Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 110 Intoxicated VS Suffering
Du Yue sat in the living room, drinking Pu'er and watching TV.

After Du Yuming hung up Mu Xishen's phone call, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Before entering the door, he carefully looked at the old man's expression, seeing his expression of enjoyment, especially the expression of taking a deep breath and savoring the tea cup, he knew Today's gift is right for the old man.

Du Yue doesn't have any other special hobbies. It seems that in Du Yuming's eyes, his old man's taste is too ordinary and he has a lot of money. No matter what, he should like some elegant things, such as playing golf in his spare time and raising a sweaty BMW. But he doesn't, he just likes to drink tea, and, and - play the erhu!

Du Yuming walked over with an antique erhu specially made by the master, and when the old man recovered from the scent of tea and opened his eyes, he offered the erhu hidden behind him.

The old man raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth pulled away.

"Dad, since you like it, don't pretend you don't like it..."

Du Yuming sat on the side carelessly, pulled the strings and fiddled twice, the sound was extremely unpleasant, even worse than a crow's cry.

Seeing that the old man was still standing still, he fiddled with it more chaotically, and when the hoarse and noisy sounds came out, the old man's face became even more ugly.

The uglier Du Yue's face was, the more proud Du Yuming was.Then fiddled with his fingers, there was another burst of extremely lethal noise, Rao Du Yue had a stern face, with a cramp expression already on his face.

It's fine if it's someone who doesn't understand the rhythm, but Du Yue is a master, listening to this noise is not just a torment.

Du Yuming was very proud, crossed his legs, fiddled with his fingers, and his expression was very intoxicated.

As intoxicated as he is, Mr. Du suffers as much.

"Sigh, an elegant person like me can control such a vulgar thing. Isn't it very simple? What's more, after practicing the piano for 30 to 3 years, I reached the state of perfection in just two or three minutes... "

Du Yuming babbled with pride on his face, and before he finished, the old man Du, who had long been unable to suppress his anger, snatched the erhu away, and yelled at him: "Don't tell others that you are my son, I think it's embarrassing! This piano is pure waste in your hands! Do you understand waste, waste and trample are called waste!"

After Mr. Du gave him a series of supercilious glances, he unconsciously adjusted the bow and chords with both hands. After adjusting his sitting posture, he tried the tone.

The melodious and moving sound overflowed from under the bow, and the old man raised his eyebrows, as if he was in an uncontrollable surprise as if he had discovered a treasure. The whole body exudes a seductive charm, of course, only those who know the piano can appreciate it.

He has a good eye, and he knows it is a good thing when he sees it.

"Is this piano made by XX?" Du Yue swallowed, and asked fondly, stroking the piano.

Du Yuming locked the old man's expression changes in his eyes, smiled without saying a word, but nodded.

"Really? Did XX really do it?"

The eyeballs of Mr. Du's surprise almost fell out.

XX is a celebrity, and not an ordinary celebrity. This person has an aloof personality. Let alone a rich person, even if the head of state is here, he may not take a look at him.

Therefore, people in the industry can't ask for more pianos from him. He can spend a few years making only one piano, and when it is finished, it will be collected. Many people come to the door but they always get rejected. go.

If anyone was lucky enough to beg for the qin, the people behind would have to sigh for a while, and wait for the next qin, I don't know how many years it will take...Du Yue is the one who has been waiting in the back.

He once wanted to spend a lot of money to buy one, but XX directly kicked him out. This became the most embarrassing thing in Du Yue's life history, but few people know about it.

Since then, he has consciously stopped asking for it, because XX has a good memory, and if it is for other reasons, it is fine, if he wants to exchange gold and silver for the piano, he will kill him without mercy, so he just hit the taboo.

This happened ten years ago. Du Yue didn't want to mention it for a long time, but it was a bruise in his heart, and it became a great regret that he avoided talking about... So when he saw this piano today, his jaw dropped in surprise. It's all going to fall.

Precious, so precious.

"Old man, do you like it?" Du Yuming asked intentionally.

"I like it, I like it, hehehe..." The laughter changed, and the old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Am I your own son?" Du Yuming also asked.

"Nonsense, only my own son can do this, he can help your dad and I get what I want!"

Mr. Du gave him an arrogant look, obviously forgetting who almost treated his son as a stranger just now.

"Have you seen enough?" Du Yuming stretched out his hand to take the piano. Du Yue didn't know that he was going to take the piano away. When the piano was separated from his arms by a few inches, he suddenly realized his son's motives, and hurriedly grabbed it tightly: " What are you doing? Don't touch my piano!"

Du Yuming was not polite at all: "Come back when you've seen enough, dear dad, you like it, and I like it too. I didn't say I'd give it to you. I begged for it so hard..."

