Dear wife: please be gentle, president

Song jiachen stretched out her finger and silently praised her.

After hanging up the phone, ye yimo frowned and dialed again," forget it, I' ll handle it myself! "

Before song jiachen could react, ye yimo picked up his clothes and rushed out. He cursed inwardly, yin anhua, you bastard! How dare you attack my woman on my territory! Let's see how I crush you!

There was still some time before the concert started. Yin anhua took fu qing to a simple dinner and entered half an hour before the start.

The theater could accommodate three thousand people, and it enjoyed a high reputation internationally. Naturally, many people came here under mu ming's name. In a short while, it was filled with black pressure.

"I didn' t expect to be so popular in china. "It reminds me of when I was in america," yin said ruefully. "

The smile on fu qing's face was so natural that it was one of the few happy moments in her memory. "

As the two of them were talking and laughing, a cold and gloomy aura drifted over. Fu qing couldn' t help but raise her head and look at it, shouting in surprise," ye yimo? "

Ye yimo glanced at yin anhua before staring at a strange man sitting on fu qing's right.

This man's aura was obviously noble and arrogant, but it made people feel like they had seen a ghost.

The man couldn' t help but shrink back and asked in a daze," may I help you?" "

"I' ll give you three counts of time. You can choose to get ten times more money than this ticket, or you can choose to die here!" The corners of ye yimo's lips curled into a smile.of course, that wasn' t a smile at all.it was just a greeting from the devil." Three ..."

The man immediately stood up and ran away.

Ye yimo's expression softened slightly, then he turned around gracefully and unbuttoned a button on his suit. He sat down and lifted his long legs. He didn' t say a word, but he was always telling others that he was the true king.

"Ceo ye is really rich and useless! Fu qing's face was stiff and his temples were twitching.

"I have always been kind and kind. "Said ye yimo faintly.

"You really know how to put gold on your face. ' Said the man.

"He sat here for three minutes and returned with tens of thousands of dollars. Trust me, he won' t encounter anything happier than this in his life. Ye yimo leaned against her ear and said suggestively," don' t think about changing seats with yin anhua. I don' t mind using the same move twice." "

Yin anhua's face darkened. He was very angry, but because of his identity, he couldn' t openly criticize him.

Fu qing took a deep breath and reminded herself to calm down.it wasn' t the first time she had seen ye yimo's scoundrel. She knew that yin anhua would definitely be angry, so she gently patted his tightly clenched fist and smiled warmly.

All of this was really dazzling to ye yimo, but the next second, the lights dimmed and the concert was about to start.

Fu qing's position was considered the best among the crowd. Her expression was obvious. She was thirty-six years old and still maintained her girlish smile and grace, which made fu qing very envious.

Just as she was in a daze, her right hand was tightly held in ye yimo's palm.

Fu qing struggled for a while, but she was just doing nothing. She turned her head and gritted her teeth as she spoke in a low voice," ye yimo, what do you want? "

"Shhh ..." Ye yimo's left index finger was attached to the corner of his lips." The performance is starting. Don' t spoil the fun! "

Fu qing struggled for a while. Who was this?

When she put the violin on her shoulder, fu qing gave up. Ye yimo must have deliberately disturbed her good mood. She couldn' t be fooled, tolerated, tolerated ...

After half a twist, the two of them had already clasped their fingers tightly together, and fu qing was engrossed in listening. Ye yimo was already sleepy, so he leaned his head against fu qing's shoulder.

Fu qing's body stiffened. She looked down at ye yimo and said," hey, are you really asleep? "

The corners of ye yimo's lips were smiling as his breathing became slow and even. His handsomeness was obvious, but he didn' t see it clearly. However, under the dim light of the man, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and his facial features looked so gentle that she couldn' t help but think of the prince in the fairy tale ...

Then, the inexplicable feeling was replaced by depression. The good music was disturbed by him, and even his brain was a little abnormal. However, fu qing did not push him away. It would be better if she slept so that she could enjoy the concert.

The three of them sat quietly in their seats and watched the beautiful violin solo. The only one who actually listened to the concert was the one who paid the price.

Still like that, he could tell every story with the melodious sound of the violin, especially the last song. It was the first time he had heard it. The rhythm was light and melodious, as if it was telling a beautiful love story.

Yin anhua's mood was not that good anymore. Although the lights were dim, he still saw the movements of ye yimo's hands. He had loved her for so many years, and fu qing had never let him take the initiative to hold hands, nor had he been so close to her. He was envious and even hateful. He hated ye yimo and why he couldn' t be like him.