"Mrs. Mo, our Miss Anya is currently the highest-scoring gold medal socialite in the club. She sends emails to pursue her, and almost thousands of men request to meet her every day."
The club has the computer information of celebrities. As long as they are single, they can register in the spouse selection column. The club will input the information into the dating website. Almost all the men who come here to choose are rich and well-known.
Although Wu Qiong knew that this service was available in the club, he never asked Mo Yiting to sign up.
"Oh, I believe it." Wu Qiong nodded, feeling a little sad again.
Lin Anya obediently stepped forward to support Wu Qiong and said sweetly: "Auntie, do you want me to play a song for you to listen to?"
"Okay, okay!" Wu Qiong responded with a smile.
There were also several ladies sitting in the pavilion. They were all good friends of Lin Anya, as well as best friends. Over the years, her best friends knew Lin Anya's little thoughts. When they saw Wu Qiong coming up, they quickly gave up their seats.
When Mrs. Yang saw Lin Anya starting to play the piano, she walked out of the pavilion. Wei Xianghong waved to her, and the two of them ducked into the club.
"You mean, Wu Qiong likes Lin Anya?" Wei Xianghong asked in surprise after hearing what Mrs. Yang said.
"Yeah, didn't I tell you last time?"
"But you said, this matter is dirty."
"It's because Mortao also has a woman and doesn't listen to Wu Qiong, but Lin Anya must let me match her so that she can get to know Wu Qiong."
Wei Xianghong frowned, "Is this interesting? Both of her sons have women."
"I don't know about that." Mrs. Yang smiled faintly and wanted to leave.
Wei Xiang's red eyes rolled, he held her back and said to her: "When Wu Qiong finishes listening, you specially let the famous lady who can play the piano compete with Lin Anya again. Why don't we all just gather together to join in the fun? Whoever is good will win. Let everyone
How nice it is to have all the fun."
"Is your family Yingyingxing?"
"Well, she has learned it."
"Okay." Mrs. Yang listened.
"Wait a minute." Wei Xianghong took her arm again and whispered quietly into her ear. Mrs. Yang's eyes froze when she heard this, and she seemed a little embarrassed.
Wei Xianghong smiled with an unknown meaning and said a little louder: "Listen to me, it's rare to get together. If we all get together and have a happy chat, there won't be any unpleasantness."
"OK."
As soon as the footsteps of the two women left, a slender figure appeared around the corner. She was none other than Ling Kexin.
A pregnant woman urinates a lot. She had just accompanied Ren Yifei to the bathroom and heard the conversation between Wei Xianghong and Mrs. Yang while standing outside.
She was not interested in the previous words at all, but she was very curious about the whispers behind them, but she didn't hear them! Looking at the two of them leaving, she looked back at the bathroom and smiled softly.
"Oh, you play so well!" Lin Anya's piano sound quickly attracted many ladies, and Mo Yiting also came over. She walked to her mother, leaned on her shoulder, and smiled softly.
Wu Qiong patted the back of her hand and looked at Lin Anya with her smiling eyes full of appreciation... What an elegant girl, with long hair, white face, big eyes, high nose bridge, small lips, and pointed chin, like
It looks like the face of a certain movie star.
"Miss Lin is so beautiful, she looks like Bingbing." Someone said.
"Yes, she is the most beautiful here. Some people on the Internet call her a goddess among men, and she has a good family background."
"She has high standards for men and has very good taste." A socialite who knew her came up to her, with a trace of jealousy flashing in her eyes.
"If you want a good figure and a good face, you must be tall."
"That's true."
Inside and outside the pavilion, some arrogant ladies and ladies, all with a hint of envy and jealousy hidden in their hearts, gathered together in twos and threes and chatted about that beautiful woman.
"Hey! Kexin, did you see that? Your mother-in-law and sister-in-law are listening to music in the pavilion." Ren Yifei nudged Ling Kexin with her elbow.
A melodious song called "Long Love" floated into Ling Kexin's ears with a touch of sadness. Ling Kexin followed the sound and saw the beautiful woman sitting in the pavilion.
She was wearing a long white dress, with long black silky hair, her head lowered, her hands playing on the strings, her body swaying slightly, and she seemed to be playing very focused.
From a distance, she looked like a beautiful fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. She was dressed in white, with long hair flowing in the wind, which reflected her flawless face.
