He Yun sat in the high-end custom sofa on one side, looking extremely crazy. His eyes were full of evil gazes, and he looked at An Yan in front of him.

"You do whatever you know."

An Yan pursed her lower lip and said, "I only know how to play the piano. Please give me a harp."

He Yun curled his lips deeply and looked at Wu Yang standing on one side.

Wu Yang nodded cognitively and immediately prepared a harp.

The waiters of the j pub quickly moved the harp carefully and placed it in a corner by the window before they left.

After they left the room, An Yan fixed her eyes on the harp, and then sat in front of the harp, and her fingers began to pluck the strings.

He Yunshen listened to the melodious sound of the piano and looked at her right palm, which was still wrapped in gauze, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Mu Anyan." His thin lips slightly opened, and he shouted her name coldly.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

An Yan raised his eyes and looked at He Yunshen, and said respectfully as a servant: "What are the instructions for Mr. He?" s3;

"Only use your left hand."

"..." An Yan was stunned.

He knew that the fracture of her right hand had not yet been cured, and her fingers could not use any force, and it would hurt very much every time she used force.

That's why he ordered her to use her left hand.

An Yan's heart is warm, but her body is cold.

She started playing the piano with one hand, but in this way, the quality of the piano sound would decrease a lot and the music would become intermittent and inconsistent.

An Yan couldn't listen any more. When she was about to use her right hand, the man sitting on the sofa on one side began to instruct coldly: "Play a song "He Yunshen, I'll help you" with your left hand."

"..." An Yan was confused and looked up at He Yunshen in surprise, and then said, "There is no such song!"

"Without you, you wouldn't be able to write it out?"

"I won't!"

"No?" He Yunshen's mouth suddenly raised, and he ordered Wu Yang who was standing aside, "Let Rongxi come up."

"Yes, Mr. He." Wu Yang was about to turn around and call Rongxi, but was immediately stopped by An Yan.

"Wait!" An Yan called out to Wu Yang.

Today is her first day at work. Although Sister Rong said she would ask her to deal with it as soon as possible, An Yan subconsciously didn't want to bother Rongxi. She didn't want to cause trouble on the first day at work. Since He Yunshen wanted her to edit it in person, she would just write it randomly!

An Yan took a breath, tried hard to adjust her emotions, and looked at He Yunshen and said again, "I am writing it now, but if it doesn't sound nice, Mr. He should not dislike it."

"Yeah." He Yun curled his lips slightly, but the smile quickly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before, and An Yan didn't catch it at all.

She looked at the strings of the harp and began to pluck the strings at will. The piano score she made randomly was extremely unheard.

Wu Yang has heard of An Yan's current arrangement on the spot. When did it be so unpleasant?

After the unpleasant arrangement fell, An Yan looked at He Yunshen in front of him and spoke respectfully: "Mr. He, I'm done playing."

"What kind of song did you play just now, huh?"

He didn't know what song she played just now? He actually asked with knowledge!

This man obviously did it on purpose!

An Yan bit her lower lip tightly, "What kind of song is Mr. He thinks it is, that's what kind of song."

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A cunning light flashed in He Yunshen's eyes, "If I remember correctly, I told you the name of the song just now."

"Mr. He should know better what the name of this song is!"

"I forgot." He said so confidently.

An Yan looked at He Yunshen in front of him and immediately said, "How could he forget He Shaoji x is so good?"

"I was tortured by some little nv guy."

"..." She knew that He Yun had some meaning, and An Yan pursed her lower lip, "I forgot the name of the song."

"Is that right?" He Yun sneered deeply, "Wu Yang, look for Rongxi."

"He Yunshen, I'm here." An Yan hurriedly spoke. When she finished speaking, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she was extremely ashamed and angry.

"Well, I reluctantly accept your intention."

"He Yunshen!" An Yan was so angry that he was almost angry. What did this man want?

Wu Yang, who was standing aside, saw the scene in front of him, and covered his mouth and laughed secretly.s3;

He Yunshen's lips curled slightly, but his smile was a little bitter. The broken hair blocked his deep eyes. He reached out and grabbed the broken hair on his forehead, revealing the extremely perfect outline.

The slender fingers picked up the wine glass, and sipped one by one without stopping.

An Yan looked at He Yunshen's constant drinking behavior, and was nervous to speak out to stop him, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

He Yunshen's afterwards glanced at Wu Yang. Wu Yang followed He Yunshen for so many years, even a fool should have become smart!

Soon, he immediately started assisting.

"Mr. He, you didn't eat anything today. Drinking alcohol like this is very harmful to the stomach. Moreover, your stomach has never been very good. Drinking alcohol also hurts the liver. You can't drink like this..."

An Yan stood aside, her fists clenched slightly, her body froze in place, and her eyes were looking at He Yunshen in front of her without blinking.

Her eyes showed concern, but she stood there indifferently.

Such tolerance is actually really difficult, difficult and painful.

Only An Yan knows the taste.

Seeing that An Yan did not respond, Wu Yang immediately said heavy words, the more serious they said, the better!

"Mr. He, if you drink like this, your body will not be able to bear it sooner or later. Yesterday I was so sad that I endured my stomach hurt. I carried it. Now I finally felt so sad that my stomach hurts and I drink again... If it is a stomach perforation, stomach bleeding and other things will be troublesome! If I die young this time..."

"What are you talking nonsense?" An Yan couldn't help it, "If you talk nonsense, I will use the harp to knock your head!"

It’s nothing if An Yan is not angry, but she will be the explosion of the small universe when she is angry.

Wu Yang felt that his head hurt a little, and reached out to touch it, worried that An Yan would really use the harp to knock his head! Isn’t he able to do anything about this? How dare he refuse to obey their orders from Mr. He!

An Yan immediately stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the wine glass in He Yunshen's hand, and then angrily smashed the wine glass in his hand directly to the ground.

"Bang" the wine glass was immediately smashed into pieces.

An Yan's reason has long disappeared. Looking at He Yunshen in front of her, she yelled angrily: "He Yunshen, don't die in front of me if you want to die. Find a quiet place to stop yourself! You promised me to cherish your life before, you are playing with your life!"
Chapter completed!