Tang Wanrou sat on the sofa in despair.

"It turned out to be Ruan Su..."

How could there be such a woman in this world?

The sky was already bright at this time, and the mother and daughter did not sleep all night and sat motionless on the sofa.

There was also a farewell banquet hosted by the Galerie Contest at noon today, and the two of them originally wanted to attend it brightly.

But now...

What else can I do if I lost my shame to my grandma's house?

On the other side, Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi had fallen asleep early, and it was already bright when they woke up.

It was just that the sky was gray and gloomy. Ruan Su sat up and opened the curtains and saw dark clouds outside the window. It was obvious that it was about to rain.

"Unexpectedly, today is a cloudy day."

The grass outside the window also lowered its head, the branches were twisted, and small raindrops fell quietly while speaking.

The thick black cloud squeezed the sky, as if it was about to fall down at any time.

Depressed that the whole world is quiet.

The vigorous morning is now extremely low.

She glanced at her mobile phone casually and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls.

There was Li Zhuoyan, Mrs. Xie, Jiang Xinyu, Jiang Xinfeng...

And Yan Nie?

She was a little puzzled.

Before going to bed last night, she very cooperatively recorded the audio and sent it to Bo's Entertainment.

She is low-key, but Tang Wanrou may not be able to step on her head and do her best.

She went to sleep when it was finished.

Unexpectedly, there was already a **** storm on Weibo.

Bo Xingzhi looked at her helplessly, "Yan Nie passed the Guqin to you."

Ruan Su was looking at the phone and raised his head when he heard his voice, his black and white eyes were clear, "What? Does he think I'm destined?"

"Yeah! I posted a Weibo in the middle of the night last night." Bo Xingzhi squeezed her face in love, "You will be the heir of Yan Nie from now on."

"I don't want to do it." Ruan Su has a headache, feeling that he has enough responsibilities on his body, now let's have another one.

She was about to call Yan Nie back, but she didn't expect Yan Nie to call again.

"Old words."

"Miss Ruan, sorry. Without your permission, I will give you the Guqin on my own terms." Yan Nie’s voice was a bit tired, "I hope you don’t mind. I really want to pass it on to you. Because only you are worthy of it. Hey—"

He sighed long. "My body is worse than every day...Miss Ruan, you really..."

Ruan Su was a bit hard to get off.

She originally wanted to refuse, but these words said by Yan Nie made her wonder how to speak her refusal.

"Old Yan, you must not say that, your body may be saved." Ruan Su comforted him in a low voice.

"It's no help. I have had a few chemotherapy treatments recently and it has some effect, but it won't last long. This is my only wish in my life, that is to arrange my piano." Yan Lao said, "I also invite Miss Ruan to go back to the country. Come here to pick up the violin from now on, I will hold a ceremony, and please come by then."

"Okay, okay, Yan Lao, Ruan Su must be fortunate to live."

Ruan Su calmed down after hanging up the phone, her beautiful face was melancholy, "Yan is always terminally ill, I'm afraid..."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can resist this. Ruilan 133 is not a panacea." Bo Xingzhi patted her shoulder, softly comforting.

Ruan Su nodded, Ruilan 133 can prolong life, but for people who are dying, it can only be icing on the cake. But it cannot cure all diseases.

For Yan Nie, an old man who has been obsessed with music all his life, she still feels a little bit emotional.

*

The farewell banquet of the Griffin Grand Prix was still held in the top lobby of the hotel.

Tang Wanrou followed Mrs. Tang, her face was fiercely painful, her face turned blue and red, aching, as if she had been slapped several times invisibly.

"Mom... I just said that we don't use it, just go back to China."

Madam Tang glared at her coldly, "What do you know? This is a good time to befriend those big guys. What should I do when I return to China? Ruan Su is very famous. What do you compare to her?"

"But everyone knows that I am not Xuehai. I am so embarrassed! I dare not look at everyone." Tang Wanrou said shamefully, her mood simply couldn't calm down.

Especially the evidence on the Internet, including verbal abuse, and the support of celebrities.

They all publicly beat their mother and daughter in the face.

That face hurts... Her eyes were so flustered, she didn't dare to look at the people around her, and felt that everyone around her was secretly laughing at her and talking about her.

Mrs. Tang looked far away at the gorgeously dressed big coffees in the hall, and she took her gaze away again after only looking at it.

His eyes gradually became firm, "Mom is all for you, not for herself, and the heavens are destroyed. I heard that Shen Siliang, the eldest master of the Shen family, will also come today."

"Really?" Tang Wanrou's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "That's great."

"Otherwise, why didn't Mom leave? As long as you get into Shen Siliang's eyes and later marry into the Shen family, then you will be truly superior."

There was a commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall.

The mother and daughter were happy, "Could it be Young Master Shen who is here?"

