Chapter 237

Joanne curved her lips and smiled, "it's all right. I just ask if you're tired?"

Are you tired of acting.

Today, the sky is clear, the ginkgo leaves on the street have fallen, and the bright sunlight falls directly on Joan's face. She is slightly sideways, and her shallow appearance is particularly exciting.

Huo Chengzhou looked at her beautiful little face and felt warm: "I'm not tired. Thank you for your wife's concern."

Joanne: "

ha-ha.

……

Huo Chengzhou didn't stop on the bus. His eyes lit up when he passed a home store: "wife, let's go to the home store after lunch. I think our pillows are a little hard. You always turn over when you sleep at night..."

"Can't you turn over because the bed is too hard?" Joanne replied casually.

"Then we'll just change the mattress." Huo Chengzhou took out his mobile phone: "I'll check the brand on the Internet first."

Joanne: "... Well, it's hard."

It's really hard to rack your brains for acting.

"Not hard." Huo Chengzhou's smile was particularly gentle: "as long as you can have a good sleep, how hard I work is worth it."

Joan wanted to say almost, but Huo Chengzhou seemed to enjoy it. He wanted Ling Yi to completely stop thinking about Joan.

After all, Joan only cares about the marriage agreement now, which doesn't mean anything special to him. Besides, Ling Yi's conditions are good.

In this way, Huo Chengzhou talked endlessly all the way. Even if it was less than half an hour's drive, Ling Yi's face was still ugly to the naked eye when she got off the bus.

Huo Chengzhou won't care about Ling Yi's mood. After all, what he wants is such a result.

The three entered the auction house. There were many pianos in the huge hall. They were shiny and elegant, and they could be seen to be invaluable.

Ling Yi seems to have found the home court, generally communicating with Joan about the specific details of the new piano, the awkward parameters, the lengthy brand, and even the materials of the keys and piano seem to be handy.

Qiao an spoke to Ling Yi while identifying. This time, it was Huo Chengzhou's turn to be silent.

He followed with a calm face. After all, the wheelchair was not as flexible as his feet, not to mention in the auction house with many steps.

Finally, he could only choose a seat to sit down and look down at Joan's serious tuning.

Fortunately, Ling Yi is also a measured person. There are sections and degrees between contacts, which makes Huo Chengzhou put aside his concern for the time being.

When the last piano was tuned, a waitress took Joan to the bathroom, and Ling Yi came to Huo Chengzhou with a cup of coffee.

When the coffee cup was handed over, Ling Yi's voice was as gentle as ever: "Huo Shao, drink coffee."

"Thank you." Huo Chengzhou humbly picked up his coffee and drank two mouthfuls: "yes, it seems to be the same brand as the coffee in qinshe."

Ling Yi took advantage of the situation and sat on the chair next to Huo Chengzhou. He said in a low voice: "the coffee beans were purchased by Ling's piano company. Joan was used to this taste when she worked in the piano company four years ago."

Huo Chengzhou's eyes sank: "HMM."

Ling Yi naturally noticed the mood between Huo Chengzhou's eyebrows and eyes, smiled and said, "in fact, Mr. Huo doesn't need to show me how much you love Joan, as long as you are really good to her."

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyes and looked at him. There was a deep feeling at the bottom of his eyes: "what do you want to say?"

"I heard from Grandpa that you gave two songs to Mu Lao in the lounge of Mu Lao's birthday banquet that day, but have you ever thought it's unfair to Joan?"

"What do you say?" Huo Chengzhou didn't understand him.