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Chapter 45: Who is that girl

"I'll just turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye if I'm out here all day long. But you shouldn't use your Uncle Zhang's connections. He has been clean and honest all his life, and he has never used any privileges. Now you just make a phone call and let him break his own."

Principle, I owe you this favor. How will he deal with those monsters and monsters threatening me in the future? You are causing trouble for him."

Zhuo Hong was furious. Zhang Wenbo was his old subordinate in Qining. He did not explain clearly what happened. He only said that Zhuo Yuan and a girl provoked a group of bullies in Qining and were locked up in the police station.

Zhuo Yuan allowed his father to get angry and did not respond.

"Who is that girl?"

"A colleague."

"Colleague? Colleague? Is it worth using Zhang Wenbo's relationship with you? I don't care what you do outside, but if you want to enter the Zhuo family, you must have a clean family background." Zhuo Hong hung up the phone.

Zhuo Yu'an took back the phone and turned to look at Shu Tinglan. His sinister eyes gradually softened and he opened the balcony door and strode towards her.

"What happened?" Shu Tinglan thought something happened again over Xu Tao's side.

"No." He took the hair dryer from Shu Tinglan's hand.

"Blow dry your hair and eat later."

He blow-dried her hair very seriously, and the strands of hair flew and fell between his fingers. Shu Tinglan's heart finally calmed down. There were thousands of lights outside the window, and the stars were shining brightly. She felt that the situation in life was an illusion, and there was no need for reality or reality.

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"Zhuo Yu'an, thank you."

"Um."

The housekeeper knocked on the door and pushed the dining cart in. Red wine, red candles, and delicacies were exquisitely laid out on the dining table, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became romantic.

But Shu Tinglan is a romantic killer, she was still immersed in the phone call he just made

"Did I get you into trouble?" Zhuo Yu'an must have hired a great master for them to come out of the police station so smoothly today. She didn't know much about his family situation, and his external information only included information about his family.

She didn't mention it, because she didn't care, so she never checked it.

"No." With an indifferent expression, he brought the steak in front of her table in front of him, carefully cut it into pieces, and then placed it in front of her.

Skillful movements, smooth flow, and considerate.

Thinking about it carefully, aside from his selfless style at work, he has always taken good care of her in life. As long as we are in China, breakfast and dinner will be prepared for her every day, and the hygiene at home will be cleaned for her, even the change of clothes.

He helped put it in the washing machine and helped clean it up.

What he did was already beyond the scope of a sleeping friend. Especially today, in order to save her, he completely ignored his own safety. Shu Tinglan could no longer deceive herself. She thought, Zhuo Yuan at least had a good impression of her, right?

Because of this thought, she froze and looked at Zhuo Yu'an blankly.

The man in front of me is undeniably outstanding.

He is handsome, successful in career, gentle, considerate and responsible.

But how long can a person have a good impression of another person out of thin air? How long can this good impression last? The initial attraction and passion will always be dull one day. Isn’t it said that dopamine in love is only available for three months at most?

In the current environment, how many people will be loyal to each other after three months?

Shu Tinglan thought about this problem wildly and came to the conclusion that he shouldn't take it too seriously and just live with it.

"What are you thinking about?" Perhaps her eyes were too vacant and she stared at him for too long, so he raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"I was thinking about how to write a due diligence report for Sunprey's processing plant in Qining." She changed the subject.

Zhuo Yu'an smiled slightly: "Workaholic."

"Each other, each other."

Sunprex's factory in Qining was classified as a low-quality asset in Zhuoyuan Technology's evaluation report. Now that this situation has arisen, Zhuoyuan Technology had justifiable reasons to abandon this plant when negotiating to acquire Sunprex.

The factory will not be purchased.

It was the first time for Shu Tinglan to stay in the legendary presidential suite. At this time, he had eaten and drank enough, and his mind had calmed down before he could appreciate it. From the carpet at the entrance, it was from a world-class luxury brand, to the furniture in the living room, to the bathroom.

The toiletries are all from luxury brands. The entire decoration is dazzlingly luxurious. Three walls of the master bedroom are covered with floor-to-ceiling windows. On one wall of the living room, there is a piano. Zhuo Yuan is sitting next to the piano.

"Come here." He waved to her.

Shu Tinglan sat down slowly, her body a little stiff, and deliberately kept a certain distance from the piano. But Zhuo Yu'an put her hands on the piano's body domineeringly and ordered:

"You play!"

"I won't!" Shu Tinglan withdrew his hand.

Seeing her like this, Zhuo Yu'an didn't say anything and started to play by himself. The sound of the piano was melodious. It was a familiar song called "City in the Sky". Shu Tinglan was shocked. Familiar memories came flooding back. He clenched his fists tightly and refused to let go.

Fingers touching feelings.

After the song ended, Zhuo Yuan said

"Do you know when I first heard this piece of music?" he asked.

Shu Tinglan shook his head.

"You played it at the freshman orientation party."

Shu Tinglan's eyes widened. She had completely forgotten and had no memory. When she was a child, her mother was particularly keen on training her to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She took countless training classes in painting, ballet, calligraphy and piano.

, how many levels have she passed, until later, when the family suddenly changed, her mother said that all of this was useless, and that the most important thing was to make money and support herself.

She also felt the same way, and she forgot about it from then on, completely forgot about it.

"It was my first day in Qining. Because of the traffic jam, when I arrived at school, the orientation party was coming to an end. There was only one last program left. You were playing the piano."

"Come, let me play with you."

As he spoke, he put his hands on the back of Shu Tinglan's hands and led her to dance on the keys. Their fingers were tightly attached, which reminded Shu Tinglan of every previous intimacy. He liked interlocking his fingers with hers.

, closely combined, so that the atmosphere of playing the piano felt ambiguous. In addition, since she had not played the piano for many years, she was already unfamiliar and missed a few notes.

"Take your time, follow me." His low and gentle voice was next to her ears. Shu Tinglan's heart gradually calmed down. She didn't make any mistakes after that, and she gradually found the feeling she had back then. After the song was finished, she realized

Zhuo Yu'an's hand left him unknownly. At this time, he was looking at her and asked

"One more song?"

"Um."

The valve of memory was opened, and I almost didn’t need to read the music score. I relied on my memory and the muscle memory of my fingers to play a classic dream of love. From the tranquility and softness at the beginning to the passion and excitement at the end, my fingers jumped quickly and my heart also moved.

Gradually she danced faster and faster, and her whole body was almost integrated into the music. The real her was brought out by the music, and the body and spirit that restrained her were stripped away. This is the real her.
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