Song Xuechun walked back and asked the lady at the front desk: "Is this musical instrument store an industry under the Nie Group?"

The front desk lady looked confused: "No... I don't know about this. You should ask our manager and store manager."

"Who is your store manager?" Song Xuechun's ears suddenly became stunned.

"That's the store manager An Ran who left just now!" said the front desk lady.

Song Xuechun and Yin Zhu looked at each other, expressing "Sure enough" in their eyes.

This musical instrument store was opened by Nie Qingyu for An Ran, and it turned out that he doted on her very much! Song Xuechun felt very uncomfortable when she thought of this.

"Xue Chun, do you still want to learn guzheng at this musical instrument store?" Yin Zhu was a little timid. After all, Nie Qingyu was notoriously difficult to mess with. He could draw inferences from one example, so Nie Qingyu's women were also not easy to mess with.

Song Xuechun's eyes flashed, but she didn't answer Yin Zhu's words, but still asked the front desk lady: "What musical instruments does your store manager know?"

"I don't know about this either..." The front desk lady's eyes suddenly widened, and she swallowed back the unfinished words. She looked at the Cartier bracelet that Song Xuechun put into her hand, and hurriedly changed her words:

"The store manager actually just came to the store a few days ago, and she only accepted one student, the girl who was with her just now. I heard that the girl was the resident painter of the Sange Gallery opposite, and she got along well with the store manager.

The store manager plays the pipa very well, I have heard it with my own ears, it is amazing! The store manager said she can also play the guzheng, guqin, erhu... in short, she can play all the classical instruments!"

The lady at the front desk talked a lot at once, but in the end she couldn't say anything anymore, so she added: "The store manager is only in name only. In fact, all matters in the musical instrument store are handled by Manager Zhou."

Song Xuechun put the Cartier bracelet into the front desk lady's hand, then patted the back of her hand, blinking her eyes sincerely: "I really want to learn guzheng from Miss An Ran, but she is unwilling to teach me. I want to go back to my family first.

Elders, please help me to talk. If there is anything I need you to say, can you help me?"

The lady at the front desk held the bracelet tightly, and her smile suddenly became much more enthusiastic. "If you need anything from me, please just ask me."

After Song Xuechun and Yin Zhu left, the front desk lady excitedly looked at the Cartier bracelet carefully, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my God, the latest limited edition model... I'm making a fortune!"

An Ran visited all of Sheng Manru's works at Sange Gallery and was full of praise. "Your paintings are very spiritual, and you will definitely become famous in the world of calligraphy and painting in the future."

"I'm just an unknown little shrimp. I just want to support my family. I don't dare to have excessive expectations." Sheng Manru shook her head and sighed.

"Does your family support your painting?" An Ran had no intention of prying into other people's privacy, but now she unknowingly regarded Sheng Manru as her friend and she was just caring.

Sheng Manru lowered her head and said after a long while: "My mother is in poor health and has been hospitalized. Apart from her, I have no other family members."

"Well, that's it." An Ran looked at the lonely Sheng Manru. Although she wasn't wearing any brand-name clothes, she was more elegant and noble than the Song Xuechun and Yin Zhu she just met combined. "I think your background and family conditions should be

Not bad right."

This deep-seated nobility cannot be concealed by ordinary men and women, nor can it be packaged with a few luxury goods. It is the innate aristocratic temperament.

Sheng Manru shook her head, unwilling to mention it any more: "It's all a passing thing..."

After visiting the paintings and calligraphy, the two left the gallery and walked five hundred meters to a large shopping mall.

When passing by the jewelry counter, An Ran was attracted by a men's tail ring.

"Want to buy it for your husband?" Sheng Manru asked.

An Ran hesitated for a moment, then said to the salesperson: "Please take this tail ring up and have a look...it's in the shape of a cheetah."

The tail ring has a unique and elegant shape, and is engraved with a running cheetah. The simple muscle lines are full of strength and beauty, making her involuntarily think of someone. Especially the cheetah's eyes inlaid with obsidian, which is like the finishing touch of magic.