The two also looked towards the door, and the guests crowded in the door automatically stepped aside.

A pair of wall men who appeared hand in hand came into view.

I saw Ruan Su wore a long golden strapless dress with a beautiful collarbone, and the skirt's material was slightly reflective, and the hem was curved from high to low, making it elegantly slightly puffed up.

The beautifully curved lines make it even more slender and surplus that seems unable to withstand a grip.

Gao Wan's long black hair and her skin that is better than snow complement each other, creating a perfect curve.

The thin folds at the hem of the long skirt swayed gently with the footsteps of the visitors, and looked like a fairy in the yellowish white light.

Holding her thin arm, she looked at the hall gracefully and charmingly.

Thin Xingzhi wears a hand-made tailored suit, and her long slender legs are wrapped in stiff trousers.

Born with a noble and extraordinary atmosphere, his handsome face is shocking.

With one hand in his pocket, he scanned the crowd, dangerous and domineering.

After seeing the person coming, the mother and daughter of the Tang family suddenly became stiff with anticipation on their faces.

At this moment, the last thing they want to see is this pair of men and women.

"Mr. Bo!"

Suddenly, a voice rang from the entrance of the hall, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

I saw a man in a silver-gray suit hurriedly approaching, and before approaching, he stretched out his hand towards Bo Xingzhi.

"Master Shen Da." Bo Xingzhi faintly stretched out his right hand and shook the hand of the visitor symbolically before releasing it.

"Long time no see." Shen Siliang's lips curled with a smile. "Is this Miss Ruan? I have long looked up to my name."

He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Ruan Su, but his hand stretched out again. He held the man's hand again. He was taken aback and then smiled again, and withdrew his hand indifferently.

Secretly surprised, Ruan Su is so beautiful!

He is very handsome, but he is still far behind the thin line.

It can only be regarded as middle and upper class, not bad, nor unforgettable as beautiful and invincible.

Ruan Su glanced at him, just nodded politely to say hello. I don't want more than words.

Madam Tang originally wanted to take Tang Wanrou with her, but when she saw Shen Siliang's familiar greeting with Bo Xingzhi, her eyes suddenly flickered in panic.

The hand that fell to his side couldn't help clenching into a fist.

Damn it!

Why is Shen Siliang so familiar with Bo Xingzhi's attitude and there is a hint of ingratiation?

crazy!

It's crazy!

Tang Wanrou could almost feel that when Ruan Su stepped in, all the eyes of everyone present were looking at her.

She is simply the focus of the audience.

Why is she always the most attractive no matter where she is?

Tang Wanrou felt extremely uncomfortable.

Envy and resentment.

Even if she wanted to seduce the upper man, she was holding Bo Xingzhi.

God is so unfair!

After a few words of greeting between Bo Xingzhi and Shen Siliang, he took Ruan Su to the rest area.

"what do you want to drink?"

"Let's have a glass of juice." Ruan Su was sitting lazily on the sofa. She was waiting for the old fashion demon. It's all here. Why hasn't the old demon come yet?

She looked at the entrance of the hall from time to time.

Not far away, Mrs. Tang finally brought Tang Wanrou to Shen Siliang's side.

"Master Shen...How is my aunt?" Tang Wanrou wiped the tears that didn't exist at the corner of her eyes sadly, looking very concerned about Qiao Nian.

Shen Siliang's expression did not face the enthusiasm of Bo Xingzhi and Ruan Su, but a trace of enthusiasm, "I will take care of Aunt Qiao's affairs. So... Madam Tang, can you give me an explanation? Why did she do so? Got jail? Did she really instigate that man?"

Shen Siliang's tone was aggressive.

Mrs. Tang's face was slightly stiff, and she did everything perfectly, and it was impossible for the Shen family to discover it.

So she calmed down and said calmly, "I have to ask my sister, she should know best about what she is doing. I didn't expect my sister to make arrangements like this. Maybe she really wants to be gentle and live together in Shen's house. NS."

"Sister, I didn't expect you to frame me. By this time, you still wouldn't admit it."

Suddenly a voice sounded faintly from behind Mrs. Tang.

Madame Tang was shocked, she turned her head abruptly and stared at the woman not far behind as if she had seen a ghost.

"Qiao Nian?!"

Isn't she in jail?

Why are you here?

"My good sister, that man was obviously you looking for, but you blamed me. Just wanting Wan Rou to settle in Shen's house smoothly, but also want me to pay for you, except for my thorny eye. You have been fighting with me since you were a child. , Compete with me. I thought that at our age, I could be a good pair of sisters, but I didn't expect it to be naive."

Qiao Nian wore a big red dress with a pair of high heels of the same color on his feet, flaming red lips, and full of aura.

It's just that her eyes are very cold, extremely cold.

Looking at Mrs. Tang's gaze seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Or, in her heart, her own sister is dead.