When I wake up in the morning. Qiao Yang was lying in bed and didn't want to get up.

Especially the feeling that the naked body is closely attached to the soft and comfortable bedding, people just want to sink into the warm bedding for a lifetime.

He lay on the bed and looked around at his surroundings. It was obviously the first time he slept at Gu Ye’s house, but he didn’t feel like he was alive.

Because the surrounding smell is familiar and warm---Gu Ye's smell.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, so you don't need to think about it to know that Gu Ye has gone to the company.

In fact, half asleep and half awake, he seemed to dream that Gu Ye kissed his forehead before leaving, and said softly: Good morning, baby.

He touched his forehead, and the touch of Gu Ye's soft lips still remained on his skin.

Not a dream.

This can be considered a good morning kiss, and Qiao Yang shrank under the covers and smiled.

After gradually waking up, he felt thirsty, and when he looked up, he saw a bottle of water on the bedside. Just like the last time I was in the hotel, there was a sticky note written to him by Gu Ye under the water bottle.

Qiao Yang twisted the water to drink while holding a small piece of paper to read:

Baby, I'm going to the company first.

Next to the pillow is a new set of clothes and a new mobile phone for you. Breakfast is in the restaurant. Remember to eat when you wake up. Lunch will be delivered at 12 noon.

I leave Geng Hui at home for you, if you have anything you want him to do. I will also attend the business exchange meeting tonight. If you don't have to go back to Qiao's house and wait for me at home, let's go to participate again.

ps: My signature is on the back of your new phone, and it has been coated with a permanent protective film.

----Gu Ye.

After reading the last line, Qiao Yang almost didn't spray out a mouthful of water.

He coughed twice and laughed. Squinting, he saw a silver mobile phone lying on the pillow next to Gu Ye's neatly stacked clothes.

The phone is the same as his original one. At the corner of the silver back shell, two words were written with a black signature pen: Gu Ye.

The pen is sharp, vigorous and powerful.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the overbearing full of sworn sovereignty.

Just because he asked for Shang Hua's autograph last night, Gu Ye got him a signature mobile phone today. This possessive expression is too naive.

The corners of Qiao Yang's mouth are about to rise to the sky: This man, he really doesn't have to worry at all.

With a smile in his eyes, he stroked Gu Ye's name with his fingers, thinking: Fortunately, it was written in the bottom corner when he picked it up.

It would be really shameful if it was written in the center without being seen by others.

Qiao Yang just opened the door of the room and went out. Geng Hui, who had been waiting outside, greeted him:

"Young Master Qiao, you are up. Mr. Gu has prepared breakfast for you, do you want to use it now?"

The attitude is more respectful and serious than Axing.

Qiao Yang gave a hum, and said, "I have to go back to Qiao's house after breakfast. Don't let anyone deliver lunch."

Geng Hui said, surprised: "You, are you not here for lunch anymore?"

Qiao Yang thought that he had left, making Geng Hui unable to confess to Gu Ye. Just explained: "Yes, I have something to do when I go back to Qiao's house. I will explain to Gu Ye in a while so that you won't be embarrassed."

Geng Hui: "...Yes."

Why is he embarrassing?

His heartache was bleeding.

Because Gu Ye had paid for Qiao Yang’s lunch in advance, even if he pushed the money, he would not come back.

Gu Ye was afraid that it would not meet Qiao Yang's appetite, so he ordered three Michelin three-star restaurants special Japanese, French, and Hong Kong dishes.

Especially for Japanese food, the selected hairy crabs and shrimps are all Hokkaido fishermen. They were salvaged from the Pacific Ocean at 4 am and were directly transported by air in a refrigerator.

The price is expensive, but it is said to be extremely delicious.

But with a word from the young master, it disappeared without smelling it.

Qiao Yang didn't know it at all. He looked at the full table in amazement: "So much, did I eat it alone?"

Because the types of breakfast on the table are rich enough. There are Chinese fried buns, various dim sum, millet porridge, western fried bacon, fried egg vegetable salad, and corn soup.

Even more exaggerated is that they even have French fries, burgers, and pizza.

Qiao Yang thought: This should be because the original owner once went to school in the United States.

