Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Because of his presence, Fang Jiayin's performance required the cooperation of theater leaders and staff to be extremely efficient.

He sat in the first row and came to the scene with several well-known foreign violinists.

On the stage, Fang Jiayin dragged the floor in a big red dress, and the light projected straight from her, covering her. She closed her eyes and was intoxicated in the works she played.

The audience was also intoxicated.

Throughout the concert hall, there was only her wonderful violin sound.

‘Asheng, have I made any improvements since last time? ’

'Yes. ’

‘Asheng, do I listen well? ’

‘Good. ’

Looking back now, he never seemed to have listened to her violin seriously.

He just heard that Aiwu wants to be black, so if she likes it, he should also be interested.

At that time, listening to her playing the violin and now he was accompanied by Wen Xuxu to watch the boring and childish bubble drama, it was also something he was not interested in, but the mood to be with them was completely different.

If the interest shown in her hobbies is an illusion, then what about her ... love?

They developed such a close relationship, her confession made him fascinated, and they exchanged each other for the first time.

How can these be explained?

His love for Wen Xuxu has reached the level that she must, and Fang Jiayin's past should not be tangled.

But he couldn't let go of him and her that night.

Is this the unforgettable first magic?

"thank you all."

After the performance, Fang Jiayin owed slightly to the audience.

The headlights on the stage suddenly turned on, and the entire concert hall was much brighter.

Yan Rusheng gathered his thoughts and glanced at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, and he quickly pulled out his mobile phone.

Looking at the clean screen, a touch of disappointment passed through his heart.

This stupid woman, he hasn't passed by now, and didn't know to call him, blame Wen Xuxu in his heart, holding a mobile phone in his hand and quickly editing a text message and sent it.

‘Sister-in-law, it ’s so late, you go home first. ’

"I just learned that the host of the event invited the children from the elementary school that I supported the other day, and I was very happy and excited to hear the news."

Fang Jiayin's excited voice came from the stage.

Yan Rusheng looked up, and a group of plainly dressed children slowly walked from the backstage to the stage under the leadership of a woman who was also plainly dressed.

With one glance, he could clearly see that there were twelve children, of different ages, with the same dark skin, and a pair of bright black eyes timidly looked at the audience.

Looking very distressing.

Seeing Fang Jiayin, the children happily gathered up one by one.

"Mr. Fang."

Fang Jiayin also crouched, embracing them with open arms.

Seeing that scene, Yan Rusheng couldn't help but raise his mouth, because he thought of life, and she did the same to those children in the orphanage.

Even she felt more sincere to him, not to say that Fang Jiayin was not sincere, but to show that those children gave him a motherly love to Fang Jiayin.

Thinking of Wen Xuxu, he glanced down at the phone screen, and Xu Xu did not reply to him.

It must be crazy playing with the dirty little thing outside, he couldn't sit still.

The children on the stage sang a song of "Grateful Heart" to Fang Jiayin in unison.

Fang Jiayin's eyes were moist.

The concert ended. Yan Rusheng planned to say hello to Fang Jiayin when he was backstage.