Chapter 568

Tang Wanrou sat on the sofa in a daze.

"It's really Ruan su..."

How can there be such a woman in this world?

It was already bright at this time. All night, neither mother nor daughter slept and sat motionless on the sofa.

At noon today, there was a farewell banquet held by the glee competition. They wanted to participate in it brightly.

But now

What else can I do if I lose it to grandma's house?

On the other side, Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi had already gone to bed. When they woke up, it was already dawn.

But the sky was gray and overcast. Ruan Su sat up and opened the curtains and saw dark clouds outside the window. It was obvious that it was going to rain.

"I didn't expect it to be cloudy today."

The grass outside the window also lowered its head, the branches bent, and there were small raindrops falling quietly while talking.

Dark clouds pressed against the sky, as if they were about to fall at any time.

It makes the whole world quiet.

The old vibrant morning has now become extremely low pressure.

She glanced at her cell phone and found that more than a dozen missed calls.

It was played by Li Zhuoyan, by Mrs. Xie, by Jiang Xinyu and by Jiang Xinfeng

And Yan Nie?

She was a little confused.

Before going to bed last night, she recorded the audio and sent it to Bo entertainment.

She is low-key, but she may not be able to let Tang Wanrou step on her head.

She went to bed when she was finished.

I didn't expect that the microblog had already been a bloodbath.

Bo Xingzhi looked at her helplessly, "Yan Nie passed the Guqin to you."

Ruan Su was looking at his mobile phone. When he heard his voice, he raised his head with clear black and white eyes. "Why? He thought I was destined?"

"Yes! I posted a microblog in the middle of the night last night." Bo Xing pinched her face, "you will be the inheritor of Yan Nie in the future."

"Don't want to do it." Ruan Su has a headache. He feels that he has enough responsibility. Now let's do it again.

She was about to call Yannie back. Unexpectedly, Yannie called again.

"Yan Lao."

"Miss Ruan, I'm sorry. Without your permission, I decided to give you the Guqin." Yan Nie's voice was a little tired. "I hope you don't mind. I really want to pass it on to you, because only you deserve it. Hey -"

He gave a long sigh. "My health is getting worse day by day... Miss Ruan, you really..."

Ruan Su is a little difficult to ride a tiger.

She originally wanted to refuse, but Yan Nie's words made her don't know how to say the refusal.

"Yan Lao, don't say that. Your body may still be saved." Ruan Su whispered to comfort him.

"It's hopeless. I've been treated with chemotherapy several times recently. It's a little effective, but it won't last long. This is my only wish in my life, that is, to place my piano." old Yan said, "please come here to pick up my piano when Miss Ruan returns to the country. I'll hold a ceremony and invite you to come when the time comes."

"Good, good, old Yan, Ruan Su must be lucky to live up to his life."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Su calmed down. Her beautiful face was melancholy, "Yan is always terminally ill, I'm afraid..."

"No one can resist birth, old age and death. Ruilan 133 is not a panacea." Bo Xingzhi patted her on the shoulder and comforted her softly.

Ruan Su nodded. Ruilan 133 can prolong life, but it can only be icing on the cake for people who are terminally ill. But it can't cure all diseases.

For Yan Nie, an old man who has been obsessed with music all her life, she still has some feelings.

*

The farewell banquet of the glee Grand Prix is still held in the top hall of the hotel.

Tang Wanrou followed Mrs. Tang with a burning pain on her face. Her face was blue, red and blue. It was painful. It seemed that she had been slapped in the face.

"Mom... I said, we don't need to come, just go home."

Mrs. Tang stared at her coldly, "what do you know? This is a good time to make friends with those big guys. What should I do when I return home? Ruan Su is at the height of the sun and famous. What can you compare with her?"

"But I'm not a snowy sea. Everyone knows. I'm so ashamed! I dare not look at you." Tang Wanrou said shamefully, and her mood can't calm down at all.

Especially the evidence on the Internet, including abuse and the support of stars.

They both beat their mother and daughter in the face in public.

That face hurt... Her eyes were so flustered that she didn't dare to look at the people around her. She always felt that the people around her seemed to be secretly laughing at her and talking about her.

Mrs. Tang's eyes looked at the well-dressed celebrities in the hall from a distance. She only looked at them and then took back her eyes.

Her eyes gradually became firm. "Mom is for you. People don't do it for themselves. Heaven punishes the earth. I heard that Shen siliang, the eldest young master of the Shen family, will come today."

"Really?" Tang Wanrou's eyes lit up when she heard the speech. "That's great."

"Otherwise, why doesn't mom go? As long as you get into the eyes of Shen siliang and marry into the Shen family, you'll be really superior."

