Good evening, My flash marriage husband

In Jiang's VIP box, an yunqi sits nervously in front of the piano.

Before she came here, she specially practiced the music she wanted to play for several days, so there should be no problem in fluency. Only she didn't like playing the piano, and she didn't love it since she was a child.

If Ann didn't like it, she would never have learned piano.

What's the point? She would rather have a cup of afternoon tea than sit in front of the black and white keys.

"Creak..."

The door of the box was vigorously pushed open. An yunqi looked up and saw a group of people coming in.

The man in the middle is in a wheelchair, dressed in a well ironed black suit and a light blue sweater. His facial features are tough and handsome, and his strokes are as sharp as an axe, and his eyes are fierce, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

This kind of aura, is Jiang Muye right!

An yunqi lowered her head subconsciously, put her fingers on the piano keys, and poured out the beautiful and fluent melody.

Jiang Mu Ye squinted and looked at the girl for a moment. She was dressed in a white skirt, long hair and shawl. Her facial features were delicate and small. She seemed familiar.

The feeling of familiarity came back to me again. The memory of deep sleep revived slightly. Jiang Mu Ye vaguely saw the little girl in the white skirt

During the dinner, an yunqi's piano never stopped. Jiang Muye looked at it a few more times, and vice president Liu seemed to see through the secret.

Before closing, vice president Liu waved to an yunqi and motioned her to the main table.

Originally, I wanted to make an encounter when I finished, which saved brain cells.

An yunqi almost jumped on the eyebrows of joy, a face of coy step on high-heeled shoes to hire Tingting.

Vice president Liu poured a glass of red wine for her: "hard work, little girl."

An yunqi pursed her lips and laughed: "it's not hard. I've played the piano since I was a child. I like it very much."

"Since childhood." Jiang Mu Ye rolled his fingers and looked up at her

An yunqi turned to look at him, but the expression on her face changed rapidly. At last, she was surprised: "brother Muye? Is that you? "

Jiang Muye picked his eyebrows: "do you know me?"

An yunqi lowered her head, a face of shame: "you lived in my house when you were a child, you probably forget."

"What's your name?" he said

"Angel." After three words, an yunqi raised her head again, and her delicate eyebrows were filled with joy: "when I was a child, you used to call me An'an."

"An an..."

Jiang Mu Ye's eyes are far away for a moment, and the fragments in his mind are reunited: "an an, do you like sugar? Ann, let me play the waltz with you... "

There seems to be nothing wrong with what she said.

When Vice President Liu saw that they had a good talk, he led them to leave first,

"How old were you at that time?" he asked casually

An yunqi didn't even want to answer directly: "five years old."

"I remember very well." "So I was 11 years old at that time..."

"Yes." An yunqi pursed her lips to smile: "deep memory, never forget."

Jiang Muye rarely hooks his lips. His cool and cool atmosphere melts a little bit. An yunqi only feels that the man in front of her is handsome. At the same time, she also begins to admire her courage.

Thanks to a fight, otherwise there is no chance to approach such a character.

At this time, an yunqi looked at her watch and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, it's more than nine o'clock. I have to be home before ten thirty..."

She said anxiously: "brother Muye, I won't tell you. I have to go now, or my mother will be angry."

She was in a hurry. She looked like a good girl: "it seems that it's too late. My God, what should I do..."