The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

The concert officially begins.

Female pianist Christian took the stage wearing a quiet and elegant dark blue velvet dress. She sat in front of a completely black piano and performed her independently composed famous song "The Wind Blowing Seasons" for the audience.

Everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful melody, and the audience was quiet.

Although the piano music was very beautiful, Tang Qiaoer's eyes were focused on the dark blue dress Christian was wearing.

This high-end dress, the only one in the world, was designed by Sharon, a top international fashion designer, and designed by Tang Qiaoer herself.

Only such international high-end talents, celebrities and superstars, who are talented in both virtue and art and enjoy a high reputation, are worthy of wearing dresses designed by Sharon.

Shen Jingjue had no intention of enjoying the performance, his fists were tense and trembling slightly.

Throughout the process, his peach blossom eyes suppressing his anger were staring at Tang Qiaoer's bright and beautiful face.

From time to time, Xie Jinhuan and Tang Qiaoer leaned against each other and whispered softly.

She nodded slightly, a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she seemed to be very interested in what he said.

Shen Jing felt that his thin lips were pursed like a razor blade, his fists were clenched with shocking veins, and his handsome face was as white as a layer of frost.

He looked at her intently.

Does she and that polite scum have so much to talk about?

They have been married for three years, and they see each other every day. Why don't they see her talking so much to him? !

"Hiss... why is it so cold all of a sudden? The air conditioning is too strong..." Huo Ruxi looked confused and shrank her neck.

Christian played a few more songs, and then led his favorite protégé, Miss Huo Zhaozhao, onto the stage.

The girl on the stage is in the prime of life, with beautiful long curly chestnut hair hanging around her waist. Her petite figure is wearing a gorgeous green gauze skirt dress, which is dotted with dots of silk flowers, which makes it even more flattering. She felt like a fairy in the forest, like a forest elf.

"Zhaozhao! Zhaozhao, look here! It's my brother!" Huo Ruxi waved to her excitedly when she saw her sister appear.

Shen Jingjue's face turned dark and he really wanted to kick him down.

But Huo Zhaozhao on the stage obviously didn't notice the support from his brother on the second floor. With a confident smile on his face like a full moon, he bowed gracefully to the audience.

After that, she sat in front of the piano like a noble swan, her fingers gently fell on the black and white keys, and smooth notes followed.

Mozart, "Turkish March".

Tang Qiaoer stared at Huo Zhaozhao on the stage, her eyes shining, but she could not hide her envy.

Her left hand was placed on her lap, and with skilled muscle memory, her five fingers jumped to follow the brisk melody.

At the same time, the wasted little finger seemed to be re-injected with vitality.

"I remember that when I was a child, you played the piano very well."

Xie Jinhuan felt that Tang Qiaoer's secretly dancing fingers were really cute, so he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "If you had followed the path of music, your level would have been far above hers."

"Impossible."

Tang Qiaoer retracted her fingers tremblingly and clenched them tightly, "It's impossible anymore."

On the battlefield of Country L, she dragged the seriously injured Shen Jingjue back to the camp. The ligaments of the five fingers of her left hand were severely damaged, and the little finger was completely paralyzed and weak, which was irreversible.

She had no idea how many times of rehabilitation she had done day and night, and how much sweat she had shed on the remaining four fingers, before they could barely return to normal.

However, Tang Qiaoer never regretted saving Shen Jingjue.

Even if he hurt her deeply, it is undeniable that they fought side by side for world peace.

What she saved was not a scumbag, but a soldier of the peacekeeping force.

Her injury is not a shadow that cannot be erased, but a supreme glory that belongs to her alone.

The concert ended successfully. Christian and his disciple Huo Zhaozhao bowed and received flowers and applause.

"Miss Tang, can you go backstage with me?" Xie Jinhuan smiled and invited Tang Qiaoer.

"Is something okay, Fourth Young Master?" Tang Qiaoer asked.

"It's a little personal matter. My mother likes Ms. Christian very much, so she wants to get a signed record from her."

"Christian is a proud man, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Xie Jinhuan smiled warmly and said, "It doesn't matter. Sincerity makes a difference. As long as I have a chance to meet her and sincerely express my intention, she should agree."

……

Huo Ruxi was extremely proud, smiling from ear to ear all the way, and brought Shen Jingjue to the backstage with a large bouquet of flowers in hand.

