass of water?"

"Okay, then you can come out of my husband's room first."

After closing Shen Chaosheng's bedroom, Jiang Chunhe went downstairs to pour water.

Seeing her back disappearing from his sight, Ouyang Dong quickly walked to the study room just now, opened the door and walked in, looking for things on Shen Chaosheng's desk.

Shen Yuting told him that there should be a bidding file in Shen Chaosheng's study.

The word YC is written on it.

This is a bidding case related to the financial lifeline of Shen Group, which is very important to Shen Chaosheng. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous.

found it! ! !
"What are you doing?"

The moment Ouyang Dong rolled up the bidding case and put it in his schoolbag, a gentle and clear voice sounded at the door.

Where the light and shadow met, stood a handsome and desolate young man, wearing a white coat and black trousers, as clean as a middle school student who didn't know much about the world.

"I'm Chunhe's classmate. Chunhe took me to visit her home." Ouyang Dong's voice was calm.

"Oh, that's it. I'm Jiang Jingming, Jiang Chunhe's younger brother."

"Hello, my name is Ouyang Dong."

Two people shake hands.

Jiang Jingming caught sight of Ouyang Dong's left arm, which had a tattoo of a rose.

The blooming red roses are very dazzling.

However, before he could see clearly, Ouyang Dong had already rolled up his sleeves.

Jiang Chunhe also poured water and came back, "Hey? San'er, didn't you go to the supermarket, when did you come back?"

"I just came back." Jiang Jingming smiled softly.

Ouyang Dong's face was always locked on Jiang Jingming.

He didn't know if Jiang Jingming saw the scene of him stealing.

So he dare not act rashly now.

Bright and shadowy, Jiang Jingming put his hands in his pockets casually, and he went downstairs, "I heard that my brother-in-law is coming back today, sister, are you very happy?"

"Cut, why should I be happy?" Jiang Chunhe returned with a little tsundere.

"Chunhe, since I have nothing to do, I'll leave first, see you at school."

"Okay! Goodbye!" Jiang Chunhe went to the door to see Ouyang Dong off without thinking much.

……

Jiang Chunhe waited for Shen Chaosheng all day.

From noon to afternoon, he didn't come back.

Jiang Chunhe had nothing to do with himself, the key point was that Jiang San'er was still cooking, so it was hard for Jiang San'er, but Shen Chaosheng didn't come back, and he didn't call, which made Jiang Chunhe very angry, and went back to his room to sleep early in the afternoon.

Sleeping drowsily, she vaguely felt a warm breath blowing against her ears.

Open your eyes.

The first thing Jiang Chunhe saw was Shen Chaosheng's chin, Zhan Qing's chin, covered with short, inconspicuous stubble.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep holding her.

Hidden by the long black eyelashes, Shen Chaosheng's eyes were surrounded by obvious fatigue and burnout. In a high position, he had to manage so many people and faced pressure from all directions, it must be very tiring.

Jiang Chunhe actually admired those big bosses.

On the surface, it is vigorous and resolute, but in fact it takes a lot of hard work to run the company. Jiang Chunhe heard from Yan Nian before that Jiang Beiyuan used to drink with clients when he was young, and his stomach bleeds. Being constrained by all aspects is not to do whatever you want without a bottom line.

"..." The more he thought about it, the more distressed he felt. Jiang Chunhe raised a hand, gently stroked Shen Chaosheng's long eyebrows, and stroked the little tear mole at the corner of his right eye.

When he moved him like this, he woke up, as if he was having a nightmare, and he was still a little dazed for a while.

Then, he hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Chun'er...Chun'er..."

"I've been waiting for you all day! You didn't come back, I'm a little angry now."

"I'm sorry, the company is delayed by something, can I apologize to you for my husband?"

"How do you want to pay?"

"Can I play the piano for you? I composed the music for you myself."

"Really fake?"

This is the first time Jiang Chunhe knows that Shen Chaosheng can compose music!
"Just listen and watch." Shen Chaosheng smiled and pulled her up from the bed.

He wrote a total of two pieces of music, one is for his mother who is far away in heaven, called "Being Owned".

This second song is for Jiang Chunhe.

It is evening now, and the light of the setting sun shines in through the window lattice and falls on the piano room.

Shen Chaosheng rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt and sat in front of the piano, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, and both hands clasped on the piano.

Accompanied by the soothing prelude, the man's clear and deep voice sounded:
The spring breeze was warm that year, and your face was slightly flushed.

I want to touch but dare not, I only dare to reminisce about the past bit by bit.

The little girl who loves sweets smiles youthfully and brightly.

I can only look at you from a distance, your eyebrows and eyes are the most beautiful poems I have ever read.

Everything is back to the original point.

In the long night, I want to hug you, thinking that it is difficult to sleep.

The wedding ring on the ring finger represents my deep love for you.

……

Just one song.

Jiang Chunhe's eyes were a little moist, and he felt more and more sorry for this man's appearance.

Shen Chaosheng didn't get up, he turned his head slightly, and asked with a smile, "The name of this song is "Spring Breeze". Does Mrs. Shen like it?"

Jiang Chunhe walked over, wrapping his arms around Shen Chaosheng's neck from behind, "I like it very much, I forgive you, husband!"

"The last two words, call me again."

(End of this chapter)