Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

"A kingdom that completely belongs to me and built by myself. I can find my own position and value. No one wants to be a useless person?"

Mo Liuyuan raised the hair next to her ear: "My wife is so capable. How can she be useless?"

"You promised me, didn't you?"

"Thinking about it." His eyes suddenly fell on her arm, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, "What's going on?!"

"Accidentally scratched by a piece of glass... It's okay, it's just a skin trauma."[

"Come with me!"

Drive to the clinic closest to the beach——

After they left, in the villa by the beach, the curtains of the dark room were lifted by a corner.

A figure plays in front of a grand piano in the dark.

Until the end of the song, he pressed the recording stop button...

At first, I heard the beautiful sound of the tide, the quiet night, the sound of the water.If you close your eyes and feel the sound, you can imagine a boundless and beautiful sea.

Then, a woman's voice:

"Sikong Zeye, from today onwards, I will forget about you..."

"Clatter, patter—" the sound of the waves.

"Sikong Zeye, starting today, I really don't love you anymore..."

The sour voice rang out in the tide.

It seems to be able to see the sad and mournful back of a woman on the waves and rocks under the lonely starlight.

The next sentence came out, bringing with it the grief that would make anyone cry when they heard it, it was a sound from the soul, rushing to the bottom of the heart, so no one would be on guard against it——

【Sikong Sawano, I'm going to live my life, I wish you happiness——】

Only the sad crash of the breaking waves answered it.

Immediately afterwards, the unnamed piece he had just played began to play behind the tape recorder.

The theme of the melody and the sound fit the purpose so well, as if they were tailor-made.

The man pondered for a moment, rewinded the tape, and played it back to Bai Yunshang's shouted voice.

More endless melodies surged in his mind. He tried playing a section on the piano, immediately turned on the light, rushed to the desk in a few steps, swept away all the messy books, and made changes to a certain melody of the score... …[

Write hard.

Messy notes dance frantically across the paper.

I even scratched the paper with excitement——

When the last note was written, the pen paused slightly in mid-air, and its name was given on the header of the paper:

【MY*LIFE】(My life)

The man reinterpreted the revised song, combined the sound of the sea tide and Bai Yunshang's shouting, and carved it into a CD.

In the quiet room, a sad melody sounded, and now it has a soul...

The man leaned back on the chair, took off his glasses and wiped them, with a relaxed but satisfied smile:

"It's bound to be famous."

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clinic.

The arm was only a skin trauma, and it was easily treated with timely disinfection and hemostasis, and gauze was applied.

However, in order to prevent infection, anti-inflammatory injections must be given.

Mo Liuyuan accompanied Bai Yunshang, and received calls from the kid at home several times on the way.

"When will Daddy come home? Fufu misses you so much... Why does Mommy need an injection? Is Mommy sick again?"

Mofufu's voice came sharply from the phone: "Mommy, Fufu is feeding you porridge again tonight? Mommy, Mommy—"

Mo Liuyuan handed over the phone, and Bai Yunshang wanted to pick it up, but he had already put the phone next to her ear, signaling her not to move around, so as not to shake the medicine bottle.