Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng looked up and saw a newspaper on the table.

[the wedding banquet of ballet Diva Fu Weishan and Andre will be held at Imperial Hotel on X, XXXX...]

Under the headline of the newspaper is a woman dancing in a holy Paris Dance Skirt, like a smart swan. In the picture attached to the right, the woman changed into a long windbreaker and was held in her arms by a tall and handsome Western man, like responding to the flashing lights on both sides

The date of the newspaper is almost fifty years ago.

After the Paris Dance, Fu Jianshan

Ye Qingcheng holds a black tea cup in her hand. Of course, she knows. Fu Jianshan's status is very famous in China. When she was 5 years old, she was liked by the Russian theater and trained as a child. When Fu Jianshan was 16 years old, she had stood on the stage of Hollywood Broadway

This woman has stood in glory all her life.

Some people say that Fu Jianshan is the natural queen of ballet.

So now the old man opposite them... Is Andre.

But ye Qingcheng still doesn't understand... Why did Dongfang Shijin bring her here?

The old man smiled kindly, motioned for a moment, and went to her side. It was like coaxing a child. He whispered something to her. Fu Jianshan sat there, and the light outside crossed her. The pride in his bones was still like that in the picture

After a while, the old man came over.

"Miss ye, go."

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the Oriental world brocade. He sat next to it and nodded slightly. There was no emotion on his handsome face.

Ye Qingcheng bit his lip. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he got up and passed.

Fu Jianshan is still the goddess of temperament.

After the two men left, Andre added a cup of black tea. "Is she your girlfriend?"

It must be very important to the Oriental world brocade.

"My wife, she has forgotten a lot of things," said Junyan of Dongfang Shijin, gentle and gentle when she mentioned Ye Qingcheng. "She has experienced a lot of things. She has left for a whole year. When she comes back, she has forgotten our past. I am helping her recall it a little bit."

"I see," Andre smiled. "Then I guess you're helping her realize her wish now."

"Yes," Dongfang Shijin didn't deny. His handsome face was stained with soft warmth by the warm halo.

Andre didn't ask any more. He had been with Fu Jianshan for decades. He could see that ye Qingcheng's temperament was indeed very suitable for learning ballet, but from ye Qingcheng's sitting posture, he could see that her skeleton was too hard, that is, she didn't learn ballet very much.

Women in their 20s have indeed missed the best age to learn ballet.

Dongfang Shijin sat there with a cold face. Only when he mentioned Ye Qingcheng will he finally be gentle.

How much do you love someone so much that she can help her repeat those memories every day when she forgets all the time?

……

Ye Qingcheng walked into the back room with Fu Jianshan. Fu Jianshan walked in front. Ye Qingcheng could still feel the noble temperament. She didn't speak. The two walked silently.

In front of him was a tall carved wooden door with fan bones. Fu Yanshan went over and opened the door.