Listen to zhuxuan.

After dinner, Joan sat in the living room and played the piano for a while. Huo Chengzhou still didn't come back.

The man only sent a message that he would not come back for dinner, but did not say when he would come back.

Joan didn't think she was waiting for him, but she did look out of the window at the gate from time to time.

Even aunt Fang saw that there was a problem and smiled: "don't worry about him. He came back after he was busy. The child is measured."

Joan subconsciously retorted, "I don't miss him..."

Aunt Fang smiled: "OK, I'll heat up a glass of milk for you."

When Aunt Fang left, Joan patted her head and refuted what. Is there no silver here?

With a shallow breath, Joan felt that she was probably possessed and would have such a good impression on people like Huo Chengzhou.

Joan would rather believe that she is a senior Yan Kong, but she is confused by Huo Chengzhou's good skin bag, and she can come out after all.

She is determined not to like a half hearted man.

Don't forget that when she went to Hangzhou to attend the exchange meeting, the man flew to the United States to find Mu Yuwei.

The relationship between him and Mu Yuwei is still messy. It's really hateful to provoke her now.

Joan drank the milk from Aunt Fang and went straight upstairs.

At this time, in the Qingqing Zijin quiet bar, Qin Jingyang has just finished communicating with Huo Chengzhou. At present, he is eating snacks and chatting.

Aware of the loss between his eyebrows and eyes, Qin Jingyang smiled and joked: "what's the matter? Haven't you eaten your little daughter-in-law? How long has it been? You can't!"

"You can't!" Huo Chengzhou lifted his eyelids and looked at him. His eyes were cold: "don't say sarcastic words. It's like you know more about women."

"At least I know better than you!" Qin Jingyang twisted a shrimp tail and put it into his mouth. He ate it tastefully.

Huo Chengzhou's eyebrows were light: "then why is she not interested in me? Am I not handsome or in bad shape?"

Qin Jingyang's eyes swept over him, adding a little unclear meaning: "it's not good to live!"

Huo Chengzhou's face changed: "what nonsense!"

Qin Jingyang smiled: "I'm serious. You show yourself in such a wheelchair all day. If you're a woman, you'll think you can't."

Huo Chengzhou really chewed this sentence in his heart. Finally, he coughed: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I don't have four or six all day. There's no woman at such an old age. It's good to talk about me."

Qin Jing raised her body and walked to the bedside with a confident look. She pulled down the shutters and raised her finger to point out the window: "I have a lot of beautiful girls here every day. It's nothing to hook up with one casually with my qualifications. I still don't bother you."

Huo Chengzhou suddenly came up with the picture of Joan playing the piano here. The corner of his lips was hooked. He also got up and walked over, stood by the window and looked downstairs.

There is also a woman in front of the white piano in the field of vision. She is so familiar with her side face.

"Are you new here?" Huo Chengzhou asked.

Before Qin Jingyang's reply, he looked sideways and saw that Qin Jingyang's eyes were stained with starlight, staring deeply at the direction of the piano.

At the end of the song, the woman got up and bowed slightly and stepped off the stage from one side. There were several men flocking to the stage, as if they wanted to take the woman to the box to drink.

Huo Chengzhou finally remembered who this woman was.

His eyes were slightly heavy. He pushed Qin Jingyang: "go and have a look."

Qin Jingyang didn't move: "why, heroes save the United States? Go yourself."