He Yun sat deeply in the high-end customized sofa on one side. He was very crazy. His eyes were full of evil and sycophantic eyes. He looked at an Yan in front of him.

"You do what you know."

Anyan pursed her lower lip, and then said, "I can only play the harp. Please send a harp to heshao."

Heyun deep lips hook, looking at Wu Yang standing on one side.

Wu Yang nodded and immediately prepared the harp.

Several pub waiters soon moved the harp up carefully and put it in a corner of the window. Then they left.

After they left the room, Anyan fixed her eyes on the harp, then sat in front of the harp and began to stir the strings with her fingers.

He Yun listened to the melodious sound of the piano and looked at her right hand, which was still wrapped with gauze. His brow was slightly frowned.

"Mu an Yan." He thin lips slightly open, cold call her name.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Anyan raised her eyes to Heyun, and said respectfully like a servant: "what's he Shao's order, please?"

"Only the left hand is allowed."

An Yan was stunned.

He knew that the fracture of her right hand had not yet healed, and her fingers could not use any strength at all. Every time she tried, it would hurt to death.

That's why he ordered her to use her left hand.

Anyan's heart is warm, but her body is cool.

She began to play the piano with one hand, but in this way, the quality of the music would be much lower, and the music would become intermittent and incoherent.

Anyan herself can't listen any more. When she just wanted to use her right hand, the man sitting in the leather sofa on one side began to command coldly: "play a song" hejunshen, I love you "with your left hand."

"..." Anyan Mengquan looked up at he Junshen in amazement, and then said, "there is no such tune!"

"No, you can't make it up now?"

"I won't!"

"No?" The corner of Heyun's deep mouth suddenly rose and told Wu Yang, who was standing on one side, "let Rongxi come up."

"Yes, chief Hector." Wu Yanggang is about to turn around and call Rongxi, but he is immediately stopped by Anyan.

"Wait!" An Yan stops Wu Yang.

Today is her first day at work. Although elder sister Rong said that she would come to deal with something at the first time, Anyan subconsciously didn't want to trouble Rongxi. She didn't want to get into trouble on her first day at work. Since he Junshen wanted her to edit it now, she would make it up!

An Yan takes a deep breath, tries to adjust his mood, looks at he Junshen and says again, "I'm making it up now, but if it's not pleasant to hear, he Shao should not abandon it."

"Well." Heyun deep lips slightly hook, but that smile soon disappeared without a trace, as if never appeared, Anyan did not catch.

She looked at the strings of the harp and began to move the strings at will. The score she mixed up was extremely ugly.

Wu Yang has heard an Yan's on-the-spot arrangement. When is it so bad?

After the ugly arrangement fell, an Yan looked at he Junshen and said respectfully, "he Shao, I'm finished."

"What music did you play just now, eh?"

He didn't know what tune she was playing just now? Even know it!

The man obviously did it on purpose!

Anyan clenched her lower lip. "He Shao thought it was a tune, that was a tune."

He Yun's deep eyes flashed a cunning light. "If I remember correctly, I just told you the name of the song."

"That he Shao should know more about the name of this song!"

"I forgot." Not to mention the certainty of what he said.

An Yan looked at he Junshen in front of him and immediately said, "he Shao has such a good memory. How can he forget it?"

"Tormented by some mean little woman."

"..." knowing that he Yun meant something, an Yan pursed her lower lip. "I forgot the title of the song."

"Is it?" He Yun sneered, "Wu Yang, look for Rongxi."

"He Junshen, I love you." Anyan made a sound in a hurry. When her voice fell, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she was extremely ashamed and angry.

"Well, I'm reluctant to accept your love."

"He Junshen!" Anyan is very angry with him. What does this man want?

Standing on one side, Wu Yang saw the scene in front of him. He also covered his mouth and laughed.

Heyun's deep mouth was slightly crooked, but his smile was a little bitter. The broken hair covered his deep eyes. He reached for the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing the perfect outline.

The slender fingers picked up the wine cup, mouthful after mouthful, without stopping.

Anyan looks at Heyun's constant drinking. She is nervous and wants to stop it, but when the words come to her mouth, she just swallows them back.

He Junshen's Yu Guang glimpses Wu Yang. Wu Yang has been following him these years. Even a fool should be smart!

Soon, he began to assist immediately.

"Mr. He, you didn't eat anything today. It hurts your stomach to drink like this. Besides, your stomach is not good all the time. Drinking also hurts your liver. You can't drink like this..."

An Yan stands on one side, his fist is slightly clenched, his body is frozen in the same place, and he Junshen looks at him without blinking.

There was worry in her eyes, but she forced herself to stand still.

This kind of tolerance, in fact, is really difficult, difficult and painful.

Only Anyan knows the taste.

Wu Yang saw that Anyan didn't respond. He immediately stressed what he said. The more serious he said, the better!

"Mr. He, if you drink like this, you will not be able to bear it sooner or later. Yesterday, you had a stomachache. You did not take any medicine. Now you have a stomachache. You drink again... If you have stomach perforation or stomach bleeding, you will be in trouble! If I die young... "

"What are you talking about?" Anyan can't help it. "If you talk nonsense again, I'll knock your head with a harp!"

Anyan doesn't get angry, it's nothing. When she gets angry, it's a small universe explosion.

Wu Yang felt some pain in his head and touched it. He was worried that Anyan would break his head with a harp! Isn't he helpless? How dare he not follow their orders!

An Yan immediately steps forward, reaches out his hand and grabs the wine cup in he Junshen's hand. Then he angrily smashes the wine cup on the ground.

The "bang" wine cup was smashed and split.

Anyan's reason has long been gone. Looking at he Junshen, she roared angrily: "he Junshen, if you want to die, don't die in front of me. You can find a quiet place to end yourself! You promised me to cherish my life before. You are playing with your life

"You care about me." There is no doubt about it. On the contrary, it is very firm.

His eyes suddenly moved to Anyan, and then he took Anyan into his arms, turned over and pressed her into the soft sofa