The rich wife is addicted to escape

"But Guoguo, it's too exaggerated for you to say that about your uncle. Let alone his playing skills are almost the same as those of professional violinists. Concerts are always sold out.”

Indeed, just sitting under the stage was a dense crowd, and some people even just stood there and listened to the whole concert even if they didn't get a seat.

If such a scene is still laughed at by Guoguo and said no one is watching, then most musicians in the world will probably feel ashamed.

"Jia Rui, you don't need to spend too much time with this brat, he's just too complacent, and he's so used to being soft and hard."

The current Wu Ming doesn't have the sense of grandeur that he used to strategize in the mall and reject people thousands of miles away, but more of the intimacy that really belongs to the big brother next door.

It is obvious that even the head of Far East Industrial Co., Ltd., who is well-managed from top to bottom, is forced to bring out other reinforcements to suppress his own eccentric little nephew. The different sense of contrast accidentally creates a real atmosphere, which seems to narrow the distance between the two people invisible.

However, what surprised Su Jiarui the most was that Wu Ming was able to distract himself from planning such a gorgeous concert while running the listed company Far East Industrial. Even he himself played the violin at an absolute level. Not just for violin lovers.

A businessman who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain in the business field can also use the gap to maximize his hobbies. This kind of pursuit of personal ideals and life is something that Su Jiarui envies and cannot do.

Although music used to be like a castle in the air to her, more like a shackle on her body, but now that the shackles have been removed, she will always savor the joy and enjoyment when she devoted herself to music performance before.

Even now, although she keeps saying that she still has a passion for music, she has never touched an instrument again. Compared with Wu Ming, her love is just talk.

From this point of view, she still has a deep understanding of why Wu Ming was able to reach his current position.

The few people didn't have much time to chat, and Guoguo was picked up by the driver to go to the so-called interest class. Before leaving, the little guy still looked bitter and hated, looking at Wu Ming as if he wanted to eat alive same as him.

Su Jiarui only felt that this scene was so familiar that it was funny, but at the beginning, as a student, she had never been favored by her family, and it was impossible for her to vent her dissatisfaction wantonly like Guoguo is now, which made some children lose their temper and even more so. Most of the time, she could only keep her head down, and hurried to one place after another, repeating boring exercises.

When Guoguo left, there were only two people left in the lounge. Su Jiarui felt a little at a loss for a while without that scumbag.

"It seems that Guoguo really likes you. Even his little girlfriend who was noisy in my ears before, he never brought here. He insists on saying that this is his own piece of pure land."

Su Jiarui was stunned when he heard the words. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be surprised by Guoguo's ability to seduce girls at a young age, or by Guoguo's trust and love for him.

"After all, you may not know that this concert hall is actually property under Guoguo's name. It was given to him by his parents who are far away from abroad as compensation for attending interest classes. Even the concert I held this time is a You need to discuss it with him."

Today's big news is really one after another, but in the final analysis, being born in such a family, and being such a cute little guy like Guoguo, owning a concert hall doesn't seem to be an incomprehensible thing.

In the end, her astonishment turned into a light smile like a spring breeze, with a kind of understanding and flattery.

"Fate is really wonderful sometimes. I think if I could meet Guoguo earlier, maybe my life might have a different change."

Every time I talk to Wu Ming, it seems that because of the relationship with the object, Su Jiarui can always gradually change from a listener to a confidant, and can naturally communicate with Wu Ming some of his innermost thoughts, and this is what Chen Cheng said. It's absolutely impossible, he doesn't have time to listen to his own nonsense at all, he just blindly imposes his own ideas on her, and has to make her accept all his arrangements with a smile.

"But to be honest, your solo today is really amazing, and thank you at the same time, I'm afraid I can't even imagine that I can move my untuned self-composed music into such a grand hall matter."

Hearing that Su Jiarui was actually praising him, Wu Ming was different from before, showing a kind and warm smile, and even lowered his head uncharacteristically, showing a rare wry smile.

"It's too exaggerated. It's just my childhood preference. I haven't practiced it for a long time, but your song is amazing for the first time."

