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"sure."

After learning that Yan Xuan only had Su Shuo's contact information, Nan Ke left her own phone number with him.

Quan Xiu looked as happy as she did tonight.

"I won't bother you at any time."

Nan Ke smiled and said, "I'm not that busy recently, you don't have to be like this."

Quan Xiu smiled, and Nan Ke looked at Yan Xuan: "You guys go in quickly, I'm leaving now."

As soon as Nan Ke drove out, he received a call from Su Shuo.

When I parked the car on the empty roadside, Su Shuo had already called for the second time.

"Hello?"

"Where did you take that young pianist? His family has come to me."

Nan Ke pursed his lips and said, "It's been sent back. His assistant picked it up."

Su Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you took him home."

"What did you say……"

Nan Ke was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"I just had a meal with him, chatted with him, resolved the previous misunderstanding, and then sent him home."

Su Shuo tsk-tsk'd twice over there: "Anyway, just send it back, but I still have to say a few more words to you. If you want to find something new, don't tease him. He's in a very miserable situation and can't even see. If you want to treat him as a scum, he——"

"Are you afraid of his parents?"

Su Shuo was struck by what he was thinking. He was speechless for a moment, then stiffened his neck and said, "Is that so strange? A lean camel is bigger than a horse."

Nan Ke sighed: "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going home."

Su Shuo said "Hey hey" twice over there, and Nan Ke asked her if there was anything else.

"Did you really send him home?"

"If you don't believe me, you can call his parents right now to confirm."

"That's not necessary..."

Su Shuo was relieved, "Then go back and rest early!"

Nan Ke remembered that he had something important to tell her, so he immediately changed his role and asked her not to hang up the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to ask if you know any reliable ophthalmologist?"

Before Su Shuo could speak, Nan Ke said, "It doesn't have to be an ophthalmologist. A reliable doctor will do. They're sure to know someone."

"You're not..."

It sounded like Su Shuo was speechless.

"You want to find a doctor for that little pianist? To see his eyes?"

"No...Is it okay?"

Su Shuo advised her: "Forget it. Their family must have learned everything they can about this matter, both domestically and internationally. Who else can you find?"

"Just ask, just in case."

After hearing her say this, Nan Ke's enthusiasm was indeed cooled a little.

"Okay, I'll ask for you. Go home and go to bed quickly. Don't show up at the art exhibition looking haggard." Nan Ke said "OK" and hung up the phone.

After she got home and took a shower and did her skin care, she took out her cell phone and saw that there were no unread messages.

She didn't expect Su Shuo to help her get any useful information in such a short time, but she was originally expecting Quan Xiu to send her a message, but after just a little thought, she knew that the possibility was very small.

Quan Xiu's cell phone would only be handed over to him when he and Yan Xuan separated, but his condition was obviously not suitable for using a smartphone.

Nan Ke lay on the bed and opened the dialog box with Xing Chen. He looked at it for a while, but finally left without sending anything.

Xing Chen should be asleep by now.

But she couldn't sleep, so after lying down for a while, she got up and started searching the Internet for information that might be helpful to Quan Xiu.

The next day, Nan Ke went to the art exhibition with dark circles under her eyes that could not be covered up even with foundation.

Su Shuo looked at her speechlessly for a while, as if hesitating between "Should I educate her?" and "Forget it, at least let her go for the time being."

In the end I chose the former.

"Even though you're the main force, isn't your attitude a bit too disrespectful of me? What was the last thing I said to you yesterday?"

Nan Ke knew that he was wrong, so he had to apologize with a smile.

"I really couldn't sleep. I just wanted to be obedient. I definitely didn't mean to contradict you."

Su Shuo still stared at her speechlessly, and was not moved by her words.

"Did you see the dark circles on your face before you left?"

Nan Ke smiled and avoided the main point, "Although my condition may seem a little disappointing, at least my mental state is good."

She added, "I'm in a good mood too."

This is the most important thing. Not getting enough sleep is not a problem at all.

As long as you are in a good mood, work becomes easy.

Su Shuo still looked unhappy, so Nan Ke jumped over and hugged her, calling her "Sister Su Su" all the time.

Soon, Su Shuo was defeated.

It means not to bother with her for now.

"Were you the one who sent the young pianist home yesterday?"

Nan Ke muttered, "I have a name, Susu, you're being a little rude."

Su Su pointed to her arm and said, "Look, there are layers of goose bumps. Can you be more normal?"

Nan Ke moved away from her: "Yes, I sent him back, what's wrong?"

"Then you didn't ask him if he was willing to come here and play the piano again?"

"after?"

