Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Soon, Su Ziya called Su Zimu.

"Sister, I'm going to have an audition this afternoon. It's a big production with a lot of stars." Su Ziya chattered happily on the phone.

"Well, congratulations. Make good use of the opportunity." Su Zimu said, but his heart started beating fast when he thought of what Jiang Huaizhou said.

If she wasn't chosen, she would be heartbroken.

"Sister, I have something else to say." Su Ziya didn't say anything else.

"what's up?"

"Can I let my mother live with you? I think after I start working, she can't always stay in a hotel. What if she is seen by fans..."

Su Zimu was silent for a while. It was indeed not a good idea to stay in a hotel all the time. "Then let your aunt stay there."

"Sister, will it be inconvenient for you?"

"No, I happen to be on a business trip recently and won't be back for the time being."

"Sister, thank you."

"We are all family, so you're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Su Zimu stared out the window in a daze. The weather was already very cold, but it hadn't snowed yet.

"What are you thinking about?"

A pair of hands gently embraced her from behind, and his chin rested on her shoulder.

"I was wondering if Jiang Yi was okay going home?"

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to take care of her."

"Ah."

"Why did you get out of bed? Be careful with your wound." She turned to look at him.

"Can you finally see me?" He held her tighter and rested his head on her collarbone. "I missed you when I saw you hadn't come back for a long time."

"I'm just answering a phone call next door." Su Zimu felt amused. Why did he suddenly become as clingy as a child?

"I don't want you to leave my sight." He bent his head and kissed her lips, his eyes filled with bottomless pools.

Su Zimu frowned and smiled: "Jiang Huaizhou, I think you have been acting strange recently. Did something happen in the United States? Or is it because of a head injury?"

Jiang Huaizhou was slightly startled.

"I was joking." Su Zimu saw that he looked unhappy and hurriedly explained, "How could our Huaizhou baby hurt his head? We are very smart."

After she finished speaking, she held his head and kissed him heavily on the forehead, "Mm, full of the light of wisdom. Wow, a kiss like that makes me feel smarter too."

Watching her exaggerated performance, Jiang Huaizhou's expression finally eased a lot.

"Lie on the bed and don't let the wound split, otherwise the doctor will scold me again." Su Zimu helped him back to bed.

The two of them stared at each other, and Su Zimu felt a little embarrassed.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you a show." Su Zimu said as he jumped out.

After a while, she appeared with a violin in her hand.

"You never thought I could play such an elegant instrument?"

She tested the sound and said, "Well, it's a good piano. I don't know why it was left in the greenhouse. What a pity."

"Did you get it in the greenhouse?"

"Yeah." She noticed that his face had become much gloomier, but she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Would you like me to play a piece for you? I learned it for a few years when I was a child, but I haven't played it for a long time. Would you mind listening to it? Sorry for the poor performance." Su Zimu said as he was about to begin.

"No need." Jiang Huaizhou interrupted her coldly.

"Don't worry, even though I haven't pooped in years, it won't kill you."

"I said no need!" He suddenly raised his voice.

Su Zimu's body froze there, and she looked up at him. "If you don't want to listen, then don't. Why are you so angry?" she muttered softly.

"You go out." He suddenly softened, "I want to rest."

"I know." She didn't know what was wrong with him. He was always sticking to her, but now he wanted to drive her away.

It seems that it's not only women who are fickle, men are too.

At least he is Jiang Huaizhou.

When she walked out dejectedly with her violin in her hand, she happened to meet an older maid, who looked at her strangely, or more precisely, at the violin in her hand.

Su Zimu looked down at the zither in his hand, then looked at the maid, "Auntie, is there something wrong?"

“……” The maid opened her mouth and closed it again, as if she was about to say something.

"Is there any problem?" Su Zimu was totally confused.

"Ma'am, may I ask if you got this violin from the greenhouse next door?"

"Yeah, I think it's been put there, so it should have no owner, right?"

The maid looked embarrassed and said, "Madam, please put it back quickly. The young master doesn't like others touching this piano."

Su Zimu looked at the zither carefully. There was an S mark on the zither. "Who is the owner of this zither?"

When the maid heard her question, she hurriedly made an excuse that she had something else to do and quickly walked away.

S?

violin?

A light bulb suddenly lit up in her mind. If she remembered correctly, she should have seen a violin with an S mark somewhere.

But where? She couldn't remember at all.

Since he doesn't want anyone else to touch the piano, it must be very precious to him, or the owner of the piano must be very important to him.

But if it was so important to him, why would he just leave it in the greenhouse?

Without giving it any more thought, she wiped the piano and put it back where it belonged.

Jiang Huaizhou didn't bother her the whole afternoon, and she was happy to be free. She concentrated on reading and preparing for her exam. But she felt a little uneasy in her heart, wondering if he was still angry with her for touching the piano.

Until dinner time, he still didn't ask to see her.

There were only Su Zimu and Leng Mengmeng at the dinner table.

Leng Mengmeng saw that she seemed to be worried, so she said, "What's wrong? Your baby doesn't let you feed him, are you not used to it?"

Su Zimu: "??? What baby?"

Realizing that she was talking about Jiang Huaizhou, Su Zimu pouted, "I'm not his mother."

"So what's bothering you? Tell me and I'll be happy."

Su Zimu sighed and recounted what happened in the morning.

Leng Mengmeng slapped her thigh after hearing this, "It's been so long, and he still hasn't gotten over it? The person has been dead for so many years, and he already has you, why is he still pretending to be affectionate? I really can't stand him!"

Su Zimu was confused. "Who are you talking about? Who died? The owner of the violin?"

Leng Mengmeng realized that she had said something wrong and covered her mouth. "Logically speaking, he didn't tell you, so it's naturally inappropriate for me to say this."

"Since it's inappropriate, then don't say it." Su Zimu lowered his head and picked up a vegetable.

Leng Mengmeng: “…”

"No, aren't you curious?" She didn't expect Su Zimu to stop asking. She felt like a cat was scratching her heart.

"But you said it's inappropriate, so I can't force you." Su Zimu's mouth curled up slightly.

"Su Zimu, you are really cunning. You are not the little white rabbit that Jiang Huaizhou said. You are a cunning fox." Leng Mengmeng simply put down the bowl and chopsticks, "You obviously want to know."

"I do not have."

"You obviously are. How did you say that?" Leng Mengmeng rolled her eyes, "Playing hard to get, yes, you are playing hard to get."