Since the unilateral declaration of pursuit, Xing Yan began his pursuit of people.
The first step is to wait for the little beauty to get off work.
If he used to say that he was acting pretentiously and pretending to meet by chance, now he is upright and bright, waiting downstairs in the theater every day.
And every time he appears, he is not low-key. Sometimes after a week, the car he drives is not the same, just like a male bird with a rich family in front of a female, trying to show off his beautiful feathers.
He naturally has his own purpose for doing this. First, his nature is hard to change. Although he wants to pretend to be a cultural person, he can always show his true appearance that he is rich and can do whatever he wants. Second, it was to frighten potential rivals and make them retreat in spite of difficulties - the little beauty is so good, there must be other men coveted by them. Since they are beyond their own power, he feels that he has an obligation to make those men sober.
He came once or twice, and the girls in the band would make fun of Jiang Rui. Although Jiang Rui was not close to them, he usually looked up and not lowered his head to see each other. On the bright side, it was always alright. Except for a few yin and yang peculiarities, most of them could be called peaceful.
When Xing Yan came again and again, the equipment was different every time, not to mention joking people, even those who said sour words were a little numb.
The day before the premiere, the orchestra rehearsed for the last time. After the rehearsal, someone proposed to gather for a meal, relax a little, and adjust the mentality for tomorrow's performance.
This proposal was quickly approved by most of the people. Although Jiang Rui wanted to go home peacefully and peacefully, she would not spoil the fun at such a time, so she agreed.
A group of people went downstairs and saw Xing Yan again without any accident.
During this time, he would appear downstairs every time he got off work, but Jiang Rui had never asked him to send her off, nor had he gone out to dinner with him.
Xing Yan did not have any dissatisfaction with this.
As I said before, the decision to pursue it was driven by his own wishful thinking, and he couldn't force the little beauty to agree immediately. The little beauty said that she should consider it carefully, so he would give others space to consider it carefully, just every day. I will still come to the band to stare at people, always waiting for an opportunity.
Seeing him, Jiang Rui hesitated for a moment before walking over.
"Today is fifteen minutes earlier than usual." Xing Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Rui nodded, "Today is the last day of rehearsal, everyone is going to dinner."
"Really." Xing Yan's face flashed a trace of loss, and then asked: "When will it end? I'll take you home."
"No, I'll take a taxi by myself, don't wait, go back,"
"I'm not at ease." Xing Yan looked at her and said, "It's not safe for a girl to drive alone at night. Even if I go back, I won't be at ease."
And she's a little beauty. He added in his mind.
Jiang Rui frowned.
Seeing her embarrassed look, Xing Yan knew that he must be racking his brains to figure out how to decline.
He added: "Miss Shen, don't feel embarrassed or unhappy, this is what I am willing to do."
"But-"
"Besides, there is also my selfishness in it. I hope to see Miss Shen more, please don't refuse." Xing Yan said with a bit of loneliness.
"You..." Jiang Rui pursed her lips, just at the moment when the band members called her, turned to look at them, and then looked back at Xing Yan.
Xing Yan immediately looked back eagerly, and even shamelessly pretended a bit of pity on his face.
Seeing this, Jiang Rui hesitated for a long time and had to say, "Then go back first, and I'll call you when it's over."
"Okay, have fun." Xing Yan's expression lit up, and he watched Little Beauty and her colleagues walk away, and then waited for the others to disappear, and the corners of her mouth twitched up to both sides, revealing a successful smile.
He found out that the little beauty was soft-hearted, she couldn't bear to refuse, and it was embarrassing. Therefore, it is still necessary to pretend to be pitiful and show some bitterness.
Throwing the car key high and catching it, someone hummed a song and went home for dinner in a happy mood.
Because there was a performance the next day, everyone didn't play too late, the show ended at eight or nine o'clock, and Xing Yan came to pick up Jiang Rui on time.
At the dinner table just now, the conductor of the orchestra clinked glasses with everyone. Jiang Rui drank a glass of wine. At this time, her face was a little red, and her eyes were a little watery. Her expression was not as cold as usual. Leaning his head against the door, there was an air of bullying from the inside out.
Xing Yan glanced at it, then glanced at it again, his eyes were burning, and his body was a little dry.
He felt a little hot, wanted to unbutton his shirt, reached his hand to the neckline, then remembered that he had changed out of his suit, and now he was wearing casual clothes with no buttons to unbutton, so he had to turn down the air conditioner.
