Chapter 298： Tong Yan Wuji (2)

If it is possible, you don't have to wait so many years, right?

She smiled sadly, "Look, even you can't. Then how can I give up? I have loved him for thirteen years! Thirteen years! I met him first, and I fell in love with him first. His! But why? The person he loves is not me?..."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Chu Xunfeng seemed to see himself.

Where is the order of love?

It has never been so unreasonable.

Just come and go, and leave no room at all, right?

In the luxurious villa, there are two people with dilapidated hearts.

Perhaps love is like this, love is just not available.

Those who don’t love, but are waiting obsessively...

Quan Jianli, the second young master of Quan Jia who is only published on the financial and entertainment pages on weekdays, successfully made the headlines on the music page after making a high-profile appearance at a live concert by an internationally renowned piano master yesterday.

Many people have to sigh at this time, they can obviously rely on their face, but they also rely on talent.

I have to say that people are more popular than people.

Even the servants of the Quan family circulated a legend about the second young master in private.

What kind of genius is the second young master?

In short, the current Quan Jianli in the hearts of S City people, ah no, in the hearts of all women, has become a godlike existence.

The handsome man still has money and he paints well, making Quan the largest business empire in the S market, with billions of wealth. Women who want to gossip with him can circle the earth.

Moreover, such a perfect man can even play the piano so well!

Especially when it's on the stage, it's so brilliant.

The internationally renowned piano master standing next to him is almost as good as he has nothing left.

A rare Sunday morning.

The Quan family sat in the dining room and had a "reunion" breakfast.

Ever since living in the same room with Yuhan, Yue'er, who has always been a lazy sleeper, would be woken up by Yuhan on time every day.

In order not to listen to Yuhan's nagging, he had to sit in the dining room and eat breakfast.

As for Quan Huan, it is also rare to be at home.

But he didn't wake up early, but filmed the scene all night, and he hasn't slept until now.

Holding a piece of bread, sitting in a chair and yawning.

"Yo-huh, it's pretty cool these few days. It's all on the music page? I heard that a brokerage company has asked you to sign a contract with you? Let me say, you can also develop in an all-round way. With your musical talent, you will be packaged and open a concert at will. That will be a lot of income..."

He is envious of Quan Jianli's musical talent.

Because although he has a handsome face that can confuse people's minds, he is a sound idiot.

God is really unfair, so why give all good things to the second child?

God is really partial to him.

Quan Jianli came home early in the morning to find a document, so she stayed here for breakfast.

But I didn't want to be teased by Quan Huan.

He slumped his head to eat and ignored it.

"Lai Huan'er, eat more. Seeing that you have lost weight during filming these days." Wu Yujie took another sausage and put it on Quan Huan's plate, actually trying to stop his mouth from talking nonsense.

Because Quan Jianli knew how to play the piano, she and Mr. Quan knew about it.

However, because Jian Li seemed to keep secret about this matter, they never mentioned it.

But I don't know why Jian Li suddenly played a piece at someone else's concert, and she also made such a big name.

Quan Huan saw that her second child ignored him, knowing he was boring, and turned her spear on Yue'er, who was rare to eat quietly.

Don't say, Yue'er looks like a lovely and beautiful lady when she eats obediently.

Especially with that little red dress, it looks even more beautiful.

"Yue'er, if Dad becomes the piano prince, are you happy?"

Yue'er blinked at him with **** eyes, and asked innocently, "Uncle San, who is my father? Isn't my father dead?"

amount……

Quan Huan fell silent as soon as he said this.

Secretly glanced at Quan Jianli, whose face suddenly turned black, and swallowed her mouth, "Yue'er, you can't talk nonsense about this...it will kill someone."

"Uncle San, what you said is wrong. Someone is already dead, how can he be angry again?"

As Yue'er spoke, she pointed to the cake on the other side of the table.

Yu Han took it for her intimately and fed it to her mouth.

Such thoughtful actions are already very common, but every time Father Quan and Wu Yujie see them, they feel deeply relieved.

Even Quan Jianli, when he saw this scene of friendship, the anger in his heart dropped a lot.

"Yue'er, are you still blaming Dad and Aunt Die'er for getting engaged?" He asked in a low voice.

Ri Yue'er went to the hospital and warned him severely.

He even almost broke his life with a cactus.

However, he was not angry at all.

Yue'er didn't even look at him, but turned to look at Yu Han and said, "Brother, is someone talking? Why can't Yue'er hear it?"

