The most luxurious third floor of the villa has extremely soundproof doors.
Su Yourong went out and heard the faint sound of a piano coming from the children's luxurious room opposite.
She frowned slightly, who is playing the harmonica?
Listen carefully.
It's indeed a harmonica.
She walked over, the door was ajar.
Push it gently and it opens silently.
I saw...
On the big sofa, between the beautiful white bear dolls and the dolls, Song Sanxi was lying leisurely.
He was playing the melodious harmonica.
Beautiful melody, really beautiful.
Amidst the music of the piano, there are three beautiful little babies on the big bed, wearing uniform pajamas.
White background, black spotted bear.
Lying side by side, obedient and pure.
Tiantian is very beautiful, with a pretty pink face after bathing.
Mingming and Honghong are also quite beautiful.
They are already going to sleep.
The long eyelashes tremble slightly, tremble...
This heartwarming scene made Su Yourong's heart melt.
I really didn’t expect that this guy could also play the harmonica and accompany the children to sleep.
Moreover, he blows it so well.
Song Sanxi smiled slightly at her.
Harmonica, still.
He is focused and devoted.
Looking at the three daughters on the big bed, his eyes were filled with the tenderness of a loving father.
Once upon a time, did scum look like this?
Su Yourong, leaning against the door panel, folded her hands over her heart.
Smiling, listening, listening...
Song Sanxi stood up and kept playing.
But the voice gradually became smaller.
And he pulled the thin blanket and gently covered the children.
Afraid of disturbing them.
One person, one blanket.
The three little cuties sleep so neatly and happily.
That scene filled Su Yourong's heart with infinite tenderness and pity.
There were actually tears in his eyes.
At this moment, Su Yourong suddenly remembered two other scenes in his life...
She still remembers that when she was a child, her mother would play the harmonica to coax her and her eldest sister to sleep.
It was the same when Youxin was young.
But later, alas...
Mother is gone.
I haven't heard the sound of the harmonica for a long time.
She even remembered when she was in college.
During the days when my mother passed away, I was so sad and sleepless.
It was Gu Dong, who was downstairs in the girls' dormitory every night, playing the harmonica and accompanying her to sleep.
The cold wind made him shiver.
When she heard the sound of his piano, she shed tears, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.
Later, the two people established a romantic relationship.
Just because of the harmonica sound...
Song Sanxi didn't know about that.
After covering the children, the sound of the piano became smaller and smaller.
He walked towards the door and motioned to Su Yourong to go out, the children were all asleep.
Su Yourong blinked her charming eyes, wiped her tears quietly, nodded, and turned around to go out.
Song Sanxi came outside and gently closed the door.
Holding the harmonica, he smiled and said, "Yourong, why are you crying?"
Su Yourong put away her worries and smiled, "I'm not moved by you? I didn't expect you to be so good at coaxing children."
"Music is the source of enlightenment for children's souls!"
"When did you learn to play the harmonica?" Su Yourong felt that he had to check one more box in terms of personal ability.
"It's not important. What's the matter with you?"
Su Yourong nodded and walked to the study, "Come here and I'll tell you."
When they arrived at the study, before Su Yourong said anything, Song Sanxi had already taken out his bank card and held it in his hand.
"Yourong, come on, stretch out your hand."
Su Yourong asked curiously: "What?"
"Stretch out your hand!"
"You're so nagging..." Su Yourong rolled her eyes at him, but still stretched out her right hand.
"Hmm~~~~" Song Sanxi looked at the hand and nodded heavily, "It is really the most beautiful hand in the world. It is as slender as a jade carving, and the color is like mutton fat. At first glance, it looks like a money-grabbing hand."
"Tch! You know how to talk nicely! What on earth are you going to do? What kind of money should I get?" Su Yourong felt pleased with herself, but her expression was cold.
This guy is getting better and better at talking.
Snap!
Song Sanxi slapped the bank card on her palm.
"Take it, one million, you're welcome!"
"I'll go..." Su Yourong couldn't help but yell, looking at the bank card, shocked, "Where did you get the money?"
"Take it first, it's yours." Song Sanxi directly took Su Yourong's hand and held the bank card just like Mr. Han did to him.
Her hands are delicate, smooth and heart-warming.
Su Yourong enjoyed it, but said: "You haven't answered my question yet!"
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "In the afternoon, I made a bet with Mr. Han's son. At that time..."
One, five, ten, tell it all.
Su Yourong was shocked and admired, but couldn't help but look him up and down.
"Aren't you afraid of the cold when you roll around with the fish in your arms?"
She couldn't imagine that scene on such a cold day.
Thinking about it, I can't help but shudder.
Song Sanxi looked indifferent, "What's the point? Men, support your family, don't be shabby! Besides, if you don't win even a million dollars, do you think I have no brains? Do you really need to eat some fish brains to make up for it?"
"Haha..." Su Yourong was amused and punched him gently in the heart, "You damn guy, you and these two old guys are really like children."
"The old people are happy, and the lives of us ordinary people will be easier. I leave this money to you, you can do whatever you want."
"Well..." Su Yourong felt comfortable and nodded, "Just right, I spent a lot of money this afternoon!"
"Oh? How did you spend it?" Song Sanxi asked casually.
Su Yourong's eyelashes trembled, and there was a playful light in her eyes, "Are you checking my account? What if I don't tell you?"
Song Sanxi smiled grandly and sat down on the sofa, "If you don't say anything, it's your right and freedom. A family, regardless of gender, has the right to privacy, and I respect this right."
Su Yourong sighed.
This guy needs another tick in the "charisma" category.
But she sat down and told her about making golden locks in Jinliuhui.
"Jin Liuhui did it? Are you sure?" Song Sanxi frowned slightly and said seriously.
"Yes! Is there any problem?"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Silly woman, there are several big jewelry shops in the department store. It's funny that you chose Jin Liuhui."
"You're stupid!" Su Yourong couldn't help but give him another small punch.
Inexplicably, Song Sanxi felt that her fist was somewhat effective.
It seems that I quite like this feeling of small resentment.
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "That's okay! Let Jin Liuhui be Jin Liuhui. Looking back, I might have to blackmail you again... Oh, no, make some money."
"Ah? Blackmailing money? Whose money are you trying to blackmail?" Su Yourong was startled, and then said seriously: "Song Sanxi, can you please stop doing such a shameful thing?"
"I don't lose my conscience! Whoever wants to lose their conscience towards me, oh, no, whoever wants to bully my woman, I will definitely not be polite to."
Su Yourong was confused when he heard this, "What did you say? Who bullied me?"
Song Sanxi looked into her eyes seriously, "You made Jin Suo because you love your daughters, and you did it beautifully. But do you know who the owner of Jin Liuhui is?"
"Who is it?"
"My old gambling friend, Wang Hui, who has already lost miserably with me, Mr. Hui!"
"Ah? Why is it him?"
"Haha..." Song Sanxi smiled coldly, "Let me just say, when I came back in the afternoon, on the way, this guy called me and said that you went to take care of his store's business, and expressed his gratitude.