There was a stir at the door of the banquet hall.

The mother and daughter were delighted. "Shouldn't it be young master Shen coming?"

They also looked at the door, and the guests crowded at the door automatically made way.

A pair of wall people appeared hand in hand.

Ruan Su was wearing a long gold off shoulder skirt with beautiful collarbone. The material of the skirt was slightly reflective, and the hem was an arc from high to low, elegant and slightly covered.

The beautiful arc setting line makes the slender Yingying seem unable to stand a grip.

The black long curly hair of Gao Wan complements the skin that looks like snow, and outlines a perfect curve.

The thin folds at the hem of the long skirt swing gently with the footsteps of the visitors, like a fairy in the yellow white light.

She took thin Xingzhi's arm and looked at the hall gracefully and charming.

Bo Xingzhi was dressed in a hand-made suit, and his straight trousers wrapped his slender legs.

Born with a noble and extraordinary atmosphere, the handsome face is frightening.

With one hand in his pocket, he scanned the crowd, dangerous and domineering.

When Tang's mother and daughter saw the visitor clearly, they suddenly had a stiff look on their faces.

At this moment, the last thing they want to see is this pair of men and women.

"General manager Bo!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the door of the hall, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

A man in a silver gray suit came in a hurry. Before he approached, he stretched out his hand towards Bo Xingzhi.

"Young master Shen." thin Xingzhi's voice faintly stretched out his right hand and the visitor's hand. He shook it symbolically and released it.

"Long time no see," said Shen siliang with a smile on his lips. "Is this miss Ruan? I've heard a lot about you."

He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Ruan su. As a result, Bo Xingzhi's hand stretched out again. He held the man's hand again. He was stunned, then smiled again and took back his hand carelessly.

I was surprised that immortal Ruan Su was so beautiful!

He is very handsome, but he is still far from thin Xingzhi.

It can only be regarded as medium and superior, not bad, nor handsome and invincible, which is unforgettable.

Ruan Su glanced at him and just nodded politely. I don't want more than words.

Mrs. Tang originally wanted to take Tang Wanrou with her. As a result, after seeing Shen siliang's familiar greeting Bo Xingzhi, her eyes suddenly flickered in panic.

The hands hanging on the side of the body can't help clenching into fists.

damn!

Why is Shen siliang so familiar with Bo Xingzhi's attitude and still showing a faint hint of flattery?

Crazy!

It's crazy!

Tang Wanrou could almost feel that when Ruan Su stepped in, everyone present looked at her in unison.

She was the focus of the audience.

Why is she always the most attractive existence wherever she is?

Tang Wanrou felt very uncomfortable.

Jealous and resentful.

Even if she wants to seduce the superior man, she holds Bo Xingzhi.

God is so unfair!

Bo Xingzhi exchanged greetings with Shen siliang and took Ruan Su to the rest area.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Have a glass of juice." Ruan Su sits lazily on the sofa. She is waiting for the old fashion devil. Why hasn't the old devil come yet?

She looked at the entrance of the hall from time to time.

Not far away, Mrs. Tang finally took Tang Wanrou to Shen siliang.

"Young master Shen... How's my aunt now?" Tang Wanrou sadly wiped the tears that didn't exist in the corners of her eyes, looking very concerned about Qiao Nian.

Shen siliang didn't have the enthusiasm in the face of Bo Xingzhi and Ruan su. Instead, he was a little high, "I can handle aunt Qiao's affairs. So... Mrs. Tang, can you explain to me? Why did she go to jail? Did she really instigate the man?"

Shen siliang's tone was a little aggressive.

Mrs. Tang's face was slightly stiff. She did it perfectly and could not be found by the Shen family.

So she restrained her panic and said calmly, "I have to ask my sister. She should know what she does best. I didn't expect my sister to arrange this. Maybe she really wants Wanrou to live with her in the Shen family."

"Sister, I didn't expect you to frame me. At this time, you still won't admit it."

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Tang was shocked. She turned her head like a ghost and stared at the woman not far behind.

"Joe read?!"

Isn't she in prison?

Why are you here?

"My good sister, you found that man, but he blamed me. He just wanted Wanrou to settle in the Shen family smoothly and wanted me to take the blame for you. In addition to being a thorn in my eye, you fought with me and robbed me since childhood. I thought I could be a pair of good sisters at our age. Unexpectedly, I was naive."

Qiao Nian wore a long red dress, a pair of high-heeled shoes of the same color, with flaming red lips and full momentum.

But her eyes are very cold, very cold.

She looked at Mrs. Tang as if she were looking at a dead man.

Or, in her heart, her own sister is dead.