Although the two of them did not come together in the end, no one knew each other better than them. Just after taking a look at Qishan, Lin Xuejuan had already concluded that Qishan must have something to do.

Qishan smiled and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly want to listen to you playing the violin, so I came here!"

Lin Xuejuan didn't believe his words. From Qishan's eyes, she felt that Qishan was worried and said softly: "Your eyes can't deceive me!" Qishan walked over with a smile, came to the piano, turned on the piano, sat down on the piano bench, and his fingers gently tapped on the black and white keys, and a crisp note floated in the piano room.

Lin Xuejuan said: "How long has it been since you played the piano?"

Qi Shan shook his head and covered the piano again: "It's been a long time since I can't remember it."

Lin Xuejuan opened the piano again: "Play a whisper of autumn, I want to hear it!"

Qishan smiled and said, "No, my hand is born, I can't even remember the music score now." Lin Xuejuan insisted, "You can do it!" Qishan couldn't resist her, so he could only nod and said, "Okay, then I'll give it a try!"

He sat in front of the piano, looked at the keys quietly, and finally activated the first note. Qishan's piano played very well. Although it was not professional, he was very skilled in melody and rhythm. What was even more rare was the emotion he devoted to.

Lin Xuejuan stood aside, looking at Qishan's focused expression, and suddenly felt an unspeakable sourness in her heart. Fate is really the most elusive thing in the world. They who were once passionate about each other have now become friends. Qishan is a calm and rational person. Lin Xuejuan knew that he still had deep feelings for him, but helplessly, she had already formed a family and had a husband who loved her.

Listening to the sound of the piano, everything in the past returned to Lin Xuejuan's memory. She suddenly felt scared. She found that the relationship had been gone for so many years, but it did not fade in her heart at all. Although their memories were beautiful, for her, this memory meant her rebellion against her husband and was a sin.

Lin Xuejuan bit her lip. When Qishan finished playing this song, she whispered: "It's time for me to leave. Yun Zhong went home for dinner tonight, and I'll go buy vegetables."

Qishan smiled and said, "It's me who should leave!"

During the period when Qishan faces unprecedented challenges and pressure, Zhang Daguanren's career is in full swing. Xue Weitong signed the Diet Theme Entertainment Park project, and good news came from there. China Television Group took a fancy to the plot next to Diet Theme Entertainment Park and wanted to build a film and television outdoor base there. In this way, three major projects have emerged around Qiuxia Lake, making Qiuxia Lake a new hot spot for Dongjiang tourism and a future tourism center.

The wood poison hiding incident has affected the reputation of Qiuxia Temple, and many rumors spread like wildfire, and there are even some ridiculous rumors that Master Huikong also participated in the drug trafficking. On the surface, he was a master monk, but in fact he was a drug dealer from Taiwan. Many investors in Taiwan also heard the news, and Master Huikong had to return to Taiwan Bay to explain to them.

Zhang Yang came to the construction site of Qiuxia Temple and saw that the walls had been enclosed. Due to the toxic wood, the construction site was temporarily suspended for rectification. The workers were on vacation and resting. In front of the command center, Monk Sanbao sat on a chair and basked in the sun lazily.

Zhang Yang drove the car directly in front of Sanbao. Sanbao stood up with a smile on his face and shouted: "Director Zhang! What wind has blown you?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Wind, east, west, south and north!" He looked at the construction site and saw only a few workers in charge of looking at the materials in the distance playing cards there. Zhang Yang said, "Where are people?"

Sanbao said: "The construction site has temporarily suspended work and rectified, so the workers have been given holidays. My master went to Taiwan to explain the situation to the investors. It's so good things." He swept the stool with his wide sleeves and moved it over to sit for Zhang Yang. He never had to be polite to him. He sat down. Sanbao then took a pot of hot tea in the command center, poured a cup of Zhang Yang, and sent it to him respectfully. Zhang Master Zhang looked at him. This guy really didn't look like a Buddhist disciple."

Zhang Yang said: "Sanbao, I came here today to see the situation on the construction site. Another reason is to take you there."

Monk Sanbao nodded repeatedly and said, "As long as Director Zhang calls me, I will never complain about the fire."

Zhang Daguanren said, "Oh, why do you have to harm you if I come here?"

Monk Sanbao smiled and said, "How is that possible? Director Zhang is my nobleman. Every time I see you, it will bring me good luck. I suspect that you are my lucky Buddha's reincarnation. As long as I am by your side, I feel like I am bathed in the Buddha's light."

Zhang Daguan almost choked out with a mouthful of tea. He coughed twice and said, "Three treasures, monks do not lie, I can't handle you." That's because Director Zhang is modest. You are with the Buddha in my heart, sharing the sun and the moon competing for brightness!"

Although Zhang Daguan also likes to flatter others, he can't stand the praise of the Three Treasures: "Stop, stop, stop, you don't want to live two more years." Zhang Yang certainly wouldn't say that to other monks, but he had no taboos to speak to the Three Treasures.

Sanbao didn't care, and grinned and said, "By the way, you haven't said what you are asking for?"

Zhang Yang then remembered the serious matter. He put down the teacup and said, "I have an aunt you have seen before. I am extremely depressed recently and need someone to enlighten her."

Sanbao said: "Director Zhang, it is your strength to enlighten others."

Zhang Yang said, "If I succeed, why should I find you? She believes in Buddhism. You are a Buddhist disciple and are very eloquent. I am really worried if someone else is there. You must help me with this relationship."

The aunt Zhang Yang mentioned is Meng Chuanmei, the wife of Qiao Zhenliang, the secretary of the provincial party committee, and Meng Chuanmei has been in a state of unstable mood recently. Although Zhang Yang tried to use drugs to help her recuperate her body, she also saw some effects. However, Meng Chuanmei’s real problem was psychological. Heart disease still requires heart medicine, and Zhang Yang could not untie her heart knot. That’s why Zhang Yang thought of the Three Treasures Monk. Of course, the Buddhist level of Monk Sanbao is not as good as that of Master Huikong, but this guy’s mouth is much better than Master Huikong.

Sanbao nodded and said, "Director Zhang, since you have spoken, there is no problem with me. But I also have one thing I want to ask for help."

Zhang Yangxin said that the monk had so many requests. He nodded and said, "You said!"

Sanbao said: "You have also seen that the construction site has been in a few days. Gongyuan said that he would stop the work and investigate. The wood in question was taken away by them. Since the accident, there has been no further information. Should we keep stopping the work?
Chapter completed!