The air outlet blew hard on him, until he shivered, and the anger on his body subsided, and then he remembered that the little beauty was still wearing a sleeveless dress, don't catch a cold, he parked the car on the side of the road again, Pick up the coat on the back of the chair and put it on the little beauty.
Jiang Rui lifted her eyes and glanced at him, then lowered her eyes again, "Thank you."
She seemed defenseless against him.
Is it to believe in his character, or to him...
No matter what kind of speculation, Xing Yan's heart was hot.
He looked at her drooping eyebrows, pink cheeks, cherry lips, no matter where it was, it was hard for him to look away.
The sweetheart is right in front of him, with a soft look, but as a man, it is impossible to have no thoughts at this time.
Xing Yan felt that he was a man, so he had a lot of reverie.
He wanted to hold her on his lap, rub her slender but soft body, stroke her cheek, kiss her lips, and do everything he could and couldn't do to her.
But even though he thought about it very much and was very greedy, he just helped her cover her clothes, took a few more glances, and then turned around and drove his car honestly.
When she was awake, he would still look for an opportunity to touch her cheek casually and eat some tofu with a cheeky face, but now she is in this state, but he doesn't look sideways and becomes a gentleman.
The black car quietly passed through the crowd of traffic, Jiang Rui changed her position in her seat, smelled the smell of another person's clothes, and slowly closed her eyes.
She knew that he was thick-skinned, that he was a rogue, that he had a rogue heart hidden under his polite and polite appearance, but just now, she knew that even if he was a rogue, he still had a bottom line.
In fact, Xing Yan, who exhausted all his willpower and worked hard to concentrate on driving at this time, also felt that he was very upright and very good.
When Jiang Rui arrived home, the old lady had not slept, and was wearing a pair of reading glasses to pick flowers under the lamp.
"Come back, I thought it was going to be quite late." Hearing the footsteps, the old lady looked up, then immediately looked up again and looked at her granddaughter's face, "Is this drinking?"
Jiang Rui nodded, except that her face was a little red, the whole person looked very awake at this time, and she was not as confused as in the car, "The commander gave a toast, and just had a drink."
Even so, the old lady still frowned and couldn't help but recite a few words in worry: "Next time you drink, don't take the car by yourself, call back and ask Lao Wang to pick it up. Don't always think it's okay, you haven't seen the current situation. News, how dangerous it is for a girl to go home alone after drinking, there are many bad people, so you have to be more guarded."
"Mr. Xing sent me back." Jiang Rui sat beside her and lowered her head to help.
"He went too?"
Jiang Rui shook her head, "No, it was me who picked me up later."
The old lady was thoughtful after hearing this. The descendant surnamed Xing is chasing after her granddaughter. She knows this, but the granddaughter has not expressed her position or mentioned anything, but now it seems that the two of them are progressing well
"Yinyin, does Mr. Xing like you?" the old lady asked tentatively.
Jiang Rui is classifying the flower seeds. The seed coats are intact and full, and the damaged and wrinkled ones are picked out. She has better eyes than the old lady, so her hands move very quickly.
Seeing her calmly saying such words, the old lady was a little dumbfounded. She wondered if there was a problem with her and the old man's education, otherwise, why wouldn't her granddaughter be as shy as other girls
"Then what do you think?" she asked again.
Jiang Rui paused, looked up at the old lady, and said, "Grandma, I think he's fine."
Jiang Rui really thinks Xing Yan is good, but she still can't immediately agree to associate with him, because in Xing Yan's heart, it seems that she always thinks that it is normal for her to reject him.
In that case, let him "chasing" for a while.
The old lady nodded, and according to her granddaughter's temperament, saying such words showed that she had recognized this person. She saw that the young man surnamed Xing was also good. Although the old man was a little dissatisfied, his opinion was not important, as long as the good granddaughter liked it.
Xing Yan had said before that when the orchestra premiered, he was going to join in the fun. The next night, he saw him in the front row of the Grand Theater.
Jiang Rui was the number one violinist in the orchestra. Although she was not the principal, she was ranked higher. With Xing Yan's eyesight, she could even clearly see the expression on her face.
She hugged Qin, her chest and abdomen were raised, her whole body was slender and tall, but her eyelashes were drooping, revealing a bit of reserved indifference.
At this time, she looked so amazing and so unattainable.
Xing Yan saw his chest burning hot.
She is so good, so cold, and she is the flower of high mountains in the eyes of outsiders. Only he knows that under her cold exterior, her soft, embarrassed, and cute looks belong to him alone.
She can only be his.