So beautiful!
"She is the daughter of the president of the Radio and Television Group. She just came back from Australia last month and is a female doctor." Ren Yifei said.
Oh! Then she was the one Wei Xianghong and Mrs. Yang were discussing just now.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have thought Mrs. Yang invited movie stars." Ling Kexin smiled.
"Haha, is there any possibility of plastic surgery?" Ren Yifei frowned and stroked her belly with one hand, "I remember she was not that beautiful when she was in junior high school. She was in the third year of junior high school and I was in the first year of junior high school."
"People change."
"But people can also undergo plastic surgery. How many women now have plastic surgery done to look like the movie star they like? When boarding the plane for security check, the staff looked at their ID cards differently, which made a lot of jokes." Ren Yifei
Cover your mouth and laugh.
"Everyone, be quiet!"
After finishing a song, Mrs. Yang went up to the pavilion, waved to the ladies below and said, "Everyone is happy at the party today. Who wants to come up to perform? All the ladies in the party can come up and play a song. Everyone enjoys it."
, there is still more than an hour before lunch time, beauties, come up quickly."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Yingying went up with the hem of her red skirt. Her chestnut hair, paired with a red tube top skirt, a milky white ribbon draped over her shoulders, and heavy makeup, looked really dazzling from a distance.
"Haha, the turkey is on stage." Ren Yifei couldn't help laughing again.
Ling Kexin had a smile on her lips and looked towards Wu Qiong in the pavilion. She seemed to see that Qiao Yingying was a little uncomfortable and wanted to stand up and walk, but Mo Yiting held her down.
Qiao Yingying bowed slightly towards Wu Qiong and smiled, "Auntie, I dedicate this piece of music to you."
Wu Qiong twitched the corners of her lips, smiled unnaturally, and nodded politely.
Lin Anya had already figured out the situation of the Mo brothers. She knew Qiao Yingying very well. However, the man Qiao Yingying liked had no conflict with her. She sat down next to Wu Qiong and brought a bunch of grapes over.
"Auntie, you eat." She handed it to Wu Qiong, who smiled and took off two.
Lin Anya felt happy when she saw the look in her eyes full of love.
Mo Yiting curled her lips and looked towards Qiao Yingying. Qiao Yingying had already started playing. It might be too unfamiliar and she was not sure. After trying the music, she said awkwardly: "Let's start."
She played the most common song "Mountains and Flowing Waters". Ling Kexin was very familiar with these songs. Although she rarely played after having children, the guzheng given by her father was still displayed in the piano room of the villa.
Sometimes when the mood strikes, she will let her two children sit in the piano room to be her little audience. After More Ye came back, she had not played for him alone. Perhaps that school party left an impression on her.
Too deep.
In the past five years, she has not appeared on a big stage, and few people can remember that she can play the guzheng.
"Kexin, look at her playing, it's completely out of tune." Ren Yifei started touching Ling Kexin's waist again and started laughing again.
Ling Kexin looked sideways at her, "Yifei, after I found out you were pregnant, you have been laughing all day long, whether you are happy or making fun of others."
"My man told me to smile more. He said that when the baby is born, he will smile at him." Ren Yifei said seriously.
Ling Kexin was amused by her, "Listen to what you said, my Zihao rarely smiles. Is it because I didn't smile when I was pregnant with him?"
"It must make sense. Those two little darlings in your family never laughed every day when they were young. Zihao has not changed at all. I thought... it was also after Moerye returned to Jiangbin that he became more laughing and talkative."
Ling Kexin was thoughtful after listening to this. Although she disagreed with Ren Yifei's opinion, she felt that smiling was better than not smiling. Pregnancy is all about being in a good mood, which is good for both the mother and the baby physically and mentally.
"Well, you're right. From now on, I'll work with you to make you smile as much as possible." Is this considered flattering a friend?
"Okay, you can make me happy now." Ren Yifei seized the opportunity, "You must make my baby laugh."
"do what?"
"Go up and play a piece of music for me to listen to. It needs to be cheerful. I listened to the two of them playing it. Although I laughed, I felt uncomfortable. I didn't laugh in my heart. How could the baby laugh?" Ren Yifei pursed her lips, as if she had done that a few times.
This song made her feel aggrieved.
"No, not here. You have to listen. Come here every day on weekends and I will play for you."
