Chapter 11

At 10:30 a.m., black Rolls Royce stopped at the gate of qingshuiju.

Yu Lin and Lin Yi come out, and an Xiao pushes Jiang Mu ye in the past.

"Aunt Lin, uncle Lin." Jiang Muye is very polite.

Yulin nodded to him and said, "you haven't changed much since you were a child. You are still so handsome."

Jiang Muye was surprised: "aunt Lin met me when she was a child?"

Yu Lin laughs: "not only have you seen it, but you cough..."

A gust of wind, Yulin coughs twice, an Xiaoxiao helps her: "Mom, it's cold outside, go back to the room and say it."

"Good."

A group of people into the house, the house elegant and pure decoration into the eye.

The two-story small single house still retains the architectural style of the 1970s, with blue, white and log furniture, fresh and natural.

In particular, a white piano beside the French window on the first floor is shining in the sun, which is full of life atmosphere. At the same time, it also gives him a sense of inexplicable deja vu.

Jiang Mu Ye looked around the room quietly, and his heart felt a little strange to an.

She didn't seem to like pink as a princess color much, but it was different from her gentle temperament.

Seeing that he had been looking at the piano, Yulin called an Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, mom, I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time. Go to play one."

Ann is a little shy: "come on, mom, let me help you cook."

Yu Lin laughs at her: "how can you be shy, Muye has never heard of it."

Ann thought, he has never heard of it!

Jiang Mu Ye looked at her: "play any song, if you can."

Ann pursed her lips. "Well, to Alice."

She sat in front of the piano, white sweater with golden sunshine, fingers flying, beautiful melody pouring out, flowing in the quiet space.

Her eyebrows and eyes are intoxicated, the feeling of self-confidence and pride with the light rhythm wantonly flying, beautiful.

Jiang Mu Ye dimly saw a little girl, a white princess dress, fingers jumping on the piano keys, smile blooming on her face.

"Brother Muye, I play the piano well..."

At the end of the song, an Xiaoxiao pressed the last rhythm to ease his mood, turned to smile at him: "is it nice?"

Jiang Muye pulled away from his free mind. He nodded: "it sounds good."

Ann's small eyebrows and eyes are stretched, and her smile is particularly sweet.

……

A sumptuous meal is served and Yu Lin greets her.

She poured wine for all four people, and Ann stopped her: "Mom, the doctor said you can't drink."

"When my daughter comes back, I'm happy today. Don't worry. I won't drink much."

Uncle Lin also said: "little, let your mother have a drink, just a little."

An Xiaoxiao had to answer. Yulin picked up her glass and said, "Muye, I will entrust you with Xiaoxiao in the future."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "rest assured."

"Promise me you won't take her down!" Yu Lin's tone was firm.

"Ma..."

An Xiaoxiao called her. Although she didn't know much about Jiang Muye's temperament, she also knew that he was cold and indifferent. How could she answer such a boring question.

Now it's such an occasion, whether he answers or not is a bit embarrassing.

Ann doesn't want to embarrass her mother.

She looked at Jiang Muye with a pair of uneasy eyes, but in his eyes he saw the feeling of qinglingling leaping.

"I promise you," he said

His tone is calm, the tone is as usual, a word let Ann small down, he finally gave his mother a face.

She handed him a grateful look.

Jiang Muye didn't understand her meaning, and asked coldly, "how? Not satisfied with my answer? "