Hearing the sound of closing the door, AI Ting came out of her bedroom, "has Tao Fei gone in?"

"Yes." Chu Mengyao nodded.

"What is he doing here today?" AI Ting asked curiously.

Chu Mengyao gives her the envelope.

Open a look, it is a bank card unexpectedly. AI Ting frowned, thinking of Tao FeiJin's last card to her, "is it Tao Fei?"

"No Chu Mengyao only felt bitter in her mouth.

"Fu Yi?" Aiting asked tentatively.

Chu Mengyao nodded.

"We don't want his money." AI Ting threw the card into the garbage can.

Chu Mengyao picks up the card from the garbage can.

The next day, two strangers came to the house.

"Hello, Miss Chu. I'm Lu Yuancheng, the chief planner of Martha's China Concert, "the middle-aged woman pointed to the middle-aged foreign man standing next to her." this is Martha's agent Peter. "

"What can I do for you?" Looking down at the business card they handed over, Chu Mengyao and AI Ting looked at each other puzzled.

"Miss Chu, have you received our invitation?" Lu Yuancheng asked.

Chu Mengyao nodded.

Lu Yuancheng is not very clear, asked softly, "then why didn't you call us back?"

"I thought it was a prank!" Chu Mengyao explained awkwardly.

"Who would make such a joke with you?" Lu Yuan Cheng suddenly laughed, turned to look at the side of Pete, "Miss Chu actually thought we were joking, is a prank!"

Pete shrugged and waved his hands. Then he used his mobile phone to play the video that Martha recorded, "Miss Chu, you can see what Martha said!"

In the video, Martha smiles brightly, "Miss Chu, do you remember me? I'm the judge of the competition you once participated in. I appreciate your performance very much. Recently, I want to hold a concert in China and invite you to be my guest. I wonder if you can agree? " At the end, Martha said sincerely, "I'm looking forward to working with you."

Is it true?

After watching Martha's video, Chu Mengyao was very surprised. She didn't respond for a long time and forgot to answer.

Lu Yuancheng was a little nervous. She seemed to be afraid that she would not agree. She quickly said, "Miss Chu, Ms. Martha's recital rarely invites guests. This opportunity is very rare. You should make good use of it. "

At this time, Chu Mengyao is still in a trance, but AI Ting is already excited. After spending so many years in the entertainment industry, she is too clear that many people can't get this opportunity. So AI Ting quietly touched her arm, made a wink at her, said silently, "promise, promise!"

"Of course, I'm willing to play with a master who has admired me for a long time, which is what Chu Mengyao has been looking forward to for a long time. Her mood is too excited, hands crossed, this sudden news makes her a little unsure, "but, I haven't practiced piano recently, I'm afraid..."

"It doesn't matter. I'll give you the score of the ensemble later. There is still a month left for the Christmas concert. If you use it for practice, you still have plenty of time." Lu Yuancheng pauses and then says, "Martha will be in the capital two days before the concert. Then you can break in."

After saying that, Lu Yuancheng took out a contract, "Miss Chu, you go to the capital's air tickets and accommodation, they are all inclusive.". But... " She specially said, "you are a special guest. You play in friendship. There is no service fee." After that, she handed the contract to Chu Mengyao, "have a look, if there is no problem, sign it."

After seeing Lu Yuancheng and Pete off, AI Ting excitedly hugs Chu Mengyao with a bright smile. "Mengyao, congratulations." It's a rare chance to be on the same stage with a world-class master.

As long as you can play with Martha this time, many people will invite Chu Mengyao to play in the future. At this thought, aiting laughed happily.

Chu Mengyao's mood suddenly became a lot better, with a sense of suddenly enlightened, she showed the first sincere smile these days, yes, it is a rare good opportunity. This kind of good things from the sky actually fell on her head, let her that was shrouded in the haze of the mood became better.

At this time, Chu Mengyao glanced at the flowers in the corner. Her heart sank and she thought of her cello.

She doesn't have any money now. All her food and drink are owned by aiting. She has no ability to buy a new cello. After much thought, she decided to get the piano back.

I just don't know if the piano can be found now, and whether it has been thrown away by him.

Fu Yi is concentrating on his work. There are a lot of documents on his desk. After reading, he signed his name at the end of the document. It's still so powerful.At the bottom of the file is a courier, the recipient is him, but the sender did not write. He frowned. Is this a little advertisement from somewhere? Meng Yiran doesn't know how to screen and bring it in.

as like as two peas, he was trying to throw the express aside, but he found that the name of the courier was exactly the same as that he saw in the picture. He thought a lot. Did he send this express to her?

