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Shen Family banquet.

As Shen Yi Nian's good friend, Song Qing Huan was invited to a banquet held by the Shen family the day before she joined the group.

Shen Yi Nian's mother was Xu Ningzhou's aunt. Because it was winter and the banquet was held indoors, Song Qing Huan arrived earlier than those who attended the banquet.

At night, the banquet hall was filled with the fragrance of clothes. Although the Shen family was a musical family, with Xu mama coming out from such a large military and political family, their status within the circle these few years was unshakable.

Compared to those business festivals and the gathering of the world of art leaders, Song Qinghuan thought that these people were gathered together to talk about professional stuff. However, when she took the champagne and walked around, she realized that she was wrong.

Professional knowledge was just the development of a topic. What followed was who's band was invited to which country to perform in, what music awards they received, and how many concerts they held and so on …

Song Qinghuan felt that she was just a normal person and had yet to integrate with the food. Thus, after Shen Yixin was taken away to socialize with a master teacher, Song Qinghuan slipped away to a corner to quietly eat.

Everywhere he looked, he saw the most prestigious artistic seniors in the country.

There might be a few people who felt that Song Qinghuan was a little familiar, but they could tell that she was just a small character and wasn't worth wasting tonight's precious time to build a relationship with. It could be seen that Song Qinghuan's splendor in the entertainment circle did not enter the eyes of these big bosses.

Song Qinghuan did not have a mature personality, nor did she have the manner to interject into other people's conversation. She looked at the cheese on her plate and the lobster, and then looked at the group laughing merrily as they drank, and Song Qinghuan did not feel uncomfortable eating in peace.

Oh, sure enough, cheese was strength. It was delicious, but the calories were too high. It would take more than an hour of exercise before the calories could be burned.

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes in satisfaction as she nibbled on the lobster meat wrapped in the cheese. It was smooth and delicate, full of high protein.

Just as she was about to stretch out her tongue to sweep away the cheese, a beautiful, slender hand appeared in Song Qinghuan's line of sight. The joints were clear, the knuckles were long, and her index finger was even gently wiping the corner of her mouth with the cloth.

A light laugh came from the man above her. That voice was too low and seductive. Only that man would be able to come so close to her in silence.

In his other hand, he was holding a plate with seafood and exquisite pastries on it. After sitting down beside Song Qinghuan, he naturally placed the food in front of her, "Greedy Cat."

This was not the first time that Song Qinghuan had been attracted by Xu Ningzhou's hand. Compared to those who controlled looks and voices, Song Qinghuan was a master of hand control.

Amongst the musicians, not everyone had a pair of beautiful hands. Song Qinghuan sighed and said: "What a pity."

It was a pity that she had such beautiful hands. If her hands were placed on the zither keys, Song Qinghuan gulped and quickly shook her head. She did not dare to think any further.

"What's a pity?" Ever since the last time he had cooked breakfast, Xu Ningzhou had discovered that something was wrong with Song Qinghuan. This time, when he saw her swallowing her saliva towards his fingers, Xu Ningzhou narrowed his eyes and a crafty smile flashed across his eyes. He placed his finger on the table and deliberately picked up the crab leg on the plate to peel Song Qinghuan's shell.

He looked like he didn't mind the smell of the seafood on his hands at all.

"Well, no." Song Qinghuan licked her lips as her eyes uncontrollably shifted towards Xu Ningzhou's hands. She was a little thirsty, so she picked up the champagne glass and drank a few mouthfuls before calming down.

Xu Ningzhou's hands paused, feeling extremely depressed in his heart. Seems like sitting in front of a living person like him wasn't as attractive as his hands?

After passing the crab leg meat over the sauce, Song Qinghuan bit down on it, "When did you arrive?"

Her position was located in the back of the banquet hall and in the corner, so she didn't notice the front hall and thus didn't notice when the other party had arrived.

"Just arrived." Xu Ningzhou fed the rest of the crab meat into his mouth, then took a wet towel from the table and slowly wiped his hands.

"Allow me." Song Qinghuan smiled as she picked up her wet towel. Her slightly cold fingers grabbed Xu Ningzhou's palm and began to wipe it.

He didn't forget to wipe the oil off while he was doing it. Hm, there was a cocoon around his finger.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" It was rare for Song Qinghuan to take the initiative. Although this little scoundrel was taking advantage of her, not only did Xu Ningzhou not get angry, he even went over and whispered into her ear, "How's the feeling?"

"That's right." Song Qinghuan was overjoyed for a moment, and even nodded in agreement. She stopped halfway through nodding, and then awkwardly retracted her hand, waving it at Xu Ningzhou, "Go to the bathroom and wash. The fishy smell of the sea is too strong for us to wipe away."

Xu Ningzhou understood. Song Qinghuan was getting shy now. He got up and did not forget to remind Song Qinghuan, "Don't run around. Call me if you need anything."

"Go, go." Song Qinghuan waved her hand and thought to herself, this is Shen Yi Nian's territory, what can happen to her?

and so on... Song Qinghuan raised her head and stared at Xu Ningzhou's back. It was a banquet for the music lords. What was Xu Ningzhou doing here?

It's not a business party.

Without waiting for Song Qinghuan to think further, the sound of footsteps came from her direction. She turned her head and looked.

The lights in the restaurant were warm orange. The person who came was dressed in formal attire. When he walked to a spot five steps away from Song Qinghuan, he could clearly see her warm face.

It was the national piano grandmaster, Ning Yan.

With Ning Yan's identity and status in the art world, this person was a central figure in the banquet hall. How could he separate from a group of people to come to the dining hall?

"Teacher Ning." Song Qinghuan stood up and politely took the initiative to greet him.

"Student Song." "Long time no see."

When Ning Yan asked Song Qinghuan if there was a chair in front of her, Song Qing smiled and said, "No, please take a seat."

As for Xu Ningzhou, he had just been sitting beside Song Qinghuan.

"Thank you." Ning Yan sat down opposite Song Qinghuan. It was only at such a close distance that Song Qinghuan finally noticed the azure color in his eyes and the fatigue in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan got up and went to get a cup of honey grapefruit tea. This kind of drink was cooked by a nutritionist on the spot, so when she saw the steaming cup of honey tea in front of her, the smile in her eyes deepened.

He was holding a teacup, staring at Song Qinghuan's face in a daze. Song Qinghuan had also noticed it. More accurately, she was looking at someone else through her face? This feeling was somewhat strange, but since the Master didn't say anything, she felt too embarrassed to ask. She just assumed that the other party had come here to find peace and quiet because he was annoyed by the outside.

"Sorry, sorry." After drinking a mouthful of hot tea, he lowered his eyes. A pair of artistic pianists slowly rubbed the surface of a cup as they gently said, "Student Song looks like an old friend of mine."