"Ah!" Ren Yifei grabbed her and pulled her up to the pavilion without any explanation, shouting while pulling her, "Give way, let the school beauty of that year play a song!"
With this shout, everyone's eyes turned to them. Ling Kexin wanted to take off Ren Yifei's hand, but her eyes suddenly met a look of disdain from Wei Xianghong, and her hand dropped.
"Haha," Mo Yiting laughed and waved to them, "Come up, come up!"
"Tingting!" Wu Qiong had already stood up, she interrupted her sternly, "What's your name?"
"Mom, you haven't heard Ling Kexin play the guzheng before. She is amazing. I heard her play it in college, and it was really good! My brother was fascinated by her like this."
Mo Yiting's elbows can now be turned inward. Qiao Yingying is pretentious and out of tune several times. She is obviously trying to challenge herself, meaning that she can play, but can you, Mo Yiting?
Mo Yiting can't, but she can play the piano.
And Lin Anya couldn't understand it. It should be said that both the men of the Mo family had women they liked, so she didn't have a chance. But why was she looking straight at her mother's face when she was playing the piano, and she was smiling so deliberately?
Sweet and charming.
Now, she is sitting next to her mother, always stuffing fruits into her hands, as if she is a daughter or daughter-in-law.
I don’t understand, I don’t understand! Let’s be honest, I can’t play, but my sister-in-law can play, doesn’t it still help the Mo family regain face?
"Nonsense!" Without thinking, Wu Qiong didn't want Ling Kexin to get close to him at all, so he dragged Mo Yiting to get out of the pavilion.
"Oh!" Wei Xianghong came up, looked at Wu Qiong and smiled slightly, "Mrs. Mo, the ladies are all here to have fun, so don't spoil Yifei's fun. By the way, Tingting, wouldn't you?
?”
Qiao Zhenzhong flashed in front of Mo Yiting's eyes. Although Wei Xianghong had always been nice and polite to their mother and daughter when they came here today, as if nothing had happened before, but no matter how she looked at it, Wei Xianghong wanted to make her own
Mother made a fool of herself.
"Auntie, I don't know how to play the guzheng. It's because I didn't listen to my mother and I must learn the piano. If you want to listen, you can listen to me playing the piano one day." Mo Yiting said it neither salty nor cool, with a smile on her face.
"Oh? That's very good." Wei Xianghong didn't look embarrassed at all. Her daughter played so well that people laughed at her, and she was very proud, "Everyone in your family knows how to play, and your mother can also play. Back then,
We are very popular in the academy, so no one in your Mo family can play the guzheng?"
"Mrs. Qiao, our Mo family..." Wu Qiong was about to speak, but she saw Ling Kexin walking up the steps. She immediately trembled in her heart, with a look of panic on her face, and held Mo Yiting's hand tightly.
"Hey! Isn't this the eldest mistress of the Mo family? Mrs. Mo, you can let your wife play it. Yifei just said it..." Wei Xianghong was still smiling and seemed to be in high spirits.
When she mentioned it, some ladies around her hurriedly agreed, "Yes, yes, Mrs. Mo, just ask your eldest daughter-in-law to play a song for us to listen to."
"Haha," someone lowered his voice and sneered softly, "won't the playing sound ugly?"
"It's possible. Otherwise, Mrs. Mo's face wouldn't be so white. You see she is so nervous that she is sweating. This eldest daughter-in-law is from a poor family. She has no ability." Another woman covered her mouth with her hands.
He also added a sentence with sarcasm.
Wu Qiong stood too high and didn't hear it, but Ling Kexin heard it.
"If the ladies are interested, I, Ling Kexin, would rather be respectful than obey!" She let go of Ren Yifei's hand, lifted up her skirt and walked elegantly to the guzheng.
Qiao Yingying glared at her with a hint of anger, and then stood up angrily. She really didn't understand why her mother supported Ling Kexin in coming to play. She had heard Mor Tao say that she would.
Ling Kexin did not sit down directly. She first took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag, shook them open and wiped the stool. After wiping it once, she seemed dissatisfied and asked Mrs. Yang to change it with a smile.
Her move immediately stunned everyone present.
The expressions on the faces of Wei Xianghong and her daughter were like a revolving lantern, turning white and red, then red and blue, but they dared not speak out in anger, and their faces were so convulsed that they looked like they were having a stroke.