Mr. Lu, Don't Beg, Madam Kicked You Out of the Household Register

It was this Brilliant Waltz that Jiang Li played at the finale of the concert.

If you play now and ancient times, with the ancient sensitivity to piano music, if you hear something...

When Bai Mengchu heard Mrs. William and Gu's suggestion, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and pulled Jiang Li away and stepped forward.

Ms. Jiang is just an ordinary tuner. She doesn't know how to play the piano. It's ancient, so let me play with you!

When William and his wife entered the house, they noticed the extra tail he had with him.

The person who recognized Bai Mengchu as the one who deliberately played the original music of his deceased son in front of Madame Venezia at the backstage of the charity, looked at Bai Mengchu with unfriendly eyes.

Even during the meal, I could hear Gu Gu praising Bai Mengchu's superb piano skills intentionally or unintentionally, and he valued her very much.

But they listen to their son's piano music countless times every day, and they can still tell the difference between good and bad.

After listening to Bai Mengchu's rubbish playing, I deeply doubt whether Gu Gu's ears are not working well because of his old age, and his judgment is no longer good.

Furthermore, when the couple saw Bai Mengchu deliberately pushing Jiang Li away, it was really rude and their character quality was not good at all!

In particular, Jiang Ligang helped the couple repair their son's belongings and was their benefactor.

Mrs. Venice protected Jiang Li and was not polite to Bai Mengchu at all.

My husband and I have recently listened to the performances of Jiang Li and Miss Bai. Miss Bai's piano skills are really far behind. You'd better not show your shame here,

During the tuning process, Jiang Li will constantly play to check the stability of the intonation and the coordination of the piano keys and pedals.

So when the Venetian couple helped her repair the piano together, they often listened to her playing.

Just standing up to protect her so straightforwardly made Jiang Li surprised and grateful.

Bai Mengchu was belittled by Madam Venetian in public, especially in front of Gu Gu, who was devoted to his apprenticeship. His face suddenly turned red and he said angrily, You don't know how to play the piano, so who are you to judge my level...

Bai Mengchu's words were like referring to the iron plate.

Mrs. Venice was William's first piano teacher. If she had not married and focused on her family, her achievements in the entertainment industry would not be inferior to mine.

Bai Mengchu looked at the elegant Venetian lady in disbelief, then looked at Gu Gu, Teacher, I...

Miss Bai, please stop yelling, we haven't officially become master and apprentice yet.

Gu Gu looked at Bai Mengchu, who was disgusted with everything except his piano skills.

He really needs to think carefully about whether to accept her as a student.

After all, to be a successful performer, just having piano skills is not enough.

But Lu Yan really gave too much.

It really annoys him!

When Bai Mengchu heard the meaning of the ancient saying, he seemed to not want to accept her anymore. He turned around impatiently and grabbed the corner of Lu Yan's clothes, Brother Yan, you promised me...

enough!

Lu Yan spoke up to stop Bai Mengchu from continuing to be ignorant. He pulled back the corner of his wrinkled clothes and held the hand of Jiang Li, who was alone and lost in thought next to him. We've been intruding for too long, it's time to leave.

Jiang Li hurriedly said goodbye to the Venetian couple and Gu Gu.

As for Bai Mengchu, she didn't even care about Lu Yan, let alone her husband's mistress who made a fool of herself in public.

Bai Mengchu watched from a distance as the two of them left her behind, as if they had been slapped hard on the face, and the features on their faces were so hideous that they were beyond recognition.

No matter how powerful Jiang Li is, he is only worthy of being her substitute.

She will definitely let Jiang Li perform for her at the ancient first concert!

Gu Gu came with her, and even went to the trouble of the Venetian couple to send a driver to see him off, but he really didn't want to go with her again.

One code equals one code. No matter how much Lu Yan gives, he is only responsible for teaching piano skills, not teaching people.

Driving back to Shenzhen City.