Yuhan sips elegantly while eating, and patiently explains, "No one is talking, Yue'er, did you hear me wrong."

"Oh, I might have heard it wrong." Yue'er nodded very seriously.

Puff...

Quan Huan watched the two little guys seriously performing, and finally couldn't hold back, the milk that had just been drunk spewed out.

He didn't expect that even Yu Han, who had always been calm and serious, started talking nonsense with Yue'er!

"Second, it seems that your darling is very opposed to your engagement. If you don't cancel it, I'm afraid these two little guys are going to burn paper for you in the future!"

"To shut up!"

Quan Jianli roared, and a firework flashed out of her dark eyes.

Yue'er seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurried back to the bedroom, then returned with a small notebook.

Lie on the table, stroke by stroke, remembering something seriously.

Quan Huan was a little curious, so he leaned over and took a look, "Yue'er Yueer, what are you writing? Is it a diary?"

"No!" Yue'er raised his head and glared at him, "Uncle San, who is still so old-fashioned in diary now? I'm just writing things, okay... Well... Sanshu just said burning paper... Brother, burning paper How do you write it?"

Yu Han took the pen silently and wrote two neat characters on the small notebook.

Then, continue to eat.

Yue'er was relieved and touched Xiaobenben very carefully, "Well, this should be enough."

"What is enough? What are you remembering Yue'er?" The more Yue'er didn't show him, the more curious Quan Huan became. Taking advantage of Yue'er not paying attention, he snatched the little books over.

He held it high and read, "Ask the Taoist priests to recite the scriptures, knock three beeps, make a memorial tablet, and a portrait...burn paper..."

hiss……

Everyone at the table gasped!

All eyes were turned towards Quan Huan who was still reading.

Quan Jianli's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out the ink, and even the temperature in the dining room had dropped a lot!

Quan Huan asked again without knowing his life or death, "Xiaoyue'er, this is what a dead person did. What do you remember? Ah!...could it be..."

Only then did he react. Of course, Yue'er wrote this for her second child!

Yue'er triumphantly, "San Shu, is Yue'er very filial? Although that cheap dad is not responsible for a day, he is not a competent dad, but he is dead anyway. My brother said that the deceased is the oldest, Yue I can barely help him with the funeral."

Yu Han nodded silently, these were the information he found after turning a lot of books.

boom!

Quan Jianli slapped the table with a heavy palm, causing the milk cup to tremble.

"Yue'er! I'm still alive and well!"

There was a blue flame in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to give this little girl a slap!

Sure enough, this little Nizi, like the **** woman Lin Moge, has the ability to arouse his anger!

"Emma, ​​how come I can always hear something, brother, am I a phantom... a phantom? It's strange." Yue'er asked with an innocent look on her ears.

Yu Han rubbed her head gently, and said solemnly, "It may be that my father's soul is still lingering around us. It doesn't matter. It should be fine when we invite a Taoist priest to do the procedure."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Yue'er suddenly realized.

"Hahahaha..." Quan Huan couldn't help it anymore, and she didn't care how ugly her face was, and she laughed without image while hugging her belly. "Haha...too funny, the two little guys completely You treat it as air, hahaha..."

Quan Jianli gritted his teeth with anger, but there was nothing to do!

How could he have thought that the two little guys who are not good at learning, actually learned the good skills of Lin Moge, ignoring him!

"Grandma and grandma, I've finished eating." No matter how excited Quan Huan laughed, and no matter how gloomy Quan Jianli's face was, Yu Han drank the milk in the cup, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then jumped to the ground and said politely. "I will go out with Yue'er first."

"Yes, grandpa and grandma, I want to go shopping with my brother!" Yue'er also hurriedly jumped out of the chair with a meat bun.

"What are you going to buy? Grandma, okay?" Wu Yujie asked quickly.

"No need for grandma, let's go alone." Yu Han's answer was still clever.

"What to buy? Is the money enough?"

"Go buy memorial tablets and burnt paper!..."

Yue'er's tender voice came.

Cang Dang!

The cup in Quan Huan's hand dropped to the ground.

"Presumptuous! These two little guys are still kicking their noses!?" Quan Jianli roared angrily.

However, the two small figures had already disappeared outside the door, and his voice was not heard at all.

Quan Huan’s stomach hurts when she smiles, and she wipes the tears from her laugh, pats Quan Jianli’s shoulder with the greasy paws that have grabbed the buns, and said, “Second, it seems that your family is really planning on living treasures. Think of you as the soul of the deceased. Sure enough, blue is better than blue..."