After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Song Yixuan was wearing a loose hospital gown, leaning against the wall, and stood helplessly at the door of the ward.

She was like a flimsy feather, her face was pale, the area of ​​her wrist wrapped in gauze was soaked in blood, and the rest of the exposed area had clear blood vessels.

Rao Ye Nanqing, who had known Song Yixuan's dark heart for a long time, could not help showing a strange emotion in his eyes when he turned around and saw this scene.

Ye Nanqing frowned and looked at her, his tone was still distant, "Is there something wrong?"

A trace of guilt flashed across Song Yixuan's eyes, her lips moved twice, and she made a weak voice:

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I got you in trouble."

I still feel pity for her still so sensible expression that makes people feel distressed, and her soft and guilty words.

Ye Nanqing stared at the girl's obedient self-reproach not far away for a moment, feeling cold in his heart.

Seeing Song Yixuan standing there precariously, Song's mother hurried over to help her up. She was distressed and angry and said, "You child, why do you apologize to her if you have nothing to do? If it weren't for her, would you be able to become like this?"

Song Yixuan looked at Ye Nanqing, then at Song's mother, and explained embarrassingly and powerlessly: "Mom, I don't blame Teacher Ye for this matter. It has nothing to do with her. It's because I can't think about it."

Song's mother glared at Ye Nanqing angrily, "Ye Nanqing, do you dare to say that Xuanxuan's hand injury has nothing to do with you? Do you know how important this trial is to her?"

Song Yixuan's father also looked over with serious scrutiny, and frowned fiercely, "Mr. Ye, you must have a conscience."

"Xuanxuan has not been easy on the road of piano. Any opportunity is precious to her. Losing the qualification for the selection competition is a big blow to her."

"Don't you just watch her degenerate like this, neither dead nor alive?"

"Is your conscience at peace?"

"..."

Song Yixuan's parents were talking about each other, but Ye Nanqing could only hear an implication:

"You have to find a way to compensate our Xuanxuan."

As if he had expected this a long time ago, Ye Nanqing raised his eyebrows slightly, with a dull expression, "This is the end, what do you want me to do?"

After the words fell to the ground, Mother Song finally calmed down, and the expression on her face returned to calm.

"You come to be our Xuanxuan's piano teacher, train her well, and make up for what she lost for you."

Ye Nanqing: "..."

Everyone looked at her, waiting for her answer.

Ye Nanqing calmly took out the business card he had prepared, walked over, and handed it to Mother Song.

"Jenny, have you heard of it? She is a famous private piano teacher abroad. I have some friendship with her, and we have already negotiated. If Song Yixuan wants to learn from her, she will teach with her heart."

Huaguo wanted Jenny to be his private piano teacher, but he couldn't get this resource.

When Mother Song took the business card, she was in a trance for a moment.

This condition is indeed very attractive.

She showed the business card to Song Yixuan, opened her mouth, "Xuanxuan, look..."

Song's mother hadn't finished speaking, but Song Yixuan looked at Ye Nanqing with tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with despair, "Mr. Ye, you would rather go to the trouble of letting Teacher Jenny teach me than accept me as an apprentice." ?"

Mother Song looked at Song Yixuan's broken look, as if she had just woken up from a dream, and impatiently put the business card back to Ye Nanqing.

"Stop pretending! Jenny is a foreign teacher, do you want us to send Xuanxuan to study abroad? Xuanxuan is the only daughter of our family, and she wants to stay in China!"

Father Song also asked angrily, "Our Xuanxuan likes you so much, she supports every performance of yours, and is your savior, even if you comfort her, what's wrong with being her teacher?"

Qin Xiang at the side saw that the situation seemed to be getting worse, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled Ye Nanqing aside to persuade him:

"Ye Nanqing, what do you think? I know you have no experience in taking apprentices, but Song Yixuan is a good child. It looks like the Song family doesn't intend to let it go. Why don't you just... promise her?"

She knew that saying these words would embarrass Ye Nanqing, and after she finished speaking, she also felt very embarrassed.

After all, Ye Nanqing did not have the obligation to be Song Yixuan's teacher.

But for the sake of human feelings, especially since Song Yixuan almost failed to wake up from cutting her wrist just now, she felt that it was not impossible for her to be considerate.

But she will not force Ye Nan to lean, she just hopes that the two sides can reconcile.

Ye Nanqing half-closed his eyes tiredly, and apologized to Qin Xiang: "Dean Qin, I'm sorry."

She looked at the Song family again, turned up her volume a little bit, still cold and emotionless, "It's impossible for me to accept Song Yixuan as a disciple."

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After Ye Nanqing and Qin Xiang left one after another, Father Song answered an emergency call from the company and left in a hurry.

Only Song Yixuan and Song's mother were left in the ward.

Song Yixuan looked at the bare tree trunks and branches outside the window, rubbed her fingertips over and over again all of Ye Fei's piano music collections that she had copied, twitched the corners of her mouth, and let out a sneer.

"Is it impossible to accept me as a disciple?"

"how could be?"

"Mr. Ye, you will accept me as an apprentice."

Mother Song looked at her with a sad face, opened her mouth, and was about to say something when she saw Song Yixuan flipping open the music book with a grim expression, tearing the paper inside.

"Xuanxuan, what are you doing?" Song's mother stopped her helplessly, "You still have wounds on your hands, don't break them open again."

Song Yixuan stopped for a moment, but her eyes were still gloomy.

Song's mother sighed, "That Ye Nanqing really doesn't want to get in. You've been hurt like this and she still doesn't let go. This is completely out of our plan."

"However, Xuanxuan, you can't do this next time. If you want her to be your teacher, you can't make fun of your own safety!"

Song Yixuan nodded quietly, "Mom, I know, but it's just a bitter trick. Ye Nanqing looks indifferent, but I guess she's almost overwhelmed?"

Soon, Ye Nanqing would be overwhelmed and take her as his apprentice.

"It's really not worth it." Mother Song's eyes flashed unwillingness, "You deliberately hurt your hand and gave up the international selection. It was a good opportunity, but I still feel it's a pity."

I don't know how far I have to go to make Ye Nanqing let go.

Song Yixuan had an extremely cold smile on her lips, her eyes were shrewd, "Mom, what's a mere selection for an international competition? Ye Fei is a unique existence in this world."

At this moment, the girl's cold and sharp eyes are no longer the weak and innocent appearance before.

"As long as Ye Feiken teaches me, I promise, I will be able to replace her soon."

"There is nothing in this world worth my sacrifice more than this."