In the lengthened Lincoln, Lu Yan lowered the fender again and took out a contract.

Lu Yan handed the contract to Jiang Li and did not let go after she took over.

This is a 0.5% dividend contract for the Binhai New City project, but I have a condition.

Jiang Li clutched the assets he had earned through his own skills and frowned, Mr. Lu would not want to burn bridges. The Venetian couple would doubt the integrity of Mr. Lu as a partner if they knew about it.

My conditions are written in the contract. This dividend belongs only to Mrs. Lu.

He wants to use the project's hundreds of millions of dividends to completely bind Jiang Li to him?

Mr. Lu, this item was not included in the cooperation we discussed earlier.

So I added an extra layer. I found your brother for you, and you came back to be Mrs. Lu.

Freedom or Jiang Jingheng, Jiang Li, you choose.

Lu Yan hates the fact that Jiang Jingheng occupies an important position in his wife's heart.

But he is also a successful businessman who is good at exploiting all the shortcomings and weaknesses of the negotiating party to seek maximum benefits.

Jiang Li couldn't figure out what benefits he got at the cost.

She doesn't need to pay hundreds of millions in dividends, but her brother's safety is a huge attraction to her.

Jiang Li touched the braille on the contract with his fingers.

It was confirmed word for word that Lu Yan had written everything into the contract.

From then on, her marriage to Lu Yan was a contract, a long-term mutually beneficial cooperation.

Jiang Li won the result with his own ability, but when he signed, his eyes were filled with mist.

Lu Yan hugged Jiang Li and sat on his lap, resting his chin on her shoulder, lowering his head to hold her soft earlobe, and whispered ambiguously, Mrs. Lu, welcome home.

He said that Mrs. Lu would come back willingly.

Although the process was tortuous, the result was as expected.

As for the little chips he paid, it was just a drop in the bucket for Yu Luyan.

Jiang Li's problems were never Lu Yan's.

Almost as soon as Jiang Li packed up his things from the discounted apartment and took a car driven by Jin Biao back to the villa, he received a reply from Lu Yan at the same time.

Jiang Jingheng did appear in Southeast Asia, and the severed finger was brought back.

Jiang's mother cried bitterly and fainted the moment she saw the finger.

Jiang Li endured his fear and trembled as he groped for the unique tattoo patterns on it.

They are indeed exactly the same as my brother’s fingers!

After your brother had a finger broken by the Southeast Asian forces, he successfully escaped. Now the Southeast Asian forces are searching all over the country, but there are no results. It means that he is well hidden and has a higher probability of being alive. I will send people to catch up with that gang. Someone found him and brought him back.

Jiang Li murmured a thank you to the man on the phone.

Lu Yan was not satisfied with her performance, I will go back on time at eight o'clock tonight.

Jiang Li knew what he was implying.

The private detective spent more than a year and found very little.

Lu Yan achieved such results in just a few hours.

Even if it was for her brother, she should repay him well.

I'll wait for you at home.

Jiang Li handed the severed finger to Jin Biao to be sent to the hospital for storage, hoping to find his brother back as soon as possible, and maybe the finger could be reattached.

She went upstairs to wash her hands and disinfect her hands, then went into the bathroom to clean herself thoroughly, apply body lotion, and came out to put on the prepared purple nightgown and spray Lu Yan's favorite lily of the valley perfume.

Do what Mrs. Lu should do.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Yan went home on time.

The servants prepared exquisite meals, but Lu Yan was not in the mood.

Where's the wife?

My wife had a bad appetite at night, so she only drank a small bowl of porridge and then went back to her room.

Lu Yan thought that the little girl might have been frightened by Jiang Jingheng's severed finger this afternoon.

Fortunately, I couldn't see it, otherwise it would have left a psychological shadow.

Some things have to be digested by oneself.

Lu Yan went to the study to do some work as usual. He worked until midnight and then entered Jiang Li's room.