chapter40

Three and a half years later.

In the midsummer evening, layers of red light covered the sky and slowly extended to the end of the field of view.

A trace slid across the sky covered by the sunset, and then a plane landed smoothly at Lincheng Airport.

At this moment, a woman who was eye-catching was walking out of the airport exit.

She stepped on the white high heels and went up the light green gauze thin skirt. The hem of the skirt reached above the knees. The two slender legs below were as white as fat. As she walked, the light skirt swayed in the air, like a fairy entering the dust.

She passed through the crowd, and her slim figure attracted many people to stop and turn around. When everyone saw her face, they were amazed again.

The marked melon-shaped face has fair and clear skin without any flaws, red lips and white teeth, and when the corners of the mouth are gently bent, the smile can splash on the dimples on both sides. The clear almond eyes look at you, as if you can indulge in it.

Rong Huan, who put on some light makeup, walked out of the airport and attracted the souls of many boys.

When I arrived at the parking lot, the car that picked her up was already waiting here. The person following me stepped forward and respectfully opened the door, "Miss Rong, please."

She sat in, Hu Xin followed her, smiled and said, "Rong Huan, are we going back to Yulong Bay now?"

"Yeah." She responded casually, focusing on the information on her phone.

[Huanhuan, Monkey and I have prepared a welcome banquet for you tonight. Are you here directly? It’s right in Tianshui.]—Shen Ru.

Rong Huan typed: [I'll go home and put my luggage first.]

After a while, Shen Ru replied: [Hahaha, don't worry, the monkey said I'll pick you up later.]

【ok.】

Rong Huan put away his phone and leaned halfway on his seat. The radio station in the car was playing news, "The original Xu Group territory in Rongcheng District of our city was acquired by a mysterious wealthy businessman yesterday. It is understood that this prime location with a price of storm will be rebuilt into China's largest concert hall, which is very exciting..."

Hu Xin turned to her and said excitedly: "I think after the concert hall is built, you will be able to see you playing inside."

Rong Huan has developed well abroad in the past three years. Although she is young, her talent in piano has amazes everyone. As early as last year, she has played in various parts of Europe and is known as one of the top ten most promising pianists in China.

Rong Huan's attention was gone but it fell here, "...Xu Group?"

Hu Xin Lairan gave her science popularization. Xu's Group's stock price plummeted in a brand storm last year. Originally, its home appliances were far ahead in China, but later it was revealed that the quality was not up to standard, and it went downhill from then on. The market share was extremely narrow, with large losses and heavy debts. The company had to move out to the land than Jingui Rongcheng District. Some of the subsidiaries of Xu's Group have also developed poorly over the years.

"Xu Ruishuang..."

Rong Huan's murmur was heard by Hu Xin, "Do you know? The Xu Group's daughter is now a down-and-out daughter..."

Rong Huan did not respond, and Hu Xin continued to talk to herself, "I don't know which rich businessman actually bought the land to build a concert hall, so he doesn't care about the loss. It is nearby the headquarters of major companies, and the concert halls in high-end financial districts... are so rich."

-

Stepping on the last bit of sunset, the car drove into the villa area. Rong Huan looked at the familiar scenery and felt mixed feelings.

Finally... I'm back.

Originally, she could have continued to stay abroad for development, but she felt that she was missing a piece of space and was empty. At this moment, she felt a little at ease in her hometown.

The car was parked at the door of the house, and Rong Huan saw Aunt Jing waiting here.

After getting off the car, Aunt Jing came up with her wrinkled eyes, "Miss Rong, you're going home..."

Rong Huan hugged her and said with a smile: "Aunt Jing, just call me Huanhuan. You made me so unfamiliar."

"Hey, come in quickly."

Hu Xin and others left first, Rong Huan entered the villa and looked around the furniture that had never been changed.

Aunt Jing's words called her back from her loss: "Huanhuan, are you going out for dinner tonight? Aunt Jing also stewed yam black chicken soup for you, which is very nourishing."

"Aunt Jing, please keep it. I'll come back to drink it tonight." She took the honey water, took a sip, and asked casually: "Where is Uncle Fu?"

"He hasn't come back from a business trip yet. I'll help you get your luggage right away? The bedroom is cleaned up."

When she heard that he was not here, she felt relieved inexplicably. She didn't need to build her mind all the way back. She was still thinking about how to face him.

Rong Huan didn't agree to let her, an old man, take it up by herself. When she arrived at the room, she sat by the bed, reached out to take Peppa Pig at the head of the bed, and recalled the past.

Shortly after Rong Huan went to New York, Rong Kangda also returned to the United States to continue recuperation. When she returned to China some time ago, she went to see him.

As for that person, she has been missing from him for more than three years. Rong Huan thought, since she had to forget it, then just do it and don’t leave any thoughts.

"Ding——" Bi Hao's message came in with his mobile phone, [I'm at your doorstep.]

Rong Huan went downstairs, talked to Aunt Jing, and went out.

