No one must be anyone, and no one can survive without it, let alone he is not as good as anyone else.

The man raised his head, and the time was on the screen, 03:45.

It's already so late.

Chenchen should fall asleep, right?

Tong Ran was sitting quietly in Mo Beiyan's mind. Her side face was rubbed with the sunlight and her pointed and thin chin looked very beautiful. The man closed his eyes and opened it again and again, but it was lingering.

Depend on!

Mo Beiyan frowned, he stood up, the whole coffee table was kicked out, he threw away the bottle of wine in his hand, had he drunk too much?

He picked up the car keys on the table and walked out of the private room. The waiter guarding outside hurriedly came up, "Young Master Yan, are you leaving?"

Mo Beiyan didn't speak, but just walked out. There seemed to be someone playing the piano in the box next to him. The melodious voice was crisp and pleasant. The man paused and his eyes narrowed slightly. He remembered that Tong Ran seemed to be a piano student at the Conservatory of Music, right?

"Who is playing the piano?" he asked suddenly.

The service voice hurriedly replied, "Mr. Yan, this is the person we invited. He is a student and has won the award."

student?

Mo Beiyan held his palm tightly. When Mo Nanjue met Tong Ran, she was still a student, right?

Will the students be different?

He suddenly turned around and reached out to push the door of the box. The waiter was shocked, but the man had already stepped in. The person sitting inside heard the sound and turned his head away, "Who is it... Mr. Yan?!"

Mo Beiyan turned a deaf ear to him. He walked to the sofa, and there was an excellent piano at the bottom of the box. The woman was sitting on the piano bench in a bright long skirt. Her wrists were slender, and her long hair fell on her face. Her fair skin could be vaguely seen.

Mo Beiyan narrowed his eyes. His appearance looked so much like the feeling that Tong Ran gave him.

"Mr. Yan, please sit down quickly," the people in the box happened to be several groups that wanted to cooperate with Mo's family. It is harder to make an appointment with Mo Beiyan than to go to the sky. I didn't expect to meet in this way, "How come you have time to play?"

Mo Beiyan did not refuse. He sat down and didn't speak, but just listened quietly to the piano music. The people next to him did not dare to say more when they saw this.

One song is over.

The palms sounded in the box, and the woman playing the piano got up and walked over. The person next to her got up to hug her, "Oh, the little sister is playing well, come on, tell me, how did you learn it? Do you use these white and tender little hands..."

Mo Huantong frowned when she heard this. She hid down on the side, but accidentally stepped on the foot of the man next to her.

“Sorry…”

The man raised his head, and the burgundy hair was particularly dazzling under the light. Mo Huantong was stunned. It was him?!

Mo Beiyan narrowed his phoenix eyes and recognized her at first glance. The right face, which was slapped by her before leaving that day, seemed to be in a scorching pain. The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, what am I at that time? It turned out to be you."

The people next to him looked at him, "Mr. Yan, do you know each other?"

Mo Huantong thought of the slap he had that day, and couldn't help but retreat with a standard smile on her face, "The performance has been completed..."

Bang!

Mo Beiyan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Mo Huantong tilted her feet, and she hit the coffee table and fell into his arms, "What are you doing!"
Chapter completed!