Geng Hui explained by his side: "Mr Gu doesn't know what kind of taste you like, so he prepared everything."

"It turned out to be so."

Qiao Yang drank the milk: "I'm not picky eaters. It is too wasteful for others to make it like this in the future."

Geng Hui said: Yes.

He thought with a heartache: You don't even know that you have just wasted a more luxurious lunch.

Qiao Yang, who spent the whole night, was happy to have breakfast. He sent a message to Gu Ye:

[I have to go home to prepare piano music and dresses later. 】

[You don’t have to wait for me, I will attend the evening exchange meeting with my dad. 】

Gu Ye responded with a message: [Okay, see you that evening. 】

Just as Qiao Yang was about to turn off his phone, he received another message:

[I have everything ready, will you come home with me after the exchange meeting? 】

thing……

Qiao Yang didn't swallow a mouthful of milk and almost choked.

He almost forgot, he promised to'go on' Gu Ye tonight.

~

Although the official business exchange activities are based on music, the artists who can be called teachers are invited to sit here, and the atmosphere is quite serious.

Qiao Yang watched the program on the way here.

The opening was the dance and chorus of the famous folk song and dance troupe in S city. After that, the famous old artist Wen Xiang played the erhu, and the well-known old cross talk performer performed cross talk.

Gao Yuan's piano performance is probably in the middle part, and his piano music is in the last program.

In the program list full of the names of masters in the music and art world, even Gao Yuan has become a general existence, and his name is more like an unknown boy.

So this has become a point of curiosity. Everyone will guess who Qiao Yang is and why he can appear among many masters.

Qiao Yang secretly sighed: He is eye-catching with another meaning.

Because in the eyes of others, the three young masters of his Qiao family are able to get a handle on many teacher-level characters based on their relationship.

As long as there is a slight mistake, it will be laughed at infinitely enlarged. It may also leave a laughing stock for a lifetime, and even embarrass the Qiao family.

Especially those Gao Yuan, will definitely take his mistakes into publicity.

Qiao Yang couldn't help becoming nervous.

Qiao Tiancheng saw it. He patted Qiao Yang on the shoulder and pointed at the name of the person on the list. He laughed: "There are some teachers in there, we all know each other. I will introduce them to you later."

Still softly persuaded him: "I told them that you are here to play. In their eyes, you are a young junior, and they will tolerate even if something goes wrong."

Qiao Yang encouraged himself even more with the kindness and kindness of Shang Qiao Tiancheng.

Even if it is for the face of Qiao Tiancheng on such occasions, he must interpret his music perfectly.

He nodded and said, "Dad, don't worry, I can't go wrong with my own composition."

The exchange meeting has not yet started, and the venue is already very lively.

After Qiao Tiancheng walked into the venue with Qiao Yang, it immediately attracted no one's attention. Many people gathered around with wine glasses, and Qiao Tiancheng and Qiao Yang also started socializing.

From afar, a man with sunglasses and shoulder-length hair was also looking at Qiao Yang.

With the wine glass in his hand, the disdainful expression hidden under the sunglasses, and the slightly raised chin can tell the person's arrogance.

A man with short hair dyed in grandma's gray next to him touched his wine glass and said with a meaningful smile in his eyes: "Teacher Gao, here comes the man."

Gao Yuan snorted, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

The grandmother gray man said: "The third young master of the Qiao family also wants to play piano music. What is called "destiny". I have never heard of it before."

He sneered again: "Everyone on the court today knows the comments you made about him before. He blatantly challenged you. If he fails, he will be embarrassed in front of the political, business, and entertainment masters."

"Really bold."

After Gao Yuan listened, he didn't comment. The corner of his mouth provoked a contemptuous smile.

Composing and arranging is indeed his job. But he began to learn piano at the age of 4, and he gained a name in the piano world at a young age. In these years, he has participated in countless piano performances and won countless trophies and honors.

However, Qiao Yang dared to challenge him on the piano, because of how he couldn't help it.

Grandma Gray's name is Liu Peng. I am also a composer of Yinfan Entertainment, and I naturally want to get to know some art masters if I can follow Gao Yuan here today.

