"Fu Beiyao..." Su Jintang felt a faint guilt in his heart.

"You called me wrong again, it's my husband..." Fu Beiyao let go of her, like a ok person, "Sit down, your hair hasn't dried yet."

"I'll do it myself."

Fu Beiyao took a high hair dryer and refused to let her rob, "There are people with her husband, so you still need to do such small things yourself? Is it a decoration for your husband?"

OK, husband, just husband.

Su Jintang didn't want to argue with him either, it was just a title anyway. "So, my husband, what can I do by myself?"

"Eat, drink, sleep."

"So I don't have to go to work?"

"I'll support you."

"Don't I have to brush my teeth and wash my face?"

"I'll help you."

"I don't have to walk?"

"I'll hold you."

"..." Su Jintang was completely speechless.

Fu Beiyao helped her dry her hair, tidy it up a little, and then said, "Okay, I'll go take a shower first, call me if you have anything to do."

Not long after he left, Su Jintang's cell phone rang.

"Tangtang, I'm going to go back to China this week, is it convenient for me to meet?" A very nice male voice came from the other end of the phone, gentle and magnetic, "I want to tell you if you have something."

"I don't know if I need to do a mission then... What will you come back on the week? Can you tell me what's going on now?" Su Jintang talked to him easily, just because they were friends for many years.

"Not now..." The man on the phone hesitated a little and said, "I'm on Sunday's plane, so I'll contact you in advance?"

"OK."

"How are you doing recently?" His voice couldn't hide his concern.

"good."

"That bastard Song Minglei didn't harass you?"

"I ignored him, and I didn't read the WeChat message he sent." Su Jintang ate the cherries and did whatever he wanted.

"He didn't call you?" The man on the phone frowned slightly. This was obviously not Song Minglei's style.

"Every time he calls me, I'm either doing a mission or having a meeting... I'm too lazy to call back afterwards."

When the man heard this, he breathed a little relieved, "Well, see you on Sunday."

After hanging up the phone, he was still sitting in front of the gorgeous piano, his eyes emitting a hint of tenderness.

Soon, he will meet his Tangtang.

This time, he must seize the opportunity!!!

Su Jintang also read WeChat and found out that the internationally renowned piano prince sent her a WeChat message half an hour ago, without saying a word, only a picture.

When I clicked on it, I saw that it was his next schedule. He was about to hold 18 tour concerts in China and should be staying for four or five months.

Su Jintang sent him a big praise, "Great! Your fans must be very happy to know it!"

"You?" He rarely responded, let alone a rare word.

Su Jintang understood what he meant and replied immediately, "Of course I'm happy! This way we can get together often!"

When the man saw this sentence, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Su Jintang knew that he would not reply with his personality, so she read the messages sent by others. Before she could finish reading them, Fu Beiyao came.

"What are you doing?" Su Jintang was originally lying on the bed playing with his cell phone. When he saw him coming in, he hurriedly sat up, "This is the room I like."

"I'll come to you to blow your hair." Fu Beiyao's tall figure enveloped him, his voice lightly, "Aren't you my personal caretaker?"
Chapter completed!