"Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

Teacher Yun looked at her pale little face and felt more and more uneasy.

"fine."

Su Yun took a sip of juice: "Maybe my appetite hasn't been very good these days."

"Too……"

Teacher Yun frowned: "You have to take care of your aunt every day, and you also have to draw and practice dancing. It's really too tiring."

"How about this, I'll arrange for two servants to take care of your food and daily life, so that we can all feel more at ease."

"that is!"

Xiaoyu shook the red wine in her glass and said cheerfully, "Just do as Teacher Yun said. I'm really worried about leaving you under the nose of that bastard Sheng Huai!"

She frowned and looked at the juice in Su Yun's cup, then curled her lips and said, "No way, Xiao Yun, that bastard is so perverted that he doesn't even allow you to drink?"

"no."

Su Yun smiled gently.

"I was just about to tell you..."

As he was talking, there was a sudden commotion in the area where the spotlights on the stage were shining.

The crowd then exclaimed.

It was only a matter of moments.

The entire banquet hall was instantly surrounded by a romantic sea of ​​flowers, with rose petals scattered in every corner and exquisite jewels strung like wind chimes hanging naturally.

Each string was tied with a ribbon to a card with a handwritten message on it.

Su Yun silently sank into the sofa, holding the juice cup.

"I don't know which young man arranged this romantic event!"

Xiaoyu looked excited like a spectator.

"He must be proposing..."

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and she cursed with a dark face: "What an unlucky thing!"

"What's this?"

Teacher Yun also leaned over and glanced at the stage, somewhat surprised.

"Sheng Huai?!"

She turned around and looked to the side: "Xiao Yun, has your Sheng Huai entered the entertainment industry? Is he filming an old idol drama?"

“It has nothing to do with me!”

Su Yun drank some juice, picked up her bag and coat, and stood up: "Let's go to another place."

She had no interest in watching his performance now.

Teacher Yun and Xiaoyu looked at each other and stood up: "Why don't we go to my house?"

Before Su Yun opened her mouth to agree, a gentle call came from behind her.

"Yun'er, can you please not leave yet..."

Sheng Huai sat in the center of the stage, with a silver spotlight shining on him, his long legs stretched out casually, his posture lazy and elegant.

He stood up and walked over slowly, holding a somewhat worn harmonica in his hand.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Su Yun.

Su Yun frowned.

Xiao Ze met Xiao Yu's murderous gaze with a bitter face. How could he stop Young Master Sheng from doing what he wanted to do!

Sheng Huai stood in front of Su Yun, and Zhui Guang followed behind him.

The silver light makes his features more handsome, with clear and three-dimensional lines, like a boy who walked out of a comic book.

"Yun'er..."

Sheng Huai looked at her intently, his voice gentle and tender: "It's written in your sketchbook that when we first met, I was playing the harmonica and you were dancing..."

Su Yun frowned and didn't respond.

He continued to talk to himself: "It's a pity that Sheng Huai was a bastard at that time. He always ignored the feelings of a little girl, made her sad and cry, and made her disappointed and helpless."

"In the end... I lost her."

Sheng Huai finished speaking in a hoarse voice, bent his knees and extended his hand to her like a gentleman:

"So now, can a bastard like me ask that little girl to dance with me again and give me her hand again?"

"This time, I will never let go!"

The whole audience was shocked!

Everyone seemed to be under a spell and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.

Sheng Huai's sincere confession in public even moved Teacher Yun and Xiaoyu.

Only Su Yun still had a cold face, and even the color of his eyes did not change.

Sheng Huai waited for a long time.

He didn't even wait for Su Yun to reach out to him.

The whole place was in a stalemate.

Everyone was waiting to see the high and mighty President Sheng getting angry and humiliated after being rejected in public.

But he didn't.

In the silent banquet hall with various expressions, Sheng Huai leaned on the railing, looked at Su Yun on the sofa with dark eyes, and played the harmonica with half-closed eyes.

A very nice children's song.

It is also his first memory with Su Yun.

Under the light, a handsome man in a suit and tie leaned lazily, and the sound of his harmonica was so sincere that it moved almost everyone present.

Except Su Yun!

She nonchalantly pulled her coat over her belly, looking nonchalant.

Sheng Huai looked at her expression steadily, and Su Yun did not dodge as usual.

Xiaoyu secretly tugged at her clothes and lowered her voice: "Xiaoyun, Sheng Huai is serious..."

"Did you have a fight?"

There was also great shock in Teacher Yun's eyes. Sheng Huai's current appearance was completely different from the cold and dictatorial Mr. Sheng he knew.

Su Yun shook her head: "We didn't quarrel."

"No quarrel?" Xiaoyu looked even more surprised: "Then what is he trying to do? This is too abstract..."

"Xiao Yun, why aren't you moved? I am a little moved too..."

"What's so moving?"

She adjusted herself to a comfortable sitting position, leaned her slender waist on the soft pillow, and squinted her beautiful eyes to watch Sheng Huai perform in front of her.

Oh……

Su Yun just found it funny now.

What is Sheng Huai doing?

You don't think I will be moved, do you? It's almost the same as moving himself!

How funny!

How could he have the nerve to act affectionate?!

So shameless!

She was an obedient wife of Sheng, ironing his clothes and serving his dishes, not crying or making a fuss, quietly serving soup to him night after night waiting for him to come home, but she didn't cherish him!

She swallowed her tears again and again, pretending not to see her husband's romantic scandals, not noticing the lipstick marks on his shirt, and that he didn't appreciate the smell of perfume!

Now that you're divorced, you have to act like you're in great pain and regretting everything!

If I believed it now, I would be the biggest idiot in the world!

Su Yun frowned, too lazy to continue acting with him, and stood up to leave.

"Yun'er..."

Sheng Huai tried to grab her slender wrist anxiously, but missed.

However, he did not chase after them, but just stared at the backs of Su Yun and others.

After a moment, his face regained its composure.

The crowd was once again in shock, confusion, puzzlement, and excitement...

At the elevator entrance, Su Yun finally stopped and looked back at him.

The corners of his lips curled up in a mocking smile.

The elevator door opened and closed.

Sheng Huai still stood there and did not chase after him.

…

At the entrance of the club.

The cold wind mixed with fine snow blew straight into people's necks.

The three of them got into the car in a hurry.

All the way in silence.

But there was shock on their faces.

It was not until the car stopped at the door of Teacher Yun's villa that Xiaoyu could no longer hold back her gossipy spirit.

"Xiaoyun!"

"Why did you and Sheng Huai quarrel so fiercely this time?"

"He actually had the nerve to admit his mistake to you in public..."

Su Yun slowly wrapped her cashmere scarf tightly around her, buried her entire face in her coat, and opened the car door.

Following the back figure entering the room, he said lightly:

"We are divorced..."