In a trance, Song Yiyi thought she was dazzled.
She...saw Cen Yue smile?
Different from the cold and frosty beauties of the past, Cen Yue raised the corners of her lips, giving people a sense of vitality as if the ice and snow had melted for thousands of years and all things were reviving.
Song Yiyi waited for him to come over, picked up a bottle of soda and handed it to him with both hands.
He said with a flattering smile, "You've been playing for so long, you must be thirsty. Come, have a drink to moisten your throat."
Her voice was cheerful.
Cen Yue chuckled softly, took the soda, glanced at Chen Xier, and said coldly: "Comrade Chen Xier, I really envy you."
Chen Xier was so embarrassed that she could barely stand. Her eyelids twitched when she heard this. "What do you mean?"
Cen Yue said calmly, "I envy you for having a life so shallow that it can only be measured by eighty-eight piano keys."
His sarcastic tone at this moment made Song Yiyi feel comfortable all over.
Chen Xier was so angry that she jumped up and down, "You...you!"
Cen Yue was speaking up for Song Yiyi.
Chen Xier's chest heaved violently, and she was choked by Cen Yue and couldn't utter a word.
But the other person was Cen Yue, and she couldn't curse back.
After all, everyone in the hospital knows that no one should mess with Political Commissar Cen, and Chen Xier is no exception.
She could only yell with a red face: "What's it to you if I say something about her?!"
"Want to know? It will be soon." Cen Yue looked calm and said something without any beginning or end.
After saying that, he looked at Song Yiyi and said, "Go over there."
Song Yiyi followed happily.
She wanted to do a victory dance in front of Chen Xier. No matter what dance it was, the only thing to show off was it.
Cen Yue took two steps, then turned back and said to Chen Xier, "Oh, you just played three wrong notes."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Chen Xier stood there alone and almost exploded with anger.
The action she had just done deliberately now made her look like a clown.
Chen Xier felt dizzy and suddenly remembered that Kang Ying was missing.
Just when he was about to find the culprit and vent his dissatisfaction, he saw Cen Bowen and his mother walking in from the door.
When Cen's mother went up the stairs, she still held Cen Bowen's arm.
Chen Xier shook her hair and walked towards the two of them.
Cen Yue took Song Yiyi and walked towards Cen Anguo. This time he deliberately slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi smiled with her eyes curved, "Commander, I watched you play the piano. Your old man's face was very dark, very dark."
Cen Yue's eyes paused, "That's good."
After saying that, he added, "The purpose isn't to make him angry, the purpose is to help you vent your anger."
Song Yiyi was shocked, "Really?"
Cen Yue nodded.
Song Yiyi didn't act pretentiously and thanked him immediately: "I knew you were the best, Commander. I will follow your lead from now on! If you point the way, I will never go west!"
Cen Yue: "Then you'll listen to me tonight?"
Song Yiyi nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
She could guess what Cen Yue was going to do, which was nothing more than to continue to anger Cen Anguo, so she just had to cooperate.
Anyway, she is just here to be a tool.
It hasn't worked yet, and I'm a little confused.
"By the way, how do you play the piano?" Song Yiyi asked in a low voice.
Cen Yue is a political commissar at such a young age. He must have served as a soldier for many years. It's really strange that he still has time to develop other hobbies.
Cen Yue looked straight ahead and exchanged glances with Cen Anguo who was not far away, his eyes full of coldness.
"My mother loved the piano when she was alive. After she passed away, the old man hated me the most when I touched the piano."
Song Yiyi listened halfway through, then looked up at Cen Yue curiously: "So you learned this from your mother?"
Cen Yue did not answer.
Because someone called him, "Uncle."
Cen Bowen's mother was standing next to him, and they walked over together.
Mother Cen had a hypocritical smile on her face, "Little brother, Dad is waiting over there, let's go together?"
But what she was thinking in her heart was: Cen Yue had not given her face time and time again, and she remembered it all. When she had the chance, she would definitely not let him go!
Cen Bowen didn't have as many worries as his mother.
His eyes were glued to Song Yiyi at this moment and he couldn't move them away.
It was also the first time that Cen Bowen saw Song Yiyi like this.
I knew she was pretty, but I didn't expect her to be this beautiful. My heart started beating fast at the first sight of her.
When he and Mother Cen came over, they also heard some gossip from the people in the courtyard.
He knew that Song Yiyi came to the social gathering with Cen Yue, and he also knew that his uncle wanted Song Yiyi to choose a husband and get married as soon as possible.
Cen Bowen felt somewhat dissatisfied with his uncle.
What does it have to do with him whether Song Yiyi gets married or not?
Cen Yue and Gu Chengze are selfish. They don't care about Song Yiyi's happiness for the sake of their own future.
But he quickly looked away and didn't dare to look at Song Yiyi again.
Because of the half look that Cen Yue almost gave him, and also because he remembered what Cen Yue had said before.
Compared to Song Yiyi, Cen Bowen wants to stay here more.
He didn't want to go to the border.
Cen Yue didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows and looked behind Cen Bowen and Cen's mother.
"Aunt, Cen Bowen, have you seen Kang Ying?"
Chen Xier walked behind the two of them and asked directly without any greetings.
When Mother Cen heard this, she said with a displeased expression, "Go home."
Chen Xier muttered something, without even saying thank you, and turned to leave.
They didn't go to find Cen Anguo. Cen Guoan came over by himself and started scolding Cen Yue as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Didn't I tell you? Stay away from those shady things and do something serious."
Cen Anguo looked at Cen Yue with a sharp gaze, "You are really not worthy of being on the stage at all."
The way he treated Cen Yue was completely different from the amiable leader just now.
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