A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

On a summer night, the lights are dim.

The concert hall has been surrounded by reporters and media. In order to ensure that the concert can be held smoothly, more than 200 police have been sent to the concert hall to maintain the order of the scene. This is the most sensational concert in a city in recent years. Even the chief pianist of Vienna Orchestra came to a city to hold a concert, which has never been so busy.

Zhou Manchun is sitting in the background, tossed by the makeup artist. Beside him is a handsome, gentle man in a sea blue suit. His smile is warm like the sun in winter. He looks at the woman beside him carefully.

Over the years, Yu Chen has been with Zhou Manchun. YC group was founded by him. He married Zhou Manchun in the United States and had a lovely daughter.

"You are so beautiful, Xiao Chun." There are so many beautiful women in the world, but Zhou Manchun is the only one in his heart.

"Thank you for your compliment." Zhou Manchun sips her mouth. The makeup artist just put lipstick on her face. After three years, Zhou Manchun's appearance has not changed at all, but her temperament is more mature than in the past. Her eyes are as clear as ever. It's hard for people to move their eyes if they only look at her.

Zhou Manchun stood up, walked to the fitting mirror and turned around. She was graceful and light like a lively spirit. The Purple Bra dress tightly wrapped her chest, revealing the gullies that could lead to crime. The whole back was hollowed out. The bright and white skin made people involuntarily associate with pianpianpian. She was even fascinated by the waist closing design People, layers of skirts, such as the fragrance of lily, pure and fragrant. The

designer stepped forward and took a bottle of expensive perfume. She sprayed a little on Zhou's pure wrist and neck and dress dress. Zhou Manchun used to rarely spray perfume. Two years later, she attended a large and small concert. It seemed that she was used to the smell of incense with fragrance.

Zhou Manchun's black, long and straight has already turned into a big brown wave. The designer took care of her hair a little, took a silver hairpin and put it on the top of her head. The sideburns slipped properly. Zhou Manchun pulled them behind her ears and hung two strings of gold Tassel Earrings on her small earlobes. Her makeup was very simple, like no makeup, but It's already beautiful.

Yu Chen embraces Zhou Manchun from behind, and embraces her with both hands. Her chin is against her shoulder. Her eyes have not been moved away from her for a moment. A doting smile rises from the corner of her mouth. "Wife, you are so beautiful."

Zhou manpure red lips micro Yang, smile of Jiao but not Mei.

In the dressing room, the thousand Jasmine raised her pimples all over her body, hugged herself with her hands and rubbed her arms. "I said, can you two not be so disgusted?"

"Molly, you should find a man and marry him." Zhou Manchun spoke in a very gentle voice, with a smile on his lips.

A thousand Jasmine eyes, butterfly wing like eyelashes gently flicked twice, whispered: "I'm not, how good to be single, single free."

Zhou Manchun then smiled mildly and looked at qianmolli, who had the same hairstyle as her three years ago. Qianmolli was one year younger than her. She was a female lawyer and a junior high school sister of Yu Chen. Zhou Manchun and qianmolli met in the United States. Qianmolli is now the legal adviser of YC group and a good friend of Zhou Manchun and Yu Chen.

"Now that we have returned home, don't advocate that Americans don't want to get married." Zhou Manchun is just about to bend down and put on a high-heeled shoe. Yu Chen has squatted down ahead of her, holding a silver high-heeled shoe, gently grasping Zhou Manchun's beautiful ankle, and helping her put on high-heeled shoes.

Zhou Manchun's feet are hung with a series of extremely delicate foot chains. It's a design drawing drawn by Yu Chen himself. It's customized by the designer. Zhou Manchun has never taken it off since he put it on.

"It's beautiful." Yu Chen looks at Zhou Manchun, who has already dressed up. His Obsidian eyes brighten up in an instant, and he is full of praise.

Concert Hall for ten thousand people.

Zhou Manchun's concert today attracted a large number of fans. After leaving a city, she was once confused. She didn't know how to go in the future. She even hated playing the piano. But Yu Chen always thought that Zhou Manchun's most suitable occupation was not a doctor, but a pianist. So an elegant and beautiful woman with a scalpel was beautiful, but he wanted her to stand Under the spotlight, he became an internationally renowned pianist.

After going to the United States, Zhou Manchun had a rest at home for three months. Yu Chen bought a piano, but she didn't even look at it. It was the saddest memory for her. When she saw the piano, all the bad memories in her mind came out, so she didn't want to play it again.

But one day, Zhou Manchun saw Yu Chen sitting in front of the piano and playing the piano. Liu Anya, Yu Chen's mother, was a piano teacher. Yu Chen had been influenced by music since he was a child and could play the piano, but he was not as professional as Zhou Manchun. Yu Chen had forgotten the five line manual he had learned when he was a child, and even the position of his fingers on the keyboard was wrong. Zhou Manchun saw it , I thought it was funny, so I went over to give him a correct demonstration.

This is how Yu Chen encouraged Zhou Manchun to play the piano again. He felt that the music Zhou Manchun played was as pure as her heart. He liked listening to her play the piano very much.

In this way, Zhou Manchun slowly began to play the piano again. Yu Chen, without her knowledge, helped her to report many competitions. Finally, the girl who stood out in the next competition attracted the attention of the outside world. She took a year to become popular quickly, and she had a strange habit. She never showed her face when playing the piano. The outside world guessed who she was , she always wears a hat when she takes part in the competition, but her fans think it's very personalized and cool. Some people have even guessed that this is a woman with a story.

The same piece of music, different people play, will have different feelings, because each person's piano skill is different, the real music, want to move people's hearts, we must learn to tell stories.

There is a story in every piece of Mackie's music. At her concert, even many people shed tears. No one knows who she is or how much she can achieve today's results. Yu Chen is her first supporter and the best one.

Zhou Manchun walked onto the stage gracefully with a skirt, a certain gray hat on her head, and a large mesh like a cloud covering her face. It was mysterious and elegant. The concert hall, which was noisy at first, was quiet for a moment. People held their breath and focused on Zhou Manchun.