The next afternoon.

An Yan participated in the rehearsal, but she played a song like this and could perfectly blend with everyone.

Everyone looked at An Yan with admiration, and Zhang Quanfeng nodded frequently.

"This time I dug up the treasure, and it's a great treasure." Zhang Quanfeng remembered the conversation in the cafe. Now he saw An Yan was still sweating.

An Yan looked at Zhang Quanfeng in front of him and nodded at him, "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Miss Mu, the performance just now is perfect. You have skillfully taken over the harp ensemble. It's just a short one or two days. You are really amazing. I think there should be no problems with the official performance tomorrow night."

An Yan smiled at Zhang Quanfeng, and then spoke again: "Maybe it is because the harp has become a part of my life, so I am familiar with it."

But... this performance should be the last performance of her saying goodbye to Xinai's harp.

The He Yiqing incident caused a lot of controversy throughout Jingjiang City. The popularity has not diminished, but has continued to rise, as if no one wants to suppress the news. Everyone seemed to be watching a joke and looking at He Yiqing who has nothing in front of him.

An Yan looked at the various hot searches and comments about He Yiqing on her phone. She bit her lower lip and frowned her delicate eyebrows.

Is it really satisfying to succeed when you first report F? s3;

An Yan suddenly laughed, but in fact he didn't... Instead, he felt his mood getting heavier.

She sighed softly and stood by the window of the rehearsal hall looking at the blue sky.

Will he come tomorrow night's performance?

An Yan still hoped that he would come back, because this final performance was also her farewell performance to him.

"Mu Anyan, the second rehearsal has begun!" The staff member beside him shouted An Yan's name.

"Yeah, okay." An Yan came to her senses and responded immediately, then walked towards the side of the stage.

All the performers took their place. At the moment when the harp sounded, all the instruments poured in and then perfectly merged...

The moment the sound of the piano fell, the sound of the harp sounded again, and the sound of the empty auditorium lingered in the beams, which was particularly ethereal...

As the stage lights dimmed, An Yan's mood suddenly dropped to the lowest point.

When the rehearsal was over and she came out of the auditorium, An Yan took a deep breath and looked at the words that had appeared on the electronic display screen outside the auditorium.

——At 7:00 p.m. on January 12, Century Performance is waiting for you!

"January 12th..." An Yan spoke lightly, and his delicate brows suddenly frowned a little.

As if she had thought of something, An Yan's heart seemed to be knocked hard, and then she accelerated her pace towards the mao line market. It was still too late to rush over now!

She rushed to the mao line market as fast as possible, found the previous store, and chose the previous Yan Se.

"Have you finished the scarf last time?" The boss lady started chatting with An Yan when she found a line.

An Yan didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she could only tell a lie with kindness, "Well..."

"Do your husband like it very much?"

"Well..." I hope he will like it.

"No wonder you came here to buy it this time! Are you sure you still want the last time that beautiful se?"

"Yes, please trouble you." An Yan looked at the boss lady embarrassedly.

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The boss lady smiled and shook her head, "It's okay."

After searching for about three or five minutes, the boss's wife handed the mao thread to An Yan, "Give it, is it this Yan Se?"

An Yan nodded, "Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome, your husband likes it. With such a good boy as you, it must be a blessing from his previous life!"

An Yan didn't know what to say except for Xiao. After paying the money, she said goodbye to her boss Nian and turned around and left the mao online market.

Her nose was a little sour and her eyes were sour.

It was not a blessing for him to know her, it was a misfortune, a full misfortune...

Fortunately, such misfortune is about to end and will end soon.

At the moment when the tears were about to fall, An Yany swallowed all the tears.

She was stubborn and refused to let a tear fall.

Mu Anyan, maybe this is the ending you should have, your final destiny.s3;

...

Scenic Jiangshan, villa.

"Mr. He has confirmed that the harpist who will perform tomorrow night is indeed Miss Mu."

"Yeah." He Yunshen responded, and then ordered Wu Yang in front of him, "Tomorrow, prepare 520 flower baskets to be placed at the performance venue, and I wish the performance a success."

"Yes." Wu Yang nodded, "I'll go and prepare immediately."

"Find me the most inconspicuous location."

Wu Yang was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked, "Ah? Mr. He, are you going to sit in the most inconspicuous position?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly!"

"Okay." Wu Yang answered again, "I promise that I will do it for you properly, don't worry!"

"You have enough things that you can't do. If you can't do such small things, you can go home and farm in advance."

"..." Wu Yang lowered his head in shame, and his efficiency in his work has indeed decreased a lot.

This time, He Xunfan's jade pendant was discovered by He Yunshen when he checked the fire extinguishing scene.

He didn't even notice such an important clue. Wu Yang felt very ashamed to think about it now.

Wu Yang thought of an extremely important thing and immediately spoke out: "By the way, Mr. He, I have found all the relevant information about Fang Shu!"

"Say." "No wonder He thinks that Fang Shu's name is familiar. Everyone in the mysterious organization that kidnapped He San Shao was surnamed Fang. What's strange is that there is not much information about Fang Shu at all. It seems that he was maliciously erased, and nothing can be found, but... this Fang

Shu should be related to the mysterious organization that kidnapped He San Shao back then."

The corners of He Yunshen's mouth curled up coldly, and his appearance was even more terrifyingly cold.

"Oh, I asked Meng Zhihan if he had discovered something about He He. Meng Zhihan said that Fang Shu called the man Xun wearing a mask, but I don't know which Xun word it was. She followed Fang Shu and called him Brother Xun..."

Wu Yang paused for a second and said again: "And when the strong j scene was staged, Fang Shu brought people to save Meng Zhihan, which meant that masked man. It seems that the masked man is not a person without conscience!"

"Xun." He Yun's deep and thin lips slightly opened, and he coldly spit out a single syllable word.
Chapter completed!