Old love and new love: The president loves his wife too much

Chapter 210

Song Qingyan arranged for the second concert to be held fifteen days later. During this period, Qiu Chuan worked hard, and An Shaoxuan was not idle. He specially paid for them to hire famous songwriters and wrote more than 30 backup songs. song.

The sky in late autumn is a little dark. In the living room of a small apartment, Song Qingyan is sitting in front of the piano, his slender fingertips are dancing happily on the white keys, and the clever notes are graceful and melodious. Qiuchuan is standing beside him, standing upright with a serious expression , she is practicing hard with the lyrics in her hand.

There were a few intonation problems in the middle, but fortunately, the songwriter and Song Qingyan corrected them. An Shaoxuan sat quietly by the side, just watching without disturbing.

I don't know how many times I repeated it, until Qiu Chuan's throat became a little hoarse, everyone decided to take a break.

After clearing his throat with two dry coughs, Qiu Chuan bent down and put down the lyrics book. When he looked up again, a hand holding a glass appeared in front of him. Moving his gaze up the arm, she bumped into An Shaoxuan's smiling face .

There was warmth in the palm of her hand. Qiu Chuan held the cup with both hands. She looked at An Shaoxuan, with traces of softness flowing from her eyes. She opened her mouth, but before she could make a sound, her lips were gently pressed.

"Don't say thank you." An Shaoxuan said seriously. After receiving Qiu Chuan's nod of agreement, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction, put his arms around her shoulders, and led her towards the sofa.

Sitting next to An Shaoxuan, Qiu Chuan lowered his eyes and brought the cup to his lips. He took a mouthful of warm liquid and instantly moistened her dry throat. Then, a throat lozenge was stuffed into her palm.

In the past few days, every time she finished singing, An Shaoxuan would let her suck a throat lozenge, saying that it was to protect her throat, because she knew that these things were very important, so Qiu Chuan obediently ate them.

I really want to say thank you, not for anything else, just want to express my gratitude, but An Shaoxuan disagrees, so she is trying to change this habit.

"Take a break in the afternoon." An Shaoxuan spoke again after he supervised her to swallow the throat lozenges.

"No way, the day after tomorrow is the concert." Qiu Chuan put down the water glass and looked at him seriously: "I still have to hurry up and practice."

Junmei raised his eyebrows, An Shaoxuan turned his head to look at Song Qingyan, who nodded knowingly with a smile: "I think it's ok, she just sang the last song, and she has mastered it very well before."

Hearing this, joy flashed across An Shaoxuan's eyes, and before Qiu Chuan could speak again, he directly pulled her up from the sofa.

"What to do?" Qiu Chuan was still hesitant. She was really worried that she would mess up her brother's concert because of her own reasons. In that case, she would feel guilty for a long time.

Although her elder brother and An Shaoxuan trust her very much, it is precisely because of this [-]% trust that Qiu Chuan feels the pressure and feels as if she is carrying something heavy on her shoulders, so she dare not have the slightest negligence and laxity.

Everyone has seen her hard work, and Qiuchuan has lost a lot of weight in the past few days because of this, and his already thin body has become a little more lovable and weak.

"You've worked so hard these days, I'll take you out to relax. A good mood will help you to play super long." An Shaoxuan said it as it should be, and after tightly holding Qiu Chuan's arm, he turned his gaze again Song Qingyan: "You come too."

"Me?" Song Qingyan pointed to his nose as if confirming. An Shaoxuan just nodded and didn't say much. When he was about to ask, he had already left the apartment with Qiuchuan.

After dismissing the songwriter, Song Qingyan put on a coat and followed him out.

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Curious in their hearts, Qiu Chuan and Song Qingyan understood An Shaoxuan's purpose when the car stopped at the entrance of a shopping mall.

"Do you want to buy something again?" Qiu Chuan asked in amazement, seeing that the architectural structure of this shopping mall is also magnificent and luxurious, it doesn't take much thinking to know that it must be a place with high prices.

"Not for me." An Shaoxuan replied lightly and got out of the car first. When Qiu Chuan and Song Qingyan entered the glass revolving door in doubt, he was chatting with a beautiful British shopping guide.

Waiting quietly at the side, about 2 minutes later, the female shopping guide left, An Shaoxuan waved to the two and then said: "The clothing area is on the seventh floor."

After Qiu Chuan and Song Qingyan looked at each other, they were speechless, and they stepped forward to hold his arm, and she asked, "Why do you buy clothes again?"

She remembered that before coming to England, he took her there once.

"Because I didn't buy it last time." An Shaoxuan answered Qiu Chuan's question while observing the surrounding environment: "Besides, you are going to perform on stage, how can you do without a decent dress?"

