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Chapter 232 He May Be a "White Control"

She stood up to see if there was a pipa in Zhou Jiaying's room.

After finding the pipa in front of him, Lin Ran's mouth curled up, and he smiled lightly, from the joy of his heart, "Can I touch this pipa?"

"Can you play the pipa?"

Lin Ran nodded, "Grandma, I want to play a pipa for you, can I?"

Zhou Jiaying felt a little stunned in her eyes. When Lin Ran looked back, her charm was like that of Yu Ting.

The corners of her mouth twitched sadly, and her eyes were wet unconsciously: I missed her so much after all.

"This pipa has been left for many years, and it has always been dusty. I once thought about throwing this pipa in the utility room. It is really an eyesore. But Aunt Song disagrees. Now the servants are all Better than the master."

"Then in Xiaoran's hands, it won't be an eyesore."

Lin Ran raised her eyebrows elegantly, and now she is back to the way she was when she first met Zhou Jiaying.

She wiped the pipa in her arms with a cloth.

Then he lifted a stool and placed it in front of Zhou Jiaying.

Lin Ran walked gracefully, put her body gracefully, put her hands aside, and after smoothing her clothes, she sat on a third of the stool in a very dignified manner, raising her eyes affectionately, as if sitting in front of her. It is the person I love.

This pretentious performance made Zhou Jiaying want to laugh.

Lin Ran suddenly lowered his eyes, a cold look passed, his throat sank up and down, and he said a word full of anger, "Don't laugh, be serious, and have a good look."

"Okay... I will try my best."

Lin Ran lifted the pipa next to the legs of the stool and held it in her arms. The strings were played slowly, with the sound in her throat beautiful.

The song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" became even more intoxicating after Lin Ran's nimble fingers turned. Her singing voice was slightly hoarse, and it was easy for people to walk into the situation she created when listening to it from joy to sadness.

This song is Zhou Jiaying's favorite song.

She hadn't heard it for many years. Lin Ran even performed a singing performance at this time.

Zhou Jiaying couldn't help the moisture in the corners of her eyes, but she just tapped her fingers lightly, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling.

……

Song Yan heard that the voice inside was very peaceful, so he didn't plan to eavesdrop by sticking the door outside.

Someone came from behind to report, "Mr. Zhou and Ms. Ye are here."

Song Yan remembered that Zhou Jiaying asked him to learn art from a teacher.

She appointed two candidates for him.

Song Ji has been in love for a long time, causing many ignorant girls to voluntarily repost, his charm is certainly worthy of recognition.

But Zhou Jiaying specifically asked, "Abandon the dross."

The second person is Zhou Jingyu. Whenever Zhou Jiaying talks about her nephew, she always smiles.

She likes Zhou Jingyu's infatuation with Ye Guan.

Although it was a plain and watery feeling, it surpassed anyone's attachment to love.

But with such feelings, Zhou Jiaying still added, "Take the essence."

The relationship between these two masters is both good and bad, but if you put it all together, maybe it's pretty good.

After Zhou Jiaying gave her advice, she looked at Song Yan affectionately, her eyes were full of worries and expectations.

Song Yan watched Zhou Jingyu lead Ye Guan into the Song Mansion from the stairs, and walked forward happily.

Zhou Jingyu wore a white suit, which was so clean. He was sitting on the sofa chatting with Song Ji, and seeing the servant who came to say hello, he added, "Warm Miss Ye a glass of milk."

Zhou Jingyu in Song Yan's mind has always loved white, which may not be due to his profession.

He may be a "white control".

Zhou Jingyu had to wear a white coat at work, but he still liked white clothes after work, and even the girlfriend he found often gave people the impression of white.

　Zhou Jingyu is the angel in Ye Guan's life, using care and gentleness to protect her fragile life...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)