He pulls, the old man pulls, he pulls again, the old man is still pulling.

He tugged recklessly, but it made the old man feel bad, and then he pushed him away, stood up holding the piano, and raised the bow to hit someone: "Bastard son, are you deliberately teasing me? "

Yes, I deliberately scolded you!Du Yuming hid a smile in his heart, but with a bitter and innocent face: "Old man, I can only say that you are ungrateful for profit. I never said I would give it to you, but you just want to take it for yourself."

"My ten thousand family wealth is yours. You are not willing to give me a piano. Are you still my own son?" Mr. Du was really angry, and roared with his eyes wide open.

Everyone has a weakness, the erhu is the old man's weakness.

Du Yuming didn't intend to just admit defeat. He took a step forward, bowed his head respectfully and said to the old man.

"Father, dear father, although I know it's a bit rebellious to do so, but this piano is someone else's, I just think you like it, I brought it here for you to appreciate, if you just hold on to it and don't let it go, your son If it spreads out in the future, it will be like a wild goose plucking its hair, so how will I behave in the future?"

The son's words do make sense.

But the old man was holding the piano, looking at it, looking at it, stroking the body of the piano with his fingers, it was hard to let go.

"Tell me, who is that friend of yours? Do I know him? Can I accommodate him?"

Du Yue also tried to get a piano from others before, but no matter whether he wasted money or money, others couldn't get it. It was the same problem as XX.

In fact, he also understood that if he had such a piano, if others bought it for money, he would definitely not sell it.

Du Yuming saw that the heat had come, so he leaned forward and said a person's name with a smile.

Du Yue's temples twitched, he was startled at first, and after a while, a smile covered his entire face.

"Let me just say, I saw the right person, she is indeed my daughter-in-law! Look, what kind of Qin Yue of you... Can you have her taste and beg for such a good piano for me?"

Du Yue's brows were beaming with joy, and he was full of praise for Lin Qing.

Du Yuming was in a cold sweat, blaming Mu Xishen for such a bad idea... He said that as long as this strategy works, it will not only solve his marriage with Lin Qing, but also bring him and Qin Yue forward. A big step.

In other words, Qin and Lin Qing are simply fabricated stories.

But judging by the old man's expression, his liking for Lin Qing is as good as this piano... With this posture, can he still tolerate Qin Yue?
Du Yuming didn't dare to say it, so he could only hold back in his heart, and continued to say good things about Lin Qing: "Old man, the Pu'er you drank just now was also sent by Lin Qing. She personally honored you..."

Du Yue picked up the teacup and took a sip happily, with a memorable expression: "Let me just say, seeing how filial my daughter-in-law is, she knows that I like her before she even enters the door. Such a daughter-in-law, you can't be wrong." !"

Du Yuming felt a chill.

It's obviously the daughter-in-law of the Mu family, so he's not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue when he swears at his own daughter-in-law.

"Father, I have to tell you a very good news..." Du Yuming straightened his face, and followed the plot with Mu Xishen, step by step, and he spoke seriously.

"Say!" Mr. Du focused all his attention on the piano: "Could it be that this piano belongs to me?"

Du Yuming wanted to continue to the next step, but seeing the greedy expression of the old man, he had to solve the problem of the piano first. He turned the body of the piano over and pointed to the small characters engraved on it.

After Du Yue clearly saw his own name on it, he exclaimed like a child: "Du Yue, it is Du Yue engraved on it! This is originally for me, right? You are deliberately teasing me, right? "

Du Yuming nodded impatiently with a straight face.

"This is what Lin Qing gave you. I just made you happy just now." Du Yuming paused, and continued: "However, Lin Qing is asking for something, otherwise, he wouldn't have given such a large portion. A heavy gift to you..."

"Let me just say, how could my daughter-in-law fool me, she really gave it to me, hehehe, don't say one thing, I will agree to ten things!" Mr. Du was far from knowing what was waiting for him below, and spoke insincerely. Said.

Du Yuming sighed deeply, and whispered to him mysteriously: "Father, I heard that Lin Qing is going to be expelled from the Mu family, so now you come here to win the marriage, this is a great opportunity!"

Du Yue's expression froze, and his face suddenly turned a little cold.

"Zuo? How to win?" He was amazed by the change in his son at the moment, and suddenly there was an ominous feeling in his heart, and he put the erhu aside: "Don't tell me, I fell in love with Lin Qing suddenly, and then told my father to go out and take his daughter-in-law Got it back."

Du Yuming put his hands into his trouser pockets and walked around the living room a few times, as if he had been thinking about something.

Du Yue looked at him and kept turning around.

(End of this chapter)