"Mr. He, if Mr. He San was not dead, and if all this had a close relationship with Mr. He San, then... what should I do?"

"Kill it without delay."

"Mr. He, that's your younger brother..."

Wu Yang has been following He Yunshen for so many years. Although He Yunshen doesn't say it, he can see He Yunshen's guilt and self-blame over the years. Such an arrogant man has turned red at He Xunfan's funeral.

He Yunshen is not a heartless person, he is a brother who is like a brother. When he speaks out the words "kill" without mistakes, it shows how difficult it is for him.

"Wu Yang." He Yunshen frowned and said slowly, "The person who was red-eyed was ignoring his brothers and sisters. If all this was related to him, do you think he still has someone to talk about?"

Wu Yang nodded.

"It's just that he's not smart enough, but no matter what, the price is always there."

Wu Yang nodded, "I understand, Mr. He."

He Yunshen nodded slightly and didn't say a word, but the signature pen in his hand was a little bent.

"Pa" When he let go, the signing pen rolled on the huge writing desk and then fell on the ground on one side.s3;

...

The next night, audiences had already entered the venue one after another at around 6:30. Most celebrities and nobles would like this elegant art. When they heard that the harpist had been replaced by An Yan, they naturally saw it.

"It's amazing that Mu Anyan can live so vividly after leaving Mr. He."

"This kind of NV person must have very superb methods, there is no doubt that we can only be considered a witch in front of her."

"I wonder if Mr. He will come today?"

"How could Mr. He like this kind of torn shoes? Don't joke!"

"Did you just see those flower baskets that celebrate the success of the performance? I saw those words, they were all Ai Mass among the flowers, which was expensive. Such a flower basket cost tens of thousands of yuan. I don't know who gave it to me. I saw that there were hundreds of flower baskets in the audience, right?"

"Maybe it was Mu Anyan's new favorite." J-like sorcerer Shunv speculated, "After all, she is afraid that there will be no man to take over the NV person with superb skills?"

These famous socialites and NVs were talking, covering their mouths and laughing from time to time. They watched An Yan as a joke, but they didn't know that they were really jokes now.

At 6:55 in the evening, the whole audience's lights fell, and a dim light fell in the middle of the stage, and everyone's eyes looked towards the direction of the stage...

At this time, the security door on one side slowly opened, and a handsome man with straight figure walked in.

He looked cold, and his black sunglasses showed the extraordinary kingly aura on his clear-lined face.

Under the cover of J bodyguards, the nearby audience did not see who the man was, but who has such a strong aura in Jingjiang City? Then, there is no other person except He Yunshen.

He sat far away from the stage. This position was very secretive and he could clearly see the stage, but even if the people on the stage looked towards the audience, they would never see his position, because this was a blind spot of sight.

At about seven o'clock, the melodious and ethereal harp sounded first, and all the lights gathered in An

Yan's body...

She was wearing a white veil, and her extraordinary temperament attracted the attention of the audience.

She plucked every string gracefully, even though her hands were wrapped with gauze, it did not affect any of her soft limbs at all.

The originally melodious sound of the piano fell little by little, and suddenly became majestic, as if it was awesome. The lights on the stage suddenly lit up, and the thunderous applause from the audience also rang out...

When the applause became sparse, the harp sounded again, not at all abrupt! Who said that weakness could not beat steel? Such a soft piano sound swallowed every note that was so powerful that just now!

He Yunshen's gaze always fell on An Yan's body. His slender fingers took off his sunglasses handsomely. Junyan still had no expression at all, but his eyes were full of warmth. Such a look was unique.

As the song was about to end, the lights gathered on An Yan again, ending with the melodious sound of the harp, which made the audience still unsatisfied.

The moment the stage lights fell, An Yan searched the audience with the fastest light, but did not see He Yunshen's figure...

Didn't he come?

An Yan withdrew her gaze in a little disappointed manner and stood up and bowed to the audience with everyone.

Next is a good solo and ensemble project. By the time An Yan appears again, the concert is approaching.s3;

This song was also added temporarily, and An Yan played it less than three times.

She sat in the middle of the stage, playing on the pedal.

The moment the piano sounded, her eyes turned red...

The soothing harp sound was filled with a wail of extreme sadness, and many audiences with great emotion in the audience burst into tears.

She plucked the strings until the last note.

When the last piano sound fell, a drop of clear tears suddenly slid down and finally fell on the floor where lights gathered.

An Yan didn't know that her every move, even a subtle move, fell into He Yunshen's sharp eyes.

His eyes were filled with a y-god light, his brows were always frowning tightly, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he hid it all.

After the performance, everyone went on stage to bow and bow. When they delivered their speeches, the dazzling man in the inconspicuous position had already left early.

"What do you want to say to An Yan? Let me tell you quickly!" The host handed the microphone to An Yan. An Yan took the microphone and looked around the audience with a smile. The sweet voice came out through the microphone: "Just just now, the host said that he had made a voting machine on the spot, and the satisfaction rate was as high as 98.9%. I know that most of the people present were surprised why I stood here, of course there was also a small one.

Some people came to see me, Mu Anyan, and joked, but no matter what mood you came here, I would like to thank you very much. Thank you for enjoying today's performance, thank you."

After the words came to an end, An Yan bowed to the audience, thanking everyone who arrived to watch the performance today.

This will be her last performance in her life.

After the show ended, the audience left one after another. An Yan packed up her things and left early. Looking at the flower baskets placed in the performance aisle and hall, the beautiful roses bloomed extremely temptingly, and they were really beautiful. Just like this blooming rose, today's performance was also particularly exciting.
Chapter completed!