It adds sparkle and vividness to the entire tail ring.

"Madam, you have really good taste. This tail ring is a new work by a famous designer. It is made of platinum, inlaid with obsidian, and has first-class fine workmanship. It is a very suitable gift for your boyfriend or husband." The salesperson seemed very interested when he saw An Ran, and he hurriedly

Sell ​​enthusiastically.

An Ran hesitated for a while, seeming a little undecided.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Manru asked softly: "Isn't the money enough? I can lend it to you."

"No...I have money." An Ran hesitated.

"What's the problem? Just tell me quietly." Sheng Manru put her ear to it.

An Ran was moved by Sheng Manru's meticulousness and told her the general reason.

Sheng Manru was extremely shocked: "Does he still have this problem?"

An Ran nodded heavily, feeling a little aggrieved and more sad.

"This thing is quite...unbelievable!" Sheng Manru thought about it for a moment and suggested: "Let's buy it first, and we will discuss the details later."

An Ran really wanted to buy it, because after she got the tail ring, she couldn't let it go. She felt that this tail ring was specially made for Nie Qingyu. "How much does it cost?"

The salesperson immediately used a calculator to calculate the price: "The jewelry counter in the mall is having a sale. After the discount... 28,000, it's so affordable!"

Sheng Manru felt something was wrong. "It's just platinum inlaid with obsidian. It's not a big brand. It's so expensive..."

"Let's make a ticket!" An Ran gritted his teeth and decided to buy it.

"Okay!" The salesperson suddenly smiled and opened the ticket neatly.

An Ran paid by swiping his card, took the packaged tail ring from the salesperson, and then let out a sigh of relief.

Sheng Manru accompanied her to the milk tea shop on the third floor, and each ordered a cup of taro milk tea.

"Are those things you just said...are they true?" Sheng Manru asked in disbelief while holding milk tea.

An Ran nodded heavily, feeling helpless but more heartbroken and sad. "...It's been like this since we got married! As long as it's something I gave him, if he's in a better mood, I can usually dig through it in the trash the next day.

If he happens to be in a bad mood...he can throw it in the trash can in front of me."

"It's so amazing!" Sheng Manru said she couldn't understand. "Why would he do this to you?"

An Ran shook her head and said in a very soft voice: "This is related to his privacy, so it's not convenient for me to say too much."

Sheng Manru couldn't imagine what kind of secret could make a man treat the woman who loves him like this. "If he hadn't opened a store for you, named the musical instrument store after you, and given you the room with the best lighting so carefully,

Yes, I have some doubts about this man...does he love you?"

"He wasn't like this before." An Ran instinctively defended Nie Qingyu, "He just...well, I can't explain it in one sentence. In short, he is also a victim."

"The more I listen, the more confused I become." Sheng Manru spread her hands.

An Ran finally couldn't hold it back. After all, she was keeping this heavy secret alone and had been tortured by someone's unstable temper for more than three years. She really longed to find someone to talk to about her inner depression.

And Sheng Manru was so close to each other that after hesitating for a moment, she revealed the secret to him.

"He... there's something wrong here." An Ran pointed to his head and whispered, "I went abroad to treat my leg three years ago. I injured my brain due to a medical accident, and my temperament has changed drastically since then."

Sheng Manru's head was filled with dark thoughts: "Why did the treatment on the legs hurt the brain?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it's all because of the unreliability of the foreign doctor. He used to be very good and he was very kind to me... But now he is slowly returning to normal. I think he will return to normal sooner or later," An Ran said.

At this point, I felt sad again.

Sheng Manru's eyes looked even weirder: "You don't seem happy at all."

"I know that his condition is gradually improving, and I believe that he will return to normal sooner or later. However... I still decided... to decide..." An Ran almost revealed his escape plan.

She suddenly remembered what she had learned about Bao Yuanqing and hurriedly braked.
Chapter completed!