After breakfast, Shangguan Chen put down his official duties and stayed with Han Zhiyan in the study all morning.
In the afternoon, after Han Zhiyan took a nap, Shangguan Chen left the holiday home.
Han Zhiyan woke up again at around 6 p.m.
After she got up, some makeup artists and costumers were busy around her.
By the time everything was packed, it was already eight o'clock.
Han Zhiyan wore a pure white floor-length tube top dress, paired with a black lace belt and a pair of black glass shoes.
It makes her beautiful figure look particularly beautiful.
Her slightly curly black hair was fluffed up, exposing her white neck, and she put on a light and elegant makeup.
Showing some grace and nobility.
Han Zhiyan was in front of the mirror. After watching, she asked Xiao Bing with a faint smile, "Where is Shangguan Chen?"
Xiaobing looked mysterious, "Young mistress will see the young master soon, don't worry!"
At half past eight, Roses Hotel owned by Shangguan Family.
Pei Wen's car, carrying Han Zhiyan, stopped steadily in front of the hotel.
Opening the car door, Pei Wen made a gesture of invitation.
Han Zhiyan got out of the car slowly, looked at the many people gathered in front of the hotel, and asked with confusion, "Pei Wen, what's going on?"
Pei Wen said respectfully, "Young lady, Master Chen is waiting for you inside."
Han Zhiyan was suspicious, and knowing that Shangguan Chen was inside, she relaxed and walked slowly to the hotel along the red carpet like a princess, surrounded by some people in black.
When she took just two steps, a little girl walked up to her with a rose, raised her little hand, her face was full of smiles, and her voice was tender and she said, "Sister, give it to you!"
After saying that, he walked away quietly.
Han Zhiyan walked along the road to the hotel, but the five-minute journey took ten minutes.
Along the way, she received roses from eleven different children.
The moment she stepped into the hotel, there was a black piano placed in the middle of the lobby, which looked bright and shining under the dark yellow crystal lamp.
There were many people gathered around the lobby.
Seeing Han Zhiyan step into the hotel, those people stepped back and made a path straight to the middle of the lobby.
A man with an elegant posture was sitting in front of the piano with her on his back. His fingertips moved slightly, and waves of subtle notes flowed out from his fingertips.
Han Zhiyan recognized at a glance that it was the person she loved most, Shangguan Chen.
The beautiful notes were like a warm current, constantly flowing in Han Zhiyan's heart, and a touch of tenderness appeared in her clear eyes.
In front of the piano, he was dressed in white clothes, with a face as elegant as jade, a gentle expression on his face, and a faint smile on his lips.
He concentrated on playing the soft melody, so emotional that it was like flowing water flowing through the clouds.
Everyone present felt deeply that there was a beautiful emotion behind that song.
Han Zhiyan stood blankly at one end, listening to the tender music, feeling his tenderness more and more, and a wave of emotion was rolling in her heart.
Touched and happy, this is what Han Zhiyan felt at this moment.
There was silence, and the tender song came to an end.
The man tilted his head slightly, with a smile still on his lips, and his eyes were full of warmth, as he looked at the woman standing blankly on the other side.
He stood up gracefully from the piano, with the tenderness that was unique to her still on his face, and walked towards her slowly.
Han Zhiyan looked at him, who was like a prince, walking towards her step by step. She instantly felt his exclusive breath slowly surrounding her breathing, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.