Chapter 426: The True Son of Heaven
He once came to the door in person, put down his figure, and begged her to let Wen Xinyi go, but she didn't give him any face.
Originally, because of the quarrel between the two marriages, he had a lot of opinions on Yan Rusheng.
While analyzing in her heart, Xuxu looked at Ming Zhongsheng. The old man was sitting there with a sullen and ugly face.
She looked at Ming Ancheng again, and he also looked at them, looking at Yan Rusheng. Although the meaning in that look was not obvious, it was not difficult to see.
He was very embarrassed and helpless.
Xuxu lowered her eyes, she didn't want to take care of so much, she wasn't that magnanimous.
No one could understand how she spent these few days, and the innocent Charles was involved.
"I promise to do what I say."
Yan Rusheng's cold voice sounded above Xuxu's head again.
The scene was completely silent, and the atmosphere was so cold that people's breathing was frozen.
Only Xuxu felt warm all over her body, especially in her heart, her body couldn't help leaning against Yan Rusheng's arms.
It wasn't him, it wasn't his intention to ask her to hold a press conference to apologize, he didn't know.
After finishing what he wanted to say, Yan Rusheng put his arms around Xuxu, nodded to Mr. Lu who was at the chief's side, and said, "I took up the time of Grandpa Lu's birthday banquet, and I'm here to apologize to Grandpa Lu."
As his tone softened, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.
Suddenly, a clear and loud voice came from the stairs on the second floor, "Brother Yan, a verbal apology is not enough."
Yan Rusheng looked over, a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes, "Then what does Miss Lu mean?"
Lu Yishan was wearing a white evening dress, holding on to the banister of the stairs with one hand, and holding the hem of the skirt with the other, walking downstairs.
As she walked, she looked at Yan Rusheng and said, "I heard that you play the piano very well."
Yan Rusheng immediately understood what she meant, and nodded briskly, "Okay, I'll play a song for Grandpa Lu, sorry."
As he spoke, he took Xuxu's hand and walked in the direction of the piano calmly.
The pianist sitting in front of the piano hurriedly got up to make room for him.
Under everyone's expectation, the two of them walked to the piano, Yan Rusheng pulled away the chair, lowered his head to Xuxu's ear, and whispered something.
Xuxu pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
Then she bent down and sat down on the chair, taking only a small part of the seat.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Rusheng also bent down and sat beside her.
The two put their hands on the keys at the same time, and then turned their heads to look at each other in a tacit understanding.
A well-known piece of music rang out cheerfully in the hall, and the atmosphere rose instantly, surpassing the previous one.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
With the piano accompaniment, everyone beat the rhythm with their hands while singing, even the old man and old lady at the table at the head couldn't help but blend in.
The two people sitting in front of the piano seemed to have been rehearsed before, with the same technique and rhythm.
This tacit understanding was beyond their expectation.
Two hands, one big and one small, one with distinct joints, the other soft and boneless, even the hands are so well matched.
Who else dares to say that they are not in love? Mismatch?
"A man like Yan Sanshao, I'm afraid there won't be another man in this world."
"That is, the true pride of heaven."
"True love is childhood sweetheart."
Looking at the backs of Xuxu and Yan Rusheng, and listening to the discussions of the people around her, Fang Jiayin felt that the red wine she drank was bitter.