Qiu Chuan was stunned for a moment, feeling that what An Shaoxuan said was quite reasonable, she pursed her lips and thought for a moment before she said: "Then I'll buy it myself, after all, it's not good to use your money all the time."

In Qiu Chuan's memory, from the time she reunited with An Shaoxuan until now, she already owed him a lot of favors and money, but in terms of her current situation, she was unable to repay him at all.

However, what made her feel even more powerless was that every clothing store on this floor was full of famous brands, and the cheapest price was also in four figures.

"That... Shaoxuan..." Qiuchuan said, originally she wanted to talk about going to some cheap shopping malls, but An Shaoxuan handed her a dress before she could finish her sentence: "You Go try this."

After Qiu Chuan took it, he glanced at the sign subconsciously, then looked up at him in surprise, and even his voice trembled slightly: "20 for a piece of clothing?!"

Are you kidding me? ! !

Although its design and material are really exquisite, a fancy dress like this can only be worn when participating in important occasions. Akikawa knows that she will not have many such opportunities, so she is a little reluctant.

"Do you want me to change it for you?" Seeing that she stood still for a long time, An Shaoxuan frowned in displeasure, and Qiu Chuan was stunned for a while, then hurriedly followed the shopping guide to the dressing room.

"You're doing well now!" Song Qingyan patted An Shaoxuan's shoulder half-jokingly, with a smile on his face. The latter turned his head and opened his lips lightly: "You're not bad, either."

"Me?" Song Qingyan smiled wryly, he lowered his arms, his eyes drifted away casually, and said with emotion, "I wouldn't come to such a place for consumption."

An Shaoxuan stared at him, and said after a long while, "Stop standing there, hurry up and choose clothes."

"And mine?" Song Qingyan turned his head and looked at An Shaoxuan in disbelief and asked.

"Go." Not wanting to talk to this belated man, An Shaoxuan gave Song Qingyan a push, then turned around and sat down on the red soft sofa, folding his legs gracefully.

"Sir, please drink some water." A timid female voice rang in his ears, An Shaoxuan raised his eyelashes, and glanced to his side indifferently.

A young girl in professional clothes was slightly arched, she looked at him with a smile on her face, and when she met An Shaoxuan's cold eyes, she shook her hand, and the warm water in the cup immediately rippled in panic, biting him. She bit her lip and forced herself to calm down, but the sudden frenzy of her heart caused cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

Just now seeing such an outstanding and perfect man sitting here, out of curiosity, she wanted to get close to him in the name of delivering water, but when An Shaoxuan looked at her, the kind of alienation that came from his bones made her feel all over her body. His blood was clotted and stagnant.

Her back began to ache, and the girl did not dare to move. For some reason, under the gaze of this handsome man, she could not move as if she had been immobilized. The water in the cup was hot, but her fingertips were Become cold and stiff.

"Excuse me."

I don't know how long it took before An Shaoxuan spoke bluntly. His face was expressionless, and his voice was even more devoid of emotion and ups and downs: "I don't drink from a disposable cup."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm going to change the glass right away." The girl who was dazed for half a second came to her senses, and she turned around to leave after bowing apologetically, but for some unknown reason, she staggered and fell to the ground, the paper cup in her hand fell, and the warm water Wet her pants.

Everyone in the store was in an uproar, and everyone looked at this scene in confusion. The girl was right in front of An Shaoxuan, but he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and had no intention of helping her.

At this time, Qiuchuan happened to come out of the dressing room and was chatting with the salesperson. When she heard the noisy voice, she instinctively turned her head. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was taken aback. She lifted her skirt and walked quickly towards An Shaoxuan ran away.

The girl sat on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. Her brows were tightly furrowed, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she kept rubbing her ankles with her hands.

"Are you all right?" A gentle voice sounded while putting a hand on her shoulder, raising her head, she saw a delicate and clean face, Qiu Chuan looked at her, eyes full of concern.

Hearing the voice, An Shaoxuan opened his eyes. When he saw Qiu Chuan squatting on the ground, his eyes darkened. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and blamed him, "Didn't you see the clothes dragged on the floor?"

Pushing her away dissatisfied, Akikawa turned his head, and the girl had been helped up by a colleague, and was limping towards the sofa on the other side.

Turning back suddenly, Qiu Chuan stared and asked, "You pushed her? Why did you do that?"

"I push her?" An Shaoxuan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his deep eyes, he hugged Qiu Chuan's waist tightly, he leaned into her face, breathing hot and hot: "Why do you think it's her?" I pushed her?"

Could it be that in your heart, I, An Shaoxuan, are the kind of man who directly hits women indiscriminately?

(End of this chapter)