Chanel leaned against the coffee table, sat on the beige carpet with her knees drawn up, and stared blankly at the TV.
She would change the channel after it finished broadcasting. As long as it was broadcasting news about Mu Xicheng, she would not let it go...
The little servant looked on blankly, it turned out that the young lady was still a loyal fan of Mu Xicheng.
"Master...you are back."
Su Shijie walked into the room and saw Chanel sitting there obediently, and felt very good.
He would feel more at ease if she didn't cause him any trouble.
"Aren't you afraid of damaging your eyes if you sit so close to watch TV?"
The man's deep voice sounded above her head.
Chanel seemed to be suddenly awakened from a dream. She was withdrawn from the memories of the past and hurriedly grabbed the remote control to turn off the TV.
Su Shijie reached out and stroked her head: "So obedient? I just told you to rest your eyes. I didn't tell you not to watch TV."
Shanel frowned, she didn't want Su Shijie to discover her abnormality...
In particular, she didn't want any outsiders to know about her relationship with Mu Xicheng.
Chanel took off his hand, put down the remote control and walked to the bay window to pack her violin.
Su Shijie followed over and picked up a few pieces of paper: "Are you interested in composing lyrics and music?"
Chanel unceremoniously took her manuscript back, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
"Why did you throw it away?"
"..."
"Are you not satisfied?"
Chanel was very annoyed that he kept annoying her as soon as he got home. It was really noisy.
Su Shijie picked it back up from the wastebasket and spread the crumpled paper ball...
Chanel stretched out her hand to grab it, but Su Shijie raised his hand first to avoid it: "Since it is something you threw away, it doesn't belong to you. If I pick it up, it's mine."
"...You!" Shanel frowned and glared at him, "So you like to pick up trash that others don't want."
"It depends on who threw it away...your things are not considered garbage."
Forget it, if he wants it, it's up to him.
Chanel picked up the handkerchief, wiped the violin carefully and put it in the case.
Su Shijie sat casually on the windowsill, folded her legs, tapped her fingers one by one, and looked at the music she composed...
Although it is only fragmented one by one, the artistic conception is good.
"You are very talented, but the ideas in the music are too willful and need some professional guidance."
Chanel sneered: "Do you have any professional guidance for me?"
"There's a party tomorrow night."
"...?"
"Many well-known songwriters and violin musicians will be present." Su Shijie folded the paper, "You are bored at home. I will take you to the banquet tomorrow night and introduce you to them."
After Su Shijie married Xia Xiner, he never took her to appear in public.
He even said that no one outside knew that he was married...even his best friend had never met her.
Su Shijie's previous concept was that women stood behind men and took care of their husbands and children at home, and there was no need to go out and show their faces.
"Thank you, Mr. Su, for showing me your love. I'm not interested."
"Don't say no."
"..."
"Xin'er, you know what it means to be able to stand by my side and attend the banquet with me." Su Shijie's eyes turned dark.
Chanel was silent, of course she knew.
In the past, Xin'er had no status in the Su family. She was almost kicked out just because she couldn't have children...