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"Just a question." Han Tianning struggled to roll over as he mumbled.

"Didn't you say that she can stay for as long as she wants?" As Song Haojun looked at her shoulder, her white skin was covered with deep and shallow kisses, causing people to unconsciously tighten their throats. With great difficulty, they shifted their gaze away, "Moreover, the house is so big, it doesn't matter if there's one more person to eat. If you think it's too tiring, you can find a nanny …"

"I'm not tired." Han Tianning hugged his pillow, his back facing Song Haojun. He had only suddenly thought of this question and hadn't expected him to be so sensitive. It was as if he was a sarcastic villain who was bullying Teacher Shulan.

'Right now, she's … "Homeless." Pursing his lips, Song Haojun leaned against the pillow and finally said this.

"What?" Han Tianning turned around and looked at him, his handsome brow furrowing. "Why didn't you tell me first?"

To tell her nothing, Shulan was a mystery to her.

After all, they were husband and wife who had shared a skin with each other, why was it that they were unwilling to completely open their hearts to him?

"You don't need to know so much about things that have nothing to do with you." Song Haojun lifted up his blanket and walked towards the bathroom.

"But it has something to do with you!" Han Tianning's throat was blocked by something. After a long time, he finally said in a low voice, "What has to do with you is related to me …"

"That's wishful thinking." Song Haojun stopped in his tracks, and said coldly, "Don't go and find out what you shouldn't know. It won't harm you."

He didn't want to tell Han Tianning that Shu Lan had returned home after a divorce on the third day of her marriage.

He didn't want Han Tianning to know about this mess, this failed marriage, this betrayed husband. If she knew about this, she would only increase her distrust towards him.

The last time he and Linda had lived here, he had keenly felt her depression and anxiety.

It was only because she was busy at that time breaking off the engagement and the concert, and because Song Haojun didn't have the habit of communicating with others, that she was delayed time and time again, and only kept her reaction from the bottom of her heart.

By the time Song Haojun came out of the bathroom, Han Tianning had already changed his clothes. He stood in front of the large bright window, looking at the blue sky.

She raised her head slightly to the sky, like an animal looking forward to becoming a bird.

Stepping on the thick carpet, he arrived behind her and embraced her from behind.

The soft cotton clothes felt very comfortable to carry, and the smell of her body was mixed with a faint taste of alcohol.

The two of them stood by the window, quietly embracing each other, as if their happiness could start from this morning.

But once Han Tianning saw Shulan, he would feel that the warmth of the morning was all fake.

She really didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable. Ever since she was young, she had always been tolerant, but once she saw Song Haojun and Shulan in the music room together, discussing about it intimately, she felt very bored.

Han Tianning was in his study upstairs, reading with great difficulty.

A large pile of books related to music was piled on the stage. When she first arrived in Shulan, she subconsciously took the time to look at the knowledge of music, but maybe she was just too stupid, or maybe she really needed a teacher to guide her in the path of music. In any case, she would never understand the notes of those tadpoles.

She scratched her head in pain. In music, she would never be able to help Song Haojun.

Last night, she had a beautiful dream. She dreamt that she was the one sitting in the music room and playing the piano with Song Haojun …

But it was just a dream. She didn't even dare to tell this dream to Song Haojun, afraid of being mocked by him.

After tidying up the books in frustration, Han Tianning walked down the stairs. He looked at the transparent music room out of habit and felt a slight pain in his heart.

Shu Lan sat beside the piano, and Song Haojun held a pen and paper, writing something down. Afterwards, the two of them seemed to be discussing, sticking very closely to each other …

Han Tianning had an intense feeling of powerlessness. As an idiot at music, she would never let Song Haojun show such an expression of joy.

To Song Haojun, Shu Lan might not just be a teacher, right?

Such a thought suddenly popped into his mind, scaring Han Tianning.

This was because Song Haojun had always hated the closeness of women. Even if it was a makeup artist, he still wanted men. But for Shulan, it was an exception …

Shulan, perhaps, rarely used cosmetics. He preferred women with a straight face.

He quickly made his way to the kitchen, avoiding the sight in front of him as he prepared for lunch.

"Ning."

Just as Han Tianning was busy in the kitchen, a soft voice came from behind him.

Han Tianning turned around wearing his apron and saw Shulan standing at the kitchen door.

"I want to steal my teacher's skills." Shu Lan walked into the spacious kitchen and said with a smile.

Han Tianning was filled with his own thoughts, and when he saw her speak, he fell silent in embarrassment.

Shulan, on the other hand, was naturally the one standing by the counter. Looking at the prepared dishes on the counter, she smiled and said, "Hao Jun prefers western cuisine, isn't he?"

"Yeah, I really like eating beef and lamb meat and seafood." Han Tianning replied with a smile.

"After all, he's been in the United States for many years." Shulan leaned against the counter, a gentle smile on her lips. "I remember when he was physically and physically a westerner. Maybe it was because of his diet."

