There are not many people who know that he and Ye Nanxun are married, but only those who know the truth are now uneasy and kind-heartedly testing him with words.

Xu Jiayue: "Ms. Ye is so beautiful today, more beautiful than before. It is said that women who are happy are the most beautiful. Does it mean that Ms. Ye is happier after divorce than before divorce?"

Ye Chenxi nodded and praised: "It is very likely, and do you think that the Grand Pianist Cheng looked at Miss Ye very hot. With my man's intuition, it is definitely a man's beloved. A woman's eyes are a new suitor? If it is true, I think these two are very compatible, Jiayue, do you think it is?"

Xu Jiayue: "Yeah, my opinion is the same as you. Cheng Chen's eyes when he looks at Miss Ye are definitely the eyes when a man looks at a woman."

...

These two people were talking lively, but Ji Lingxiao remained silent. However, when Zhou Sinian's face was hard to see, it was no longer ugly. He interrupted this person at the right time, so as not to be completely annoyed: "Enough, you two can stop."

He was worried that he would be upgraded to a live version of the fight. He was not afraid of these three fighting. In private, he could do whatever he wanted. On the surface, he was all people with identities and could not be too embarrassing. Isn’t it a mess at someone else’s wedding?

However, Ye Nanxun’s violin is really good, and he was confused again. Why have he never heard that she can play the violin?

The song ends.

In front of the piano, when he saw his idol slowly walking towards him, Cheng Chen almost forgot to stand up from the chair excitedly.

In the crowd, someone had already seen Ye Nanxun and began to wonder about her identity.

Cheng Chen also heard these comments. He wanted to introduce his idol's identity proudly, but he finally endured it. After all, he didn't know whether his idol was willing to reveal his identity.

But he was already satisfied to be able to play with his idol today.

When the idol walked to him, Cheng Chen found that his heart was beating especially fast. Why didn't Sun Hongkai's wife tell him that his idol was not only talented, but also so beautiful.

He seemed to fall in love at first sight, what should I do?

"Hello, I'm Ye Nanxun. I know you're Cheng Chen. Your performance just now is really great, I like it very much."

The idol liked his performance, and Cheng Chen started to turn around happily. It was not because the occasion was wrong, but he wanted to stand up and turn around on the spot.

"Idol, no, murmur, I like you very much." As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Chen couldn't help but blush. He realized the ambiguity in his words and quickly changed his words: "I like the songs you wrote very much."

Unexpectedly, the man opposite knew her other identity. Ye Nanxun accepted this fact calmly after a moment of surprise. In addition, she was still very surprised that today's partner would be such a pianist with a fun personality.

A smile on the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Hello, my name is Ye Nanxun, I'm very happy to know you."

In fact, she was unhappy at all. No one would be happy when she was forced to do things she didn't like.

It was just because this was Li Xiao’s only wedding wish, she couldn’t refuse it. I hope that the piano she felt for so many years.

"Let's work on another piano piece."

"Okay." I can't ask for it.

A pure white piano and a four-handed pair of handsome men and beautiful women, no matter how you look at it, it is a visual enjoyment, let alone the level of these two professional piano players.

Ye Nanxun was a little unfamiliar at first, but soon, the familiar feel came back and became smoother as he splashed.

In fact, the previous violin performance was not within today's arrangement, but Ye Nanxun had no choice.

The appearance of the helicopter was too abrupt. She had never been used to too much attention, so she simply used a violin to divert her attention. Fortunately, today's piano players are professional enough, otherwise it would be an accident.
Chapter completed!