Su Jiarui never expected that she could see such an emotion called loneliness from Wu Ming's face. No matter what kind of difficulties or successes he experienced in the past, Wu Ming seemed to have a temperament of smiling and watching the wind and rain No matter who he treats, he has a gentleman's feeling that seems to be engraved in his bones.

She originally thought that this was the real Wu Ming.

But now, she feels at a loss, as if she accidentally broke the doll when she was a child. She still looks pretty, but there is a faint slit on her cheek, revealing the real inside, which is as clean and bright as the outside. The exterior is completely opposite to the dilapidated interior.

Su Jiarui hesitated for a while, then plucked up his courage and comforted him: "It's too modest of you to say that, I imagine that you are probably the pride of heaven, you can succeed in anything, whether it's music or business. Forget it, I always feel that when I look at you, there is always an unreal feeling of looking at a doll in the window, because it is so beautiful."

"But now, we are already friends. As friends, the important thing is not to see how perfect and successful the other person is, but to be the shoulder he can lean on when the other person is frustrated and tired."

Hearing this, Wu Ming raised his head and looked deeply at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to hide her every frown and smile in his eyes.

After a pause for a while, Wu Ming lowered his head with a smile and said, "Jia Rui, thank you, but believe me, handling your emotions well is a compulsory course for everyone in our Wu family."

Wu Ming's ability to say these words so calmly was enough to make Su Jiarui feel an indescribable heartache.

After all, he is worthy of being the successor who has grown up in a big family. Wu Ming can have such a watertight way of handling things today. One can imagine how much he has paid in a corner where others can't see.

As for these things, even if she went to ask, Wu Ming might just deal with her calmly, and he would definitely not cause her any trouble.

Afterwards, Wu Ming drove Su Jiarui to the building of the Chen Corporation. The two exchanged their recent work affairs, and Su Jiarui also expressed his gratitude to Wu Ming.

The moment he opened the car door, Wu Ming's voice sounded behind him.

"Jia Rui, as a friend, can I make a request to you?"

Su Jiarui was a little confused, she just blinked her eyes and looked at Wu Ming who was hesitant to speak.

"Actually, I have encountered some problems at home recently. If I trouble you, can you give me a hug?"

Su Jiarui knew that being able to make Wu Ming openly make such a request to her must be the result of his entanglement all the way.

After all, Wu Ming is a person who lives in a proud world. Su Jiarui knows that if he asks him what he has experienced at this time, he will tear his scars. It was an extremely polite request.

At this time, all he needed was silent comfort.

"Wu Ming, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"

Wu Ming raised his head in disbelief when he heard the words. At this moment, Su Jiarui's answer was something that he had done all the way in mental construction, and he didn't expect it. He didn't know whether it was a polite refusal or something else.

Before Wu Ming could figure out what Su Jiarui meant, she opened her arms generously and hugged him like a friend.

"If you still consider me your friend, comforting you is what I should do, not your request. Wu Ming, being polite to each other should not happen to friends."

As a burst of elegant fragrance hit, Su Jiarui gave her a superficial hug, but she understood that Wu Ming had already understood what she meant.

After getting out of the car, Wu Ming watched her back and smiled.

"After that, if there are any music-related activities, I will invite you directly, and I can't let that guy Guoguo act as a middleman to earn the difference."

In just an instant, the lonely expression on Wu Ming's face disappeared. Su Jiarui smiled and readily agreed to his words.

Watching Wu Ming's car slowly drive out of sight, Su Jiarui realized that it seemed that she only had a little understanding of Wu Ming's real appearance until now.

But everything now is just like the doll with a crack in the past, but it's just superficial. What she hopes more is that people like Wu Ming can maintain the most authentic state of each other.

Su Jiarui smiled with his head down, and was about to turn around and walk into the building, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

Before she could react, in the next second, a hand suddenly stretched out, clamped her wrist vigorously, and pulled it out involuntarily.

Su Jiarui was startled. In the panic and struggle, she saw the figure of the person coming.

For a moment, she felt that the nightmare she had dreamed back in the middle of the night was replaying in front of her again.