CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Because Yun Zhixiang has been working for Ning Jiwei, Jian Yi knows more about what he has checked. Jian Rui and others have less involvement. They have only heard the name a few times, so they have no impression of Su ri'an.

But Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin know. Isn't Su ri'an an an important target recently targeted by those people? Dou Dou and Mo Feng are still watching him.

How did this man show up at Joe's house? And became Joey's friend?

Jian Rui saw that they looked different. She was stunned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Mo Tong came forward and patted her on the back: "it's all right. It's just to meet aunt Qiaoya's friends."

After greeting Qiao Qinghe one by one, they turned and went out to Qiao ya.

But unexpectedly, the door of the room was still open, but there was no figure inside.

Mo Xiujin walked around the room and found nothing unusual.

When I was about to leave, I found a piece of music falling on the ground of one foot of the piano.

It should have been accidentally dropped by the owner during collection, or it was blown down by the wind blowing in from the window.

Mo Xiujin glanced, raised his eyebrows, folded them and put them in his pocket.

Seeing no one in the room, Gu Xiaomian ran out. At this time, he came back and reported to everyone: "Uncle Su is in the living room."

Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin look at each other and go to the stairs first.

Several people followed downstairs and saw Su ri'an standing in the living room talking to Qiaoya. It looked as if she was about to leave.

"Uncle Su!" when Jian Rui saw him, she immediately ran down the stairs over Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin and walked towards Su ri'an. "Are you leaving so soon? I still want to play with you."

On the stairs, Mo Xiujin raised his eyebrows, "tut" and muttered in a low voice: "this girl is really..."

When you are smart, you are really smart, and when you are simple, you are too simple.

I was so close to others when I first met them. I didn't know I was sold.

Mo Xiujin thought angrily, but his eyes always paid attention to Su ri'an. His eyes seemed to have their own scanner. He wished he could scan him from inside to outside several times.

However, compared with him, Jian Yi is not much nervous. He looks at Jian Rui and Su ri'an talking, but squints slightly.

Whether Su ri'an has a problem or not, he can't do it at Qiao's house.

And Jianrui is not a fool. Her intuition is no less than him. It can make her so close. At least it shows that Su ri'an has no hostility to her at present.

Su Tian, who was talking to Qiaoya, paused slightly when she heard Jianrui's voice, turned to her direction with a smile and said kindly, "yes, I'm finished talking about work. I'm going back to write music."

"Oh, ok..." Jianrui took his hand and said excitedly.

Hearing the regret in the little girl's tone, Su ri'an raised his hand and touched her hair, gently stroked it, smiled and asked, "do you remember the song I taught you to play just now?"

"I still remember now," said Jane Rui, scratching her head and sticking out her tongue a little embarrassed, "but maybe I'll forget later."

Su ri'an smiled softly: "it doesn't matter. I've just written the score and left it in the room. Go and put it away."

"Uncle Su, you're great. You can write a score so quickly!" Jane Rui blinked with big eyes. She was surprised. Uncle Su was blind. They didn't go to Grandpa's room to say a few words, and he could write a score.

Su ri'an seemed to know what she was thinking. He didn't mind. He smiled and said, "I'll write on paper every day when I'm free at home. Moreover, the score of this song has long been in my heart. Just now I just copied it on paper. It won't take long."

"Thank you uncle Su! It's just..." Jane Rui thanked him.

Because she said she liked music, he took the trouble to teach her to play the piano, send her music, and specially wrote music scores for her.

He joked that he was his own music teacher. He was really like the teacher who had taught her for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Su ri'an was very sensitive to other people's emotional changes although he couldn't see it. He heard the depression in Jian Rui's voice and asked, "don't you want to see the score?"

Jianrui quickly shook her head, dragged his hand and walked forward one step: "no, uncle Su is so good. I'm a little reluctant to let uncle Su go."

Su ri'an was stunned. The smile that had been hanging on his face was a little different at the moment. It just flashed by and no one saw it.

"Moreover, I want to read the score, and I especially want to learn this song well." she said in a low voice, "but I still can't understand..."

Su ri'an gave a little pause when he heard the speech, and then laughed and said, "look at my brain. Just now, I just focused on writing. I forget that you still can't understand the music score. When I used to teach students, those people have long studied music for many years, and suddenly forget that you haven't started yet."

"Ha ha, blame me. Blame me." Su ri'an patted Jian Rui's hand and said gently, "it doesn't matter if you don't know. You can take it first. I'll teach you to read the spectrum when I'm free next time."

"Next time?" Jane Rui repeated with bright eyes. "Will you teach me to play the piano again next time?"

"Ha ha, of course." Su ri'an smiled. "Giving up halfway is not a good child."

Jianrui smiled and took his hand: "let's pull the hook. Next time you'll teach me to play the piano and know the score!"

next time?

Hearing this, Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin look at each other as they walk down the stairs. They both see a bit of reflection in each other's eyes.

There was no problem with any of the dialogue between Jianrui and Su ri'an. Even this "next time" was put forward because Jianrui said she didn't know the spectrum.

This "next time" is so logical, of course

Is it God's will or man-made?

Jian Rui is still pulling the hook with Su ri'an. Mo Xiujin, with a cynical smile, raises her feet, puts her arm on Jian Rui's shoulder, and pulls back the hand of Jian Ruizheng and Su ri'an.

He looked at Su ri'an dangerously, but asked Jian Rui: "girl, who is this?"

"It's said that it's uncle Su ri'an. Why is your memory so bad?" Jane Ruibai looked at him, and her hand dropped naturally. She didn't go to La Su ri'an again.

"Oh, su... Ri... An?" Mo Xiujin's thin lips slowly spit out these three words, and his voice did not fall. He suddenly took a step forward, approached Su RI an, looked up from the bottom, and wanted to look into his eyes from the sunglasses. "The talented musician who has won countless International Music Awards?"

Under sunglasses, Su ri'an's eyelids narrowed slightly, and a flash of pure light flashed in his eyes.

Through thick black sunglasses, Su ri'an looked at Mo Xiujin, who smiled like a little devil in front of him, smiled and said, "it was a long time ago, but it's really surprising that you know this, children."