Bi Hao leaned beside the jeep, and the clean white t was particularly dazzling. Seeing Rong Huan approaching her, he slowly stood up and was stunned when he saw her.

She is wearing a long fluttering dress with a delicate and gentle temperament, like a lotus coming out of water.

Rong Huan was a little embarrassed by his reaction, "What's wrong?"

"No...no," Bi Hao touched his head and smiled, "Rong Huan, welcome you back to China."

"Yeah, right? I'm starting to get polite?"

Bi Hao smiled and said, "No, isn't this happy to see you?" He opened the passenger door for her and said, "Get in the car."

-

When they arrived at the Yifang Club in Tianshui, Bi Hao and she arrived at the reserved Tang Meng box. The decoration in the box was an ancient Tang Dynasty style, with the ancient paintings of the Southern Tang Dynasty on the walls, and the sound of the guqin was pleasant to flow.

After walking through the picturesque rockery, Shen Ru sat at the dining table. When she saw Rong Huan, she was so busy that she hugged her excitedly, and was as clingy as a child. "Huanhuan, I miss you so much, do you miss me..."

Rong Huan was so funny that she was so funny that Bi Haocai looked around... and felt inexplicably jealous.

Shen Ru let go of her, looked up and down, and exclaimed: "Huanhuan, you have grown up!"

puff……

"Long open?!"

"Yes, you have become so beautiful! It's not that you weren't beautiful before, but... it's more beautiful and feminine! Isn't it right? "

Bi Hao was a little embarrassed and changed the topic: "If you don't order food, Rong Huan will starve to death."

Shen Ru laughed and pulled Rong Huan's hand toward the dining table, "Okay, order the dishes first."

After ordering the dishes, everyone chatted together. Shen Ru said that she was going to the most advanced private room next to her tonight and could also take a hot spring bath. Unfortunately, there seemed to be a big shot over there today, so they couldn't make it.

Rong Huan said that it was okay, there was no need to be so troublesome, but Chen Ru retorted: "You are different now, but I'm a celebrity. I've watched your videos online before. Do you know what you call you now? What about the fairy pianist?" She held Rong Huan's slender and fair hand, "Your hand is priceless."

Rong Huan smiled helplessly, "Not what you said."

Chen Ru nodded firmly. After the dishes came, everyone ate and chatted. Chen Ru asked, "Huanhuan, will you still leave after you return to China?"

"Not for a short period of time, I want to take a break for a while. In the future... it's hard to say."

"Yes, you might be willing to fly all over the world now. How did you go home today? Was Uncle Fu going to pick you up?" Chen Ru picked up a piece of scallion chicken and asked casually.

Rong Huan was stunned and shook her head, "He is on a business trip..."

"oh oh."

"By the way, then your uncle..." Chen Ru wanted to ask something, Bi Hao turned the abalone braised pork in front of her, "I can't block your mouth if I like it?"

"Tsk." Chen Ru still happily went to pick up the food. Rong Huan met Bi Hao's thoughtful gaze, closed his eyelashes and lowered his eyes.

-

After almost eating, Rong Huan got up and went to the bathroom. She walked out and the phone in her pocket vibrated. It was Hu Xin's message: [There is a TV series that wants to invite you to make the theme song. I'll send it to you. Do you feel interested if you see.]

In addition to his usual performance, Rong Huan also takes on the composition of some movies and TV series. A foreign art film that won awards at a foreign film festival some time ago, the soundtrack was Rong Huan's composition.

Now Hu Xin has become her assistant, and Hu Xin is 7 years older than her. In recent years abroad, she has been with Rong Huan, and the two have a good relationship.

After going to the bathroom, Rong Huan walked to the cashier and settled the meal money for tonight first. Walking back, she was almost at the door of the private room. She was lowering her head and replying to Hu Xin's message when she heard a smiling middle-aged male voice in front of her: "Mr. Fu, then I won't bother you. We will make an appointment again, and we will make an appointment again."

Rong Huan subconsciously looked up and saw a figure walking out from the corner.

The man walking in front was wearing a black shirt with one hand in his pocket. The shirt buttons showed a scent of abstinence. The dust-dirty trousers were ironed without any wrinkles, wrapping their straight long legs.

The man is tall, straight as a pine, thin and elegant, with a carved outline of sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a straight nose and thin lips.

When she saw the man's appearance clearly, she was completely stunned, unable to move, and stood there like this.

How could it be...

His eyes looked straight towards her as if they were foreshadowed.

However, the next moment, he took a step and walked in her direction.

Rong Huan's heartbeats like a drum, and she lowered her eyes. As the man got closer and closer, she was about to push open the door next to her and crawl in. Unexpectedly, there were a pair of hands on the door handle and pulled the door back to prevent her from running away.

His tall figure enveloped her petite body, and a powerful sense of oppression rolled in. The two stood very close, and Rong Huan could smell the cold fragrance of the familiar silver spring.

After a long time, we met again.

She could feel his fiery and sophisticated gaze falling on her.

She didn't dare to look up and took a step back. He stepped forward and surrounded her between his chest and the door.
Chapter completed!