"But it's still a balanced diet." When Han Tianning heard her words, he couldn't help but blush and immediately thought of the crazy night. It was as if he had endless stamina.

He hurriedly turned around and turned the temperature down to cover up his distraction.

"I heard from Lord Hao that you guys are going to the crew in two days," Shu Lan said with a smile as she looked at Han Tianning's skilled knife skills. "Learn a few dishes over there and I'll send them over to you guys."

When Han Tianning heard her words, he was slightly stunned before he replied emotionally, "Teacher, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'll be back in the afternoon to cook dinner."

"I'm the one who should be troubling you. Let me do something to repay you all." Shulan said half-jokingly.

"You can practice and sing with Song Hao … "Alright, I'll do these things." Han Tianning was a person who could easily forget her worries. As long as someone treated her better, she would immediately forget how much pain she had suffered.

"Coming back from the crew just to cook. It will be very tiring. I think it's better to teach you. If you guys are busy in the future, I can do something." Shulan insisted.

"Fine." "Actually, cooking is very simple. The most important thing is the heat. It would be even better if you could find out more about how to preserve the nutrition of the dishes."

"Teach me a few of Haoyue's favorite dishes first," Shulan said with a faint smile, continuing at a leisurely pace, "And also your favorite dishes."

From the time when Song Haojun was reading the music score, he saw Shu Lan carrying the dishes out of the kitchen, and his heart began to tighten — this was the dream of his youth.

At the age of seventeen, his heart throbbing with youth, how many times had he imagined Teacher Shu Lan carrying a tray of dishes out of the kitchen, smiling at him and saying, "Hao Jun, it's time to eat."

"Lord Hao, it's time to eat." Shulan called out to the handsome man on the sofa, who was staring at her blankly. A gentle smile floated on his face from the corner of his eyes.

"Song Haojun, stop daydreaming, hurry up and eat." Han Tianning's clear voice pulled him back from that distant dream.

Song Haojun put down the notebook in his hand, calming down his beating heart.

It had already been five years. He was no longer that youth that silently dreamed. There were some things … The bottom of his heart should no longer exist.

"This is the crystal shrimp made by teacher." Han Tianning said to the distracted Song Haojun.

"It's delicious." Song Haojun immediately praised.

"It's my first time, and I have no experience at all. Ning Ning has to check the entire process. I only came according to the requirements." Shulan looked at him tenderly, her eyes seeming to be filled with a trace of doting.

"Really? Who would have thought that besides playing the piano, teacher is also talented in cooking." Song Haojun looked at Shu Lan, and seeing the gentleness in her eyes, he hurriedly turned his head, stuffing his head and eating.

He was losing his composure. In front of Shulan, no matter how good his acting skills were, he was still unable to control his pounding heart.

Han Tianning was keenly aware of the abnormal behavior of Song Haojun today. He was actually eating the crystal shrimp, which caused his handsome face to blush, as if he was a youngster who had just started a relationship with him.

Looks like he was greatly surprised and touched by Shu Lan cooking for him.

"Don't side with food. Even though Teacher Shulan's cooking is very delicious, you still have to eat some vegetarian dishes." A hint of gloom surfaced in Han Tianning's heart as he forcefully filled the bowl with other dishes.

Han Tianning once again had a bad taste.

In the afternoon, Shu Lan and Song Haojun were searching for melody in the music room again. She couldn't hold it in any longer, so she stood on the top floor and called Tang Rui.

"Oh, is it an assistant or a superstar?" The voice was lazy, as if it was still lying on the bed.

"It's me." Han Tianning didn't know that if he secretly called Tang Rui and asked him about something, Song Haojun would be angry.

"Ning Ning, were you well last night?" Is there a hangover in the morning? " When Han Tianning took the initiative to call him, Tang Rui had already guessed what she wanted to talk about.

"I'm sorry for last night, I let you have a good time." Han Tianning immediately cut straight to the point, "I want to know something. Can you tell me?"

"When was it that Emperor Argent could not tell you? If it's bed work, I might be able to give a few pointers. " Tang Rui said lazily. He reached for a cigarette on the bedside table.

"No …" I'm not joking. I really want to know something. " Although Tang Rui's words were always unreliable, Han Tianning felt that he was a reliable person.

Because he and Song Hao had such a close relationship, it could be seen that Tang Rui was a trustworthy person.

"Is it related to Shulan?" Tang Rui took a drag on his cigarette, and then slowly exhaled. He stopped walking around, and went straight to the point.

"Right." Han Tianning nodded.

"If Song Haojun didn't tell you anything, maybe I don't have any useful information for you," Tang Rui knew that she would ask about the teacher, so he looked at the cigarette between his fingers and said indifferently, "I can only tell you that she's a good teacher. Everyone loves her and likes her a lot."

"Why did Teacher Shulan suddenly return home?"

Han Tianning was used to sharp questions like press conferences. Although she hated the media, she couldn't help but admire the way they hit the nail on the head when asking questions.