He quickly opened the express and a card fell out.

This card is familiar to him. It's the bank card he asked Meng Yiran to apply for a few days ago.

Fu Yi frowned and his chest was stuffy. He looked at the card and lost his mind. I thought she had accepted the card, but she sent it back.

His mood was very depressed. At this time, he found that there was still a piece of paper in the express delivery, which was still her elegant handwriting. "My Cello is still in your house. It's urgent. Please let Tao Fei send it to me. Thank you."

This kind of note is very simple, also very alienated and polite, just a simple sentence, without any address.

Don't know why, Fu Yi saw this note, frowned. This woman actually sent back her bank card. She didn't tell him if she wanted a cello, but in this way. And also let Tao Fei send it to her. Why?

Is she that familiar with Tao FeiJin? Can I contact you at any time and help you deliver things?

Fu Yi felt his chest stuffy, and he leaned back. His hand was on the chair, and his index finger was beating the chair intentionally or unintentionally. He thought about it and called Tao FeiJin. He was very unhappy. "You tell her what she wants, it's better to get it by herself."

All of a sudden, Tao FeiJin said, "Mr. Fu, what are you talking about?"

Fu Yi frowned, still unhappy, "she actually sent me the bank card."

"Is it?" Tao FeiJin understood, this is also in his expectation.

"She said she had something with me." Fu Yi frowned, "you call her. If you want something, go and get it by yourself tonight."

Tao FeiJin laughed and laughed, "do you want me to be a microphone? Fu Yi, can't you call her yourself? " It's really hard to see that Fu Yi has become so awkward. He doesn't want to pass it around in the middle.

"I don't have her number now." Fu Yi frowned discontentedly, thinking that Tao FeiJin was so familiar with her, he felt uncomfortable.

"Yes, I'll send you her number now. What you want to say, say it yourself. " Without waiting for Fu Yi to speak, Tao FeiJin hung up the phone, and then he soon sent Fu Yi Chu Mengyao's mobile phone number.

Fu Yi Lengleng looked at the string of numbers for a long time, stopped for a long time, he just sent her a text message, "what you want, you take it yourself."

But she didn't return the message. He pursed his lips in displeasure, and then followed a text message, "when are you going to get it?"

Text message sent for a long time, he has been looking at the mobile phone screen, but no reaction. He was a little disappointed. Didn't she know the number was his?

Think of here, he followed a short message again, "I am Fu Yi."

But until he got off work, he didn't receive the message from her. He frowned and was in a low mood. He always felt that there was something wrong in his heart.

In the evening, Fu Yi has dinner with Zhou sichen and Tao FeiJin, but he is always in a trance. He can't help looking at his mobile phone every few minutes, but his face is very ugly after every time.

"Fu Yi, whose call are you waiting for?" Zhou sichen saw something wrong with him and poured him a glass of wine.

Fu Yi's face was very ugly. He didn't want to talk. He just took a sip of the wine.

"You look so ugly, so you drink with us?" Zhou sichen grumbled discontentedly.

Fu Yi didn't say a word.

Tao FeiJin looked at his face, vaguely had a guess, tentatively asked, "did you call her?"

"No Fu Yi's tone is light.

Watching Tao FeiJin say mysteriously and mysteriously, Zhou sichen's head of misty water, "I can't understand who to call."

"Fu Yi's private affairs have nothing to do with us." Tao FeiJin said half hidden.

"Let's hear about his private affairs." Zhou sichen immediately became interested.

Looking at two people gossiping there, Fu YILENG snorted, excuse to go to the bathroom, came out of the box to breathe. Unexpectedly, he saw Chu Mengyao and a young man sitting on the card seat in the hall of the restaurant.

She was wearing a grey turtleneck, her hair was tied into a ponytail, so thin, but in his eyes, still so charming.

Not knowing what the man said, Chu Mengyao began to smile.

Her smile is very shallow, just a flash, but looking at her and the man so familiar, Fu Yi feel more sour and uncomfortable.

Don't know when Tao FeiJin came over, he also saw Chu Mengyao sitting in the hall, "Mengyao also in?"Fu Yi's brow locked, did not speak, as if did not see the same, stride toward the bathroom in the past.