The two of them started talking back and forth.

Zhong Lingyu did not stop them.

They talked more and more recklessly.

Lu Wanwan was too lazy to refute, anyway, in the eyes of many people now, she was the one who was falling in love with Han Jingmo.

With a ding, the elevator reached the first floor and the door opened.

Lu Wanwan was the first to walk out, but she didn't expect that she would meet Lu Guanghan coming to the company, who looked at her with a cold and extremely unfriendly expression.

Lu Wanwan felt guilty. Was her theft of the painting discovered?

If she had known earlier, she should have bought a fake one to pass it off as the real one, so that she wouldn't be discovered so early...

But fortunately, this was the company, and Lu Guanghan only took a glance and then looked away. Amid the greetings of "Good morning, President Lu, hello, President Lu", he entered the president's special elevator.

The female star in red clothes held her face and said infatuatedly: "President Lu is so handsome! With this look, he can easily beat a large group of people in the entertainment industry!"

The female star in black clothes asked curiously: "President Lu seemed to look at us just now. Was he looking at Sister Lingyu?"

"No, didn't you see President Lu's eyes that wanted to eat people? He was looking at a certain popular female star."

"Tsk tsk, the hype has alarmed President Lu, and he will suffer the consequences."

...

Lu Wan pretended not to hear it at all, walked past Zhong Lingyu without looking away, and walked out of Yingge Building.

As soon as he got into the car, he received a message from Lu Guanghan: If there is any damage, you will die!

Lu Wanwan trembled.

After a day of wandering, Lu Wanwan returned home at night and saw Lu Guanghan sitting in the living room. He was so scared that his calves began to tremble.

Lu Guanghan said grimly: "Start the time from now on. I will give you one minute to hang it back up the way you took it down."

"I heard someone praise you for being handsome today, but you are not handsome at all now."

"Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight..."

Such fragile family ties!

Not even a painting can match them!

The thief Lu Wanwan returned the stolen goods bitterly.

He worked hard all night to pick out a decent one, framed it, and tried to make it look less ugly.

It was Friday. In the afternoon, Han Jingmo drove Lu Wanwan to Han Jueming School, picked him up, and went back to his grandfather's house together.

Han Jueming chuckled as soon as he saw her.

Lu Wanwan also smiled nervously. Although she was just a child, she felt like she was meeting a parent.

After returning home and exchanging pleasantries, Lu Wanwan handed the gift she brought to the grandfather.

Unexpectedly, the calligraphy received great praise from the grandfather.

Lu Wanwan smiled reservedly, thinking that if she brought Lu Guanghan's calligraphy and paintings over, the grandfather might be happier. The vicious villain Lu Guanghan was preventing her from pleasing her future wife's grandfather.

At this time, her future wife, Han Jingmo, said lightly: "She can also play the erhu."

Lu Wanwan was surprised, with an expression on her face that said, "Are you kidding me?"

The old man was also surprised when he heard this: "You can also play the erhu? Few young people learn this."

Lu Wanwan smiled humbly and said: "I only know a little bit. My parents forced me to learn it when I was a child. I also learned a little bit of guzheng."

Although she thinks the erhu is very artistic, many people think of begging under the overpass when they hear the erhu. They think it is not high-end enough, so they use the guzheng to balance it out.

The old man smiled and said: "I like to listen to the erhu, but these two little guys don't want to learn it, and they are unwilling to play it for me. I still have an erhu, but I haven't played it for a long time."

It seems that the old man has no prejudice against this. Lu Wanwan gave up the guzheng and focused on the erhu. She talked about some things that she was forced to learn when she was a child.

The old man was very excited to hear this, and even felt that it was not enough, so he happily took out his erhu.

Lu Wanwan's eyelids twitched, and Lu Guanghan's crow mouth really hit the mark, performing erhu in front of the old man...

After raising his hand to take it, he said while tuning the strings: "I haven't touched it for more than half a year." After saying that, he looked at Han Jingmo and felt that it was all his fault. Why did he talk about this when there was nothing wrong.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, ignoring the complaining look she gave him. Just this posture, it looked quite standard to an outsider. Thinking of what she had said before, he asked: "You talked about horse racing and birds chirping in the empty mountains before..."

"You want to listen to this? Okay." Lu Wanwan tried a few notes and prepared to make a fool of himself.

Han Jingmo's lips curled up slightly, but when she shook the bow and played the first note, his back suddenly tensed.

This feeling was not surprise, but very strange.

He knew that she was good at calligraphy, and he had seen the sentence "Let's drink to the east wind and be calm together" countless times; he also knew that she could play the erhu, and he had heard her say it before, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

When he saw it this time, he felt shocked. It was obviously not a big deal, but that strange feeling kept surging in his heart.

At her smart fingertips, there jumped out the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, majestic, passionate, and unrestrained.

Until the song ended with the neighing of horses.

He couldn't take his eyes off her.

The old man laughed heartily and said, "Good! Very impressive!"

Han Jueming also clapped his hands, his eyes bright with laughter.

Lu Wanwan shamelessly accepted the compliment, turned his head to look at Han Jingmo, but looked into a pair of deep eyes.

Those eyes were deep and quiet, reflecting her figure.

Lu Wanwan's heart trembled. This serious look...

Could it be that it aroused the surging love hidden deep in the heart of the beautiful Han?

I didn't expect that playing the erhu would have such an additional effect. I can play a few more pieces in the future to increase the admiration of the beautiful Han for her.

After dinner, the two stayed here for one night and would go back tomorrow.

The old man saw that Lu Wanwan was still sleeping in the guest room, and looked at Han Jingmo in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Han Jingmo sighed and said nothing, a month or something.

The old man was simply furious at his lack of fighting spirit: "When will I be able to hold my great-grandson in my arms!"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Here, Lu Wanwan finished taking a shower and heard a knock on the door. After opening the door, he saw Han Jingmo standing outside with a pillow in his arms. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" "

Sleeping."

"Go back to your room." Lu Wanwan said as she tried to close the door.

Han Jingmo stretched out his hand to stop her from closing the door.

Lu Wanwan said coldly, "It was agreed to be one month."

"You agreed to it yourself, I didn't agree."

...

Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes at him, used force on her hands, and closed the door.

But she was not as strong as Han Jingmo after all. Not only did she fail to lock him out, but he also walked in openly.

The situation was stronger than the person, so Lu Wanwan could only talk about the rules: "Sleep honestly, don't move."

Han Jingmo nodded and hummed.

Lu Wanwan was surprised, so easy to talk to?

After lying on the bed.

Lu Wanwan held the hands on her waist and smiled: "Have you touched enough?" "

No."

"..." Who would answer so honestly!