Unexpectedly, at the other end of the corridor, Tang Qiaoer and Xie Jinhuan were walking side by side towards them.

The huge and empty corridor suddenly became narrow and narrow.

The atmosphere instantly became anxious.

Tang Qiaoer was secretly startled when she met Shen Jingjue's dark and blazing eyes unexpectedly, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned in frustration.

Xie Jinhuan was obviously surprised.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with his fingertips, and after a brief cold look in his eyes, he said shyly, "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, I didn't know he would be there before I brought you here.

I don't want the signature. Let's leave first. "

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Tang Qiaoer smiled nonchalantly and was not deterred by the appearance of someone, "There is no law in our country that requires you to take a detour when meeting your ex-husband, right?

And I also really hope that you can get the signature to fulfill Mrs. Xie’s little wish. "

Xie Jinhuan's black and white eyes widened, and he looked deeply at her, feeling greatly moved in his heart.

However, the expression on my ex-husband's face was filled with darkness.

The distance between them was not too far, and Tang Qiaoer's voice had always been as penetrating as water droplets piercing a stone, so he really heard what she said just now.

He endured the whole concert from beginning to end, until his internal organs were boiling on fire.

At this moment, hearing that she cared so much about Xie Jinhuan's mother, he couldn't bear it anymore. He eagerly wanted to get in front of Tang Qiaoer and ask her:

Where are you and Xie Jinhuan now?

But what does all this have to do with him? He had even thought about how he would be humiliated by her.

Divorced, they are divorced.

Why does his heart always control his body, his nerves, and his thoughts, making him want to walk towards her almost out of control...

Suddenly, the dressing room door opened.

"Second brother!"

The delicate and crisp baby sound like a lark hits the face, breaking the stalemate atmosphere.

Before Shen Jingjue could recover, he felt his eyes flash, and his tall body was immediately wrapped in this soft green mass.

Huo Zhaozhao hugged the man tightly like a sloth, and rubbed her pink and tender round face on his clothes coquettishly, "Second brother, did you come to see my performance specially? Do you want to give me a surprise? ?”

Shen Jingjue's face changed in shock, and he stood stiff all over. He kept looking at Tang Qiao'er with a sinking face out of the corner of his eye.

Huo Ruxi didn't notice anything wrong with his sister's behavior at all. In his eyes, his sister was just acting coquettishly and cute towards Shen Jingjue like she did when she was a child, which was perfectly normal.

But he forgot that this was not ten years ago.

Huo Zhaozhao is twenty-two years old this year and has grown into a slim young woman. She and Shen Jingjue are not biological siblings, so their current behavior is really inappropriate.

Especially, in front of Tang Qiaoer.

"Second brother, stick to your face~ stick to your face~!"

Huo Zhaozhao's slender arms tightened around Shen Jingjue's waist, and he raised his little face to ask him without shame. He was enthusiastic and unrestrained, not caring at all that there were outsiders present.

Or, just because there are outsiders, she becomes more unscrupulous. She wished that everyone in the world knew that she and Shen Jingjue had a close relationship that no one could envy.

However, Shen Jingjue was as stiff as a rock, unmoving and did not give Huo Zhaozhao any response.

From the moment Tang Qiaoer appeared in his sight, his eyes only stayed on her.

Huo Zhaozhao was sensitive and soon realized that Shen Jingjue's attention was not on her at all.

She followed the man's gaze and saw Tang Qiao'er standing not far away, as beautiful as a goddess descending into the world.

Unable to help but feel jealous, his eyes became dark.

The natural enemy of a beautiful woman is always a woman more beautiful than her.

"Zhaozhao, you have a second brother and you have forgotten your real brother?"

Huo Ruxi didn't see the situation clearly at all, she curled her lips and was still jealous of her sister, "Your brother, I also want to have sex, come and satisfy me!"

"Huh, there are so many warblers and swallows around you, you go hang out with them."

Huo Zhaozhao smiled and raised his hand to caress Shen Jingjue's cheek like a knife, "The eldest brother is oily. I still like the second brother. He is fresh and refreshing. He is totally my type~"

Shen Jingjue's eyebrows suddenly tightened and he turned away to avoid her hand, "Zhaozhao, you..."

At this moment, the man suddenly saw it.

Tang Qiaoer's beautiful black pearl-like eyes were silent, and she walked towards him with a graceful figure.

Shen Jing felt that he had suddenly lost his breath, and his heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to burst through his chest...