"Of course it was during the opening period. Although he's not as famous as he used to be, there are still a lot of people lining up to hear him play. You saw it yesterday, quite a few people came for him. It's just that we changed the time so hastily that some people didn't even get a glimpse of the event before it ended. When I got home yesterday, several people called to ask about my situation."

Nan Ke's expression became serious and he didn't say anything for a while.

Su Shuo said, "If you two have become friends, you can talk to him about it. What if he is willing?"

Nan Ke looked over and saw Su Shuo shrug.

"Don't let him work in vain. If there's a win-win situation, he won't lose anything. Just tell him that we'll pay him a salary, either by the number of times he performs or by the song he sings. It doesn't matter."

Nan Ke didn't think this was a good thing.

"Forget it. How many of the people who come to listen to him truly love music, and how many just want to see if he's really blind?"

"Why are you still considering others? Putting aside other things, even if they are just here to watch the fun, he can get money and you have paintings to sell, so why not do it?"

"How many of those who watch him have fun can actually buy his paintings?"

Nan Ke just didn't want Quan Xiu to play the piano again.

And she couldn't tell why, but she had a hunch that if she asked Quan Xiu, there was a high probability that Quan Xiu would agree.

But the greater possibility is that he is not doing it for money...

"What if?"

Su Shuo still hopes that Nan Ke can consider it.

"Besides, if more people come, it will be more lively and easier for the media we work with to publish articles. Besides, even though the ticket price is not much, more is always better."

Nan Ke still shook his head.

"Even if he's willing, I don't. This is an art exhibition after all, and the piano is just for show. Why is it being treated as a concert? If you want to hear a performance, go to the Golden Hall."

"You only know the Golden Hall?"

Nan Ke felt a little guilty. She blurted out the words and didn't know if she was wrong.

Su Shuo sighed, "Forget it. I originally wanted to talk to his parents about this, but I thought they wouldn't agree. I thought if I consulted him personally and he agreed, it wouldn't be too much of a embarrassment for him. I didn't expect you to block me out."

Nan Ke put on a pleading expression and looked at Su Shuo: "Sister Su Su." Her tone was pitiful: "It's not necessary."

Su Shuo was too lazy to look at her again.

"Come on, get to work."

She reminded him, "You were the one who said you were in a good mood. You need to cheer up."

"no problem."

Nan Ke smiled sincerely and nodded.

Then he chased after her and asked, "Susu, is there any news about the doctor I asked you to contact?"

Su Shuo rolled his eyes at her.

"I asked a few questions for you..."

Su Shuo paused and said, "Ahem... a few friends, basically none of them are reliable, but one said his brother is a doctor and will help me contact him. I'll let you know if there's any news."

"good."

The friends Su Shuo mentioned are most likely his sex partners.

But at least she was someone she knew, so Nan Ke didn't expose her and just waited for good news.

Su Shuo saw Nan Ke's expression and continued to pour cold water on her.

"Don't get your hopes up too high. I still say the same thing. His family must have taken him to many doctors, but he still hasn't recovered. This proves that this matter is not as simple as you think."

"I know."

Su Shuo looked at her again.

"Also, I have to warn you, don't abuse disabled people."

Nan Ke was at a loss for words: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

"I'm no stranger to your impulsive behavior. I have to warn you. The concept of flirting and dating with others is completely different from flirting and dating with that young pianist. Precisely because he can't see..."

Su Shuo looked at Nan Ke and said softly, "...That's why I regard you as my only support."

Nan Ke smiled a little nervously: "We are not dating, and I didn't flirt with him..."

"Just try to fool me, but don't fool yourself."

Su Shuo obviously didn't believe it. She thought she was far superior to Nan Ke in this kind of thing, so of course she wouldn't listen to her excuses.

"I know you're feeling a bit tired of your current relationship, and I understand you need new excitement, but he's clearly not the right person for you. By the time you want to withdraw, it's too late."

After hearing this, Nan Ke was speechless.

Su Shuo stopped talking and just looked at her quietly.

The two waited for the elevator together. Fortunately, there was no one else in the elevator when they arrived.

Nan Ke laughed.

"I didn't even know before that you agreed with me cheating?"

"Is it considered cheating if I drink and talk with a new boy, hold hands and kiss him?"

Nan Ke was stunned.

She always knew that Su Shuo had no moral bottom line, but she didn't expect her to be so generous to her friends.

"Doesn't... count?"

"That's just a way to spice up life. Life is always boring sometimes, and we can only rely on a little excitement to get through it."

Nan Ke pursed his lips as he looked at the rising elevator numbers.

"But at that level, Xing Chen would definitely go crazy if he knew."

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