Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

"That woman's name is wenwanxin. She is the most accomplished pianist in China. When I was a paparazzi, she was only ten years old. She had been exceptionally admitted by the Paris National Conservatory of music. Ten years old, my God, I'm still playing with mud... Now she's only 19 or 20 years old. Look at others, where to stop and bring her own aura..."

He Yutong rarely praises people. He still has such a high evaluation. Qiao Siyu couldn't help looking at it more. It's really beautiful. The beauty is a little untrue.

"No, the person with low piano attainments in China is not Lang lang. what else does he have?"

"Ouch, those people are only people who are familiar with Chinese people. This gentle heart has always stayed abroad and often goes upstream in the world. Moreover, she is relatively low-key and has a strong background, so no one dares to expose her. But people in our circle know that the most powerful is this gentle heart. It is said that this is her first time to return home. Today, she will come because of my mother-in-law Playing the piano here, we can feast our ears... "

"I'm not interested. I'm going to find my husband!"

"Ai Ai... You woman, don't you find that you've been too sticky recently? It's not a good thing! In case you're dumped by him one day..."

"Go, crow mouth, you will be dumped by my cousin!"

"Hum... If Gu Jinyan dares to dump me, I will marry someone else with his two children!"

"... you won!"

No longer in love with war, Qiao Siyu began to search for Li mochuan again. She was here. Li mochuan couldn't leave without saying a word.

But at this time, a gentle and smooth music suddenly sounded.

Although Josie doesn't know any stars or singers, she has heard this piano song, which is Richard Clayderman's whispers in autumn.

Josie subconsciously looked at the gentle heart. Her slender and beautiful fingers gently brushed the keys, as if there was a soul, making the keys fly. At this time, the gentle heart closed her eyes, as if immersed in the beautiful music, and her whole body exuded a holy light.

The lingering sound is like water.

Everyone present was stunned. A song ended. There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of warm applause.

Even Josie couldn't help applauding

Oh, patronize and applaud. Where the hell has Li mochuan gone?

Unable to find it, Qiao Siyu called Wang Guojun. Wang Guojun, who had been exiled for a month, had returned to work at this time. It is gratifying that he was indeed in love.

The girl is a high school teacher. Wang Guojun specially took her to show Qiao Siyu and Li mochuan.

Wang Guojun, who has been moistened by love, recently has a red face, and his voice is happy when he speaks.

"Madam... Do you know where Li mochuan is?"

"President Li? Didn't he go to the hundred day banquet of Yangzi and Yueer with you?"

"Yes, but I can't find anyone else. I don't answer the phone. I'm afraid something will happen to him..."

"Don't worry, madam. Duan Xiaonan is dead. No one can hurt president Li in the whole Jingteng city."

"...." it's better not to comfort!

"Well, look at the banquet hall again, and I'll contact him."

"OK..."

……

Wang Guojun found Li mochuan in the hospital through the locator on Li mochuan, but he didn't tell Qiao Siyu at the first time, but went to see Li mochuan first.