He looked around the meeting place, suddenly his eyes lit up, patted Gao Yuan's shoulder and said, "Look, Master Wen Xiang is here, let's go over and greet his old man."

The lofty and careless attitude was let go, and instead he nodded seriously and said:

"Ms. Wen doesn't like young people too much. He only values ​​people's ability. We also pay attention to the tone when we talk to him."

However, when the two people wanted to greet each other, they saw Master Wen chatting with Qiao Yang happily.

Wen Xiang is a famous old artist. He was wearing a black gown and a neat white cuff rolled up around his wrist. His white hair and spirit make him look like a fairy style.

He shook hands with Qiao Yang, with a look of affection: "You are the young master of the Qiao family, Qiao Yang, lucky to meet, lucky to meet."

Qiao Yang saw the name tag on his chest and realized that he was the old art master Wen Xiang, and he was invited to play Erhu today.

He responded politely and modestly to the old predecessor: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. It's my luck to meet Teacher Wen."

But he was puzzled in his heart: a master like Wen Xiang is someone he can't find now. Why would you come to him on the initiative? Is it Qiao Tiancheng's friend?

Wen Xiang patted his shoulder with one hand, and laughed in a low voice: "That kid Su Cheng specially asked me to let me take care of you today. Don't let people bully his brother."

"I'm thinking about the young master of the Qiao family, who dares to bully you?"

Qiao Yang Yixi: It turned out to be my brother.

He smiled and asked, "Teacher, don't listen to his nonsense. Does he always cause you trouble?"

Wen Xiang laughed and said, "What's the trouble? I and Su are always tea friends. Your brother often gets us some novel teas, but they taste good."

Asked Qiao Yang again: "I heard that the tune you want to play in a while was written by yourself? Then I have to look forward to it."

Seeing Wenxiang's attitude towards him, Qiao Yang thought: It seems that Su Cheng has a good relationship with Master Wenxiang.

Qiao Yang's pressure is also much less. He smiled and said, "Yes, maybe I will make you laugh."

Gao Yuan and Liu Peng stopped coming to greet Master Wen. They looked at Master Wen and Qiao Yang, who were chatting happily, and their faces were dumbfounded.

Liu Peng snorted helplessly: "In the end, the identity of the rich young master is different from ours. We are born with the resources and contacts that we cannot get with our best efforts."

Gao Yuan did not speak.

He held the wine glass and put it between his tight lips and drank it with his head up, and then placed it heavily in the tray held by the passing waiter.

Liu Peng added: "I also heard that the president of the Gu Group wants to shoot MTV for the work of the young master of the Qiao family, and it is Director Jiang that he is looking for."

"Director Jiang has always only looked at his works but not people. Our works have been rejected, let alone a young master who only plays music."

"If President Gu can really invite him, it will probably cost a lot of money to invite him?"

Gao Yuan snorted: "For works like his, it would be strange to invite Director Jiang."

His voice was a little louder, and Liu Peng quickly reminded him: "Shhh, please be quiet, Teacher Gao."

But some people heard it, and a voice rang behind them: "Director Jiang promised Mr. Gu, and now the script is finalized."

Gao Yuan, they immediately turned their heads, and were surprised when they saw the person talking behind them.

Liu Peng hurriedly laughed with him and asked, "Ms. Shang Hua? Are you here too?"

Shang Hua smiled with them, and said casually: "I came with a friend, join in the fun."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Qiao Yang. It just so happened that Gu Ye led Jiang Zhou into the venue at this time.

Gu Ye wore a formal suit, making it even more so that he was tall and erect, with outstanding temperament.

When Shang Hua first met Gu Ye five years ago, he was dressed in formal wear, but now Gu Ye is more mature and confident and indifferent than he was then.

It also gave this handsome man an eye-catching charm.

But when such a man saw Qiao Yang, his aura changed. There is no longer no temperature in those beautiful peach blossom eyes, but real tenderness is revealed.

Shang Hua was sad and unwilling.

But Liu Peng and Gao Yuan were watching Qiao Yang and Jiang Zhou chatting in a friendly manner.

Liu Peng wondered: "Director Jiang really took over Qiao Yang's work? He even rejected Gao's work."

After speaking, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly looked at Gao Yuan apologetically.

