Chapter 12: Mrs. Sheng is quite capable

After drinking the chicken soup, Aunt Yuan brought her a bowl of bird's nest and asked her to eat it. Chushuang, whose stomach was full, tried to refuse in vain and had to carry it back to her room.

When I came out of the shower, I saw the silver light on the balcony of the bedroom. The moonlight was surprisingly good tonight.

Walk straight to the balcony, sit in the imperial concubine chair to admire the bright moon in the sky, turn on the playlist, the guqin flows slowly like water, and you will feel relaxed and comfortable listening to your favorite music.

There are many advantages to living in Qingyou Garden, including different kinds of food, a vast night view and a large balcony. It is true that apartments cannot be compared with villas.

Seeing that the moonlight was nice tonight, Sheng Ting decided to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. As he took his lighter and stepped onto the balcony, a long and ancient music sounded into his eardrums.

"The brocade zither makes a sound of regret for no reason, and wins with tears. I know that your heart is not beautiful. The water flows east day and night, hey, hey, hey - my thoughts are endless and my hatred is endless. When will it stop? Half of the river is trust and half of the river is sorrow..."

The opera singing style is ethereal and reverberating, and the female voice is crisp and graceful, with profound skills.

Glancing sideways, I saw a woman on the balcony next door wearing a smoky green gauze training suit. She had a slender and graceful figure. She was singing and dancing a classical dance lightly, with a gentle and affectionate look in her eyes.

They sang and danced under the moon, and seemed to be in good spirits.

"The autumn colors are like cold smoke on the waves, the mountains are reflecting the setting sun beside the sky and water, and the fragrant grass is even more ruthless outside the setting sun."

"Good dreams keep people asleep every night, don't lean alone on the high building, the wine makes people sad and turns into tears of lovesickness——"

The high-pitched and crisp singing voice conveys the last high note gracefully and beautifully.

Sheng Ting watched quietly, playing with the metal lighter in his right hand. With a click, a flame rose.

The flashing firelight was too conspicuous in the moonlight. Chushuang looked carefully and found a person standing in the darkness.

Her orchid finger was suspended in mid-air in a stiff posture, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Wasn't he still in the study? When did he start standing there?

Chu Shuang put down her stiff hands and smiled: "Uncle..."

Hearing her sudden call, Sheng Ting's eyes turned dark and he didn't respond.

Hatsushimo, who had spoken hastily and made the atmosphere even more awkward, almost bit her tongue secretly. Why did she think of this title as soon as she saw him?

"The moon is beautiful tonight. Are you coming to enjoy it too?"

"Hmm." The cigarette on his fingertips was emitting a faint flame, but the man did not inhale it. He raised his thin lips slightly and said, "The song is good."

Hatsushimo tightened her toes and put on a polite smile: "This song is called "Su Mu Zha". If you like it, you can listen to it."

When facing Sheng Ting directly, he realized that she was not wearing training clothes, but pajamas that looked very similar to classical dance training clothes. They were delicate and soft, and suited her very well.

"Where did this dance come from? It looks pretty good."

"I just improvised it for fun."

"Mrs. Sheng is quite skilled."

Chu Shuang's heart skipped a beat, and she realized that he had a calm and composed expression on his face, without the slightest hint of teasing or joking. The title seemed perfectly normal to him.

"Thank you." She coughed lightly and touched her arm. "It's getting cold. You should go back to your room and rest. Good night."

"Good night."

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Chu Shuang took a deep breath and buried herself in the quilt.

She declared it was the most embarrassing thing this year!

It's a common problem for dance learners: when they see the mirror or hear a favorite song, they want to dance. She was singing and dancing just now, and was very immersed in it.

Sleep, sleep, it won’t be embarrassing when you sleep.

Early in the morning, as soon as Hatsushuang woke up, she went to the back garden to see the flowers she had brought yesterday. She also went for a run in the maze. When she came out, she passed by the little-used lawn and wanted to plant some vegetables.

After breakfast, Sheng Ting went out. Chu Shuang played with the dog for a while and was thinking about giving it a name. After thinking for a long time and failing to find a good one, Li Bingbing called.

"Where have you been?"

Hatsushimo: "Where did you go?"

There was silence for a moment. Chushuang was stroking the dog's head, and his hand suddenly stopped. Oh, Bingbing is coming back to China today!

"Ms. Chu, I guess you haven't left the house yet. No, you just forgot about picking me up at the airport, right?" Li Bingbing deliberately teased in Cantonese.

"No, I'm already halfway there. I was just queuing up to buy you some strawberry mousse. Bingbing, wait a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Shuang quickly rushed upstairs to get the car keys, drove the wedding car straight to the airport.

She almost exceeded the speed limit several times, but fortunately the road was clear and passers-by thought she was some uneducated young man showing off by speeding.

It was ten minutes after they arrived at the airport. Li Bingbing saw her from a distance, took off her sunglasses and walked over gracefully. "It must have been hard for you to come here in such a short time, right?"

Hatsushime said calmly, "I left long ago because I waited so long for the strawberry mousse. The dessert shop was doing so much business."

"What about the strawberry mousse?"

"In the car."

Seeing Chushuang's Bentley, Li Bingbing's eyes lit up, "Wow, what a cool car! You already have a car, why doesn't my dad give me one!"

"Didn't Uncle Li say that he would give you a car after you get your degree? Just wait."

"There's still more than a year left. How can I get through this? All my friends in the circle of studying abroad have it, but I'm the only one who doesn't. My dad is really stingy."

Li Bingbing took a sip of mousse and her eyes relaxed instantly. "I've been looking at cars recently and saw a super cool Maserati. I'll have to open some champagne and celebrate when I graduate and get the car."

"It's time to celebrate. Before that, get your driver's license."

The person in the driver's seat drove in an orderly manner with a graceful profile. Li Bingbing watched with her hands on her hips, a smile on her lips and the curve at the corners of her eyes growing wider and wider.

"Finally I see you."

Chu Shuang glanced back unintentionally and found that the other person was looking at her with a "heart melting" expression, "Can you get drunk just by eating mousse?"

Li Bingbing rushed over and hugged her, with a look of love on her face, "I finally meet my Ah Shuang! Those drinking buddies out there are still not as good as the childhood friend who grew up with me."

As she said this, she tilted her head and rubbed Chushuang's neck. It really looked like the golden retriever she raised.

"I'm driving," Chu Shuang patted Li Bingbing on the back after parking the car on the side of the road. "Okay, don't interfere with my driving. Remember road safety."

She knew this person's character too well. She was a proud and arrogant rich girl in front of others, but when she acted coquettishly behind others, she was like a golden retriever reincarnated.

After restarting the car and getting on the road, Li Bingbing was shocked: "So cold."

Hatsushimo chuckled: "Eat your mousse quickly, I'll take you to a good meal."

"You won't take me to meet your husband?"

Hatsushimo paused, "It seems like he's been quite busy. I'll introduce him to you when I have time."

"Fortunately, my father didn't plan on me getting an arranged marriage. The thought of marrying someone I've only met a few times is terrifying."

"It's not that scary. It's actually not much different from before."

Li Bingbing came over and asked, "Is your husband handsome?"

The well-defined face flashed through his mind, and Hatsushimo nodded.

"Handsome, is he as handsome as your ex-boyfriend?"

"It's hard to compare. They are not of the same type."

“Are there any photos?”