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Chapter 167

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Elgar, "Tribute to Love".

The gentle and moving sound of the violin sounded, it was Fang Jiping's solo part. This was the last day of practice, followed by the formal performance at the banquet.

Fang Ruchang listened to Fang Jiping's performance with satisfaction — He knew better than anyone else how hard his son worked on the violin these years.

After the end of the song, a soft clap sounded suddenly. Fang Ruchang looked towards the source of the sound and saw a man who was about the same age as him coming towards him with a smile.

At this moment, Fang Jiping put down his musical instrument and walked to the two of them. He nodded to Fang Ruchang, looking at the other man, saying in a slightly restrained manner, "Uncle, you're here too."

"Relax." The man smiled, "Grandma Zhang also invited your grandfather to her birthday banquet. But he's still abroad and can't come back, so I'll attend on his behalf. I've seen the program list of the banquet and know you'll be there, so I come to watch your rehearsal. "

Fang Ruchang suddenly asked, "Is dad still abroad? How's his health recently? "

The man's surname was Wu, his name was Wu Qiubin, his family was in the shipping business. Hearing Fang Ruchang's question, he said coldly, "He's fine recently, just a little problem."

"Pay more attention to rest." Fang Ruchang said with a smile, "Oh, I met an old Chinese medicine doctor some time ago, I want to introduce him to dad …"

"Let's talk about it later." Wu Qiubin answered casually, grabbing Fang Jiping's hand, smiling, "Come on, let's have a chat. I haven't seen you for almost a year, how are you?"

There were not only Fang Jiping and Fang Ruchang in the orchestra, but seeing such a scene … the other members didn't say much, even pretending they didn't see it.

Conductor Fang was born in a poor family, he seemed to fall in love with the daughter of the Wu family when he was young, so the Wu family didn't allow it. Thus, the young conductor eloped with the young lady. It was said that after a few years, the daughter of the Wu family passed away due to illness, leaving Fang Ruchang and Fang Jiping.

Perhaps because of guilt, the Wu Family accepted Fang Ruchang again … Of course, people with discerning eyes could see that they only accepted the posthumous child of Miss Wu.

Later, with the secret support of the Wu Family, Fang Ruchang got many opportunities and was now a well-known conductor.

It should be said that it was an example of a father relying on his son's status.

Beside him, Wu Qiubin patted Fang Jiping's hand and said softly, "How have you been recently?"

Fang Jiping glanced at Fang Ruchang and then looked at Wu Qiubin, saying cautiously, "Everything is fine."

Wu Qiubin suddenly said, "Don't mind your father. You are our Wu family's child. I heard that you're going to participate in a competition overseas, right? "

"Yes, we are preparing for it now." Fang Jiping said softly.

"Your grandfather's mouth is hard, but his heart is soft." Wu Qiubin said amiably, "Work hard in this competition and get a good ranking. That way, you can shut some people's mouths. Don't worry, you are my sister's only son. I won't let you suffer. "

Fang Jiping suddenly didn't dare to look into Wu Qiubin's eyes, so he pretended to nod, "I know."

Wu Qiubin smiled and looked at Fang Jiping's eyes, saying kindly, "Your eyes are so similar to your mother's."

Fang Jiping couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking inwardly, "This is probably the reason why his father Fang Ruchang is willing to buy me back."





When they went home in the evening, Fang Ruchang who sat on the co-pilot seat suddenly asked, "Today, what did your uncle say to you?"

Fang Jiping didn't look at Fang Ruchang, holding the steering wheel carefully, just like how he held his life carefully. He said softly, "Nothing, he just chatted with me about daily life."

"Didn't he mention me?" Fang Ruchang also looked out of the window at this moment, but asked closely.

"No." Fang Jiping shook his head.

The two kept silent for a long time. When they were about to return to the high-end community, Fang Ruchang looked at the community lights in front of the windshield, saying indifferently, "Look at this place, these are what a successful person should have."

He looked at Fang Jiping, "These things are hard to come by, you should cherish them."

Fang Jiping nodded, and didn't continue … The lights in the community ahead were far less gorgeous than those in the city, but they were what many people desired.

When they were about to return to the duplex villa, the slowly moving car suddenly stopped.

Fang Ruchang gave a start, "What's wrong?"

Fang Jiping was also confused, "I don't know, the engine suddenly stopped, I'll get off the car to check."

Fang Jiping hurriedly got off the car, opening the hood of the car. Suddenly a burst of thick smoke came out. Fang Jiping who was choked by the smoke coughed twice uncomfortably.

He brushed the smoke in front of him, turning his head to breathe in the fresh air, but at this moment he saw a figure not far away.

Fang Jiping gave a start, staring at the figure who left hurriedly. He wanted to say something … but couldn't.

Fang Ruchang stuck his head out of the window, looking at Fang Jiping, "What did you see?"

"No … nothing, it should be a worker in the community." Fang Jiping mumbled, saying hurriedly, "It's strange, this car was just bought last month, but it broke down so quickly. The quality of things nowadays is really problematic."

"Really …" Fang Ruchang opened the door and walked out, "It's just a few steps away. Leave the car here, call the property management and let them deal with it. "



Before the security guard arrived, a person came to the broken down car.

Luoqiu reached out and patted on the headlight of this car, murmuring, "I'm sorry, I made you take the blame of poor quality."

But it was a Japanese car … he could take the blame no matter how many times.

Luoqiu glanced at the house not far away that had been lit up, and the figure gazing silently under the shadow of the tree outside the house, muttering to himself, "Let's call it a day."

He stepped back slowly, his figure gradually disappearing in the shadow.

When Luoqiu returned to the club, looking at the time, it was already past dinner time. Miss Servant Girl, whose eyes were as quiet as a statue, suddenly stood up spiritually.

"Master, do you want to eat?"

Luoqiu asked, "Is dinner ready?"

"It just needs to be warmed up." Miss Servant Girl said with pity, "I picked some wild fern outside today, but it's probably not edible now."

It was a lie to say that it was not edible, but You Ye had a very high requirement for the food she prepared for her master, even a little bit of stale food would be disliked.

Luoqiu looked at the time, smiling, "It's OK, you can pack it up, I'll heat it up and eat it at home. Since I picked it up outside, it's a waste to throw it away. "





"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet … I'm starving, I'm planning to buy something outside."

Downstairs, Luoqiu called Ren Ziling — because he didn't see the lights in his home downstairs.

"No need, I've got something to eat, you can come back."

"I love you so much! Baby! "Subeditor Ren's roaring voice came," Now! Ren Ziling is sprinting towards her warm home at a speed of 130 km/h! Hello … Don't hang up!! F * ck!! "

Boss Luo silently felt pity for Uncle Ma who had to deal with many speeding tickets for this woman this month. He smiled casually and put away the phone.

At this time, he suddenly saw a woman sitting on a travel suitcase on the roadside downstairs.

A foreign woman … probably in her early thirties?

Luoqiu couldn't see her appearance clearly, but this foreign woman had taken off her shoes and was rubbing her heels.

The foreign woman suddenly raised her head, seemingly because she saw someone passing by. She said in not very fluent Mandarin, "Sir, I just moved here today and accidentally sprained my ankle, can you help me up?"

Luoqiu looked at the building the foreign woman pointed at … Well, it was actually the same building.

"… Which floor?"

"The 12th floor."

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