The distant eyes under the sunglasses could not see the expression, but the cold face could tell how unhappy this man was.

Liu Peng hurriedly rounded up his words and said, "Hey, in the end, Mr. Gu has a lot of face, and even Director Jiang Zhou Jiang can be invited. But there should be a lot of money."

Shang Hua looked at them and understood what they meant.

Although Qiao Yang is his rival in love, everything belongs to the same thing. It is not his character to speak ill of someone behind his back.

He reminded Liu Peng faintly: "I heard the song written by Qiao Yang, and it's not bad."

Liu Peng disapproved: Shang Hua, an actor, knows how good music is. Doremi is nice to them.

It is impossible for him to notice that Qiao Yang is so closely watched by several people behind him.

He followed his line of sight and looked this way, his sight was high, and after scanning Liu Peng, he finally fell on Shang Hua.

Qiao Yang touched the phone with Gu Ye's name in his pocket and smiled.

He raised his glass to Shang Hua from a distance.

When Shang Hua and Qiao Yang looked at each other, it might be because of the guilty conscience, and he panicked.

But he soon saw the handsome and handsome man smiling at him, raising a glass to him unsuspectingly, and saying hello from a distance.

Shang Hua smiled bitterly: Yes, this person is still his fan.

He also raised the wine glass in his hand and gave Qiao Yang a smile. Then he leaned back and drank the little red wine in the glass.

Gao Yuan tensed his nerves when Qiao Yang looked over.

Some time ago, a newcomer named Mo Yu came to the company, who was specially held up and looked after.

He thought Mo Yu was a background figure at first, and he was disdainful. It turned out later that the company did not support singers, but composers.

Because the song Mo Yu wanted to sing was written by a young master from a wealthy family, that person was called Qiao Yang.

It is said that I just love music and write casually.

He listened to those three songs. The quality is indeed okay, but it does not say that it will become popular after one step.

However, it was paid so much attention by the upper management of the company, and it was packaged and promoted at a high price.

Gao Yuan knows how much effort a composer needs to become famous.

And Qiao Yang was able to be forced to become famous by the company with three songs just because he came from a wealthy family. What's the fairness? !

Therefore, he made such remarks angrily, and of course, that period also caused a lot of trouble.

However, Qiao Yang didn't make any movement, and he didn't dispute or respond to him. As if he didn't know what he posted.

Qiao Yang's ignorance made him punch the cotton ball like a punch, and he was weak and depressed.

So when he knew that Qiao Yang would be participating in today's performance, he was unexpectedly surprised.

He knew that Qiao Yang must have read his satirical remarks, and also knew Qiao Yang's purpose to play the piano. Just to challenge him and compete.

Qiao Yang is humiliating himself when he compares piano with him.

He didn't care. But he also knew how could a arrogant young master be ridiculed by others.

Qiao Yang would definitely target him at the meeting, and would definitely make him some trouble.

So today he has been waiting for Qiao Yang, who is always paying attention to him unconsciously.

As a result, Qiao Yang's gaze swept away from him, as if there was no emotion in the eyes of a stranger, let alone disgust or anger.

The young master smiled a little, but instead of smiling at him, he was smiling at Shang Hua.

Gao Yuan's mood sank instantly. The hand holding the wine glass almost trembled, and he exclaimed that he thought that Qiao Yang was disappointed by not seeing him.

He observed Qiao Yang more closely. The tall and thin young master wore a white suit, handsome and dazzling.

With a humble smile on Qingjun's face, he easily stood among the big names in business and politics and the big names in the entertainment industry that he couldn't reach.

Like a prince being held up high.

It is the existence of Zhongxing Pengyue.

Gao Yuan understands that as long as Qiao Yang intentionally fixes him, anyone standing next to Qiao Yang can make him completely disappear from the music industry.

However, Qiao Yang did nothing to him.

Dismissive disregard is actually the greatest contempt and insult.

The tall shaking hand held the wine glass tightly, and an unwilling and unclear sneer flashed in his eyes.

underestimate me?

Okay, let me see what you Qiao Yang is proud of.

He wants to see with his own eyes that the young master of the Qiao family makes a fool of himself in front of all business, political circles and old artists tonight.