The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 208: Zeerleke Scolds His Disciple

It seems like he already knows it, but doesn't want to admit it.

...his five hundred black hairs!!!

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The Qi family is very lively today. Zhe Erleke woke up, Chu Bing came back, and Shen Lan and Shen Yi brought cakes to celebrate.

Of course, it’s mainly because Tongyu wants to eat it.

Shen Lan propped up his chin and looked at Tong Yu with a dazed look in his eyes.

Shen Yi was also infatuated, his peach blossom eyes were simple and pure.

Tong didn't understand either, but he could stare together.

Tong Yu was cutting a cake and frowned uncomfortably: "What are you doing?"

Shen Lan said: "Sister, please play the piano for your second brother again."

Shen Yi rested his chin on the pillow: "Play it for Third Brother."

Tong had also encountered a bottleneck in the past two days, and nodded quickly after hearing the words: "I want to listen too."

Tong Yu ate the cake and pouted, "What's so good about it? I haven't touched it for many years."

Her pursuit of music may have stopped here. It was a stagnation, and she was unwilling to pursue it.

There is a piano room upstairs, but she rarely goes there.

Tongyu thinks that being brief and diverse is good.

Zeerle Ke suddenly opened his eyes, stared at her and said, "Go."

"Ah?" Tongyu hasn't eaten enough cake yet.

Zelerke said, "Go ahead and play it. I want to hear the sound you create."

Tong Yu liked what he said and ate the cake in a hurry. "Take another bite. Oh no, the last three bites."

The piano room was bought by Qi Yue. It is spacious and bright, elegant and low-key, all to Tong Yu's liking.

The moonlight quietly sprinkled down, covering the room with flowing silver gauze.

Tong Yu sat in front of the piano, her slender fingertips dancing on the keys, and a quiet melody flowed in the room, clear and gentle, neither slow nor fast, but with a special kind of magic.

It’s late at night and this piece of music is quiet and soothing.

Shen Lan, Shen Yi and Tong also sat on the chairs, closing their eyes and immersing themselves in the comfortable feeling of returning home.

Only Ze'erleke was leaning against the door, his eyes casually scanning the people in the room.

The music stopped and Tong also clapped: "It sounds good. I will learn this after I finish learning guitar."

Tong Yu rubbed his head: "Okay, take your time."

Shen Lan was still savoring the taste, "I think the one at the banquet is better."

Shen Yi said: "There is no comparison between the two."

The evening is a sentimental time, and the quiet music obviously does not have as much energy as the cheerful music at noon, which is inevitable.

Tongyu flexed her fingers, "You can listen to Blanji, he plays the piano very well."

Shen Lan said disdainfully: "It's hard for you to listen to it. That guy is depressed every day. I will get depressed if I listen to it a few more times."

Tong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but when she thought about it, apart from her peers, the audience for negative energy music like Bulanji's was indeed very small.

Zeerleke said: "Go back to sleep."

Tong Yu chased after him: "Master, hey, you haven't praised me yet."

Zeerleke walked a little faster and glanced at her from the corner of his eye: "Praise you? A half-baked person is showing off?"

Tong Yu jumped up again and said with a pout, "I know most of the songs on the market, except for the ones from the past three years."

Zeerle Ke didn't even glance at her: "A backward bumpkin is even less worthy of praise."

Tong Yu made a bitter face, "Okay, I don't want your praise anymore."

She followed Zelerke back to the room like a follower.

Zherleke stopped and narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing? Do you still want to pull me?"

Tong Yu smiled awkwardly and put his hands together, "No, I just want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you, Master and Disciple."

Zheerleke nodded in agreement. He originally wanted her to cut to the chase, but he didn't expect her to turn around and run away.

"Master, Master, please wait for me. I'll bring the cake up and we can talk slowly."

"..."

Zeerleke's eyebrows twitched, he walked to the bed, lifted the pillow, and took out the yellow lucky bag.

It was small, with a faint scent of sandalwood, which he smelled when he just woke up.

Zeerleke curled up the lucky bag in his palm, sighed softly, and finally put it in the drawer.

Tongyu came quickly with a cake and a cup of milk tea.

Zherleke laughed and scolded: "You still have a conscience. You know to bring a cup for Master."

Tong Yu chuckled, pushed the milk tea in front of him, and asked, "You just woke up, are you okay?"

Zherleke didn't drink the milk tea and responded, "It's fine. No one in this world can hurt me."

Tong Yu bit the straw and pouted: "You're lying. You've been unconscious for four days."

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Zhe Erle Ke said, "I was careless. I won't do that next time."

Tong Yu bit the straw so hard that it was deformed. "Then, can you tell me why you were unconscious? When you came to me that day, I couldn't save you and felt really helpless. I..."

She wanted to continue her sentimental remarks, but Zelerke suddenly stood up and slammed the table:

"You little piece of shit, you have no brains! I taught you in the first class, and you can guess it. It's about creating an illusion. I'm trapped in a nightmare. Where did you get your books? Your brain is full of cake, right?"

Tong Yu was stunned by the scolding, and said: "Oh..."

He was walking in circles, gasping for breath, and pacing back and forth, gasping for breath.

Tong Yu hurriedly coaxed, smoothing her hair, "I know, now I know, then my beautiful, handsome, invincible, and super good master, can you teach me how to solve it?"

Zherle Ke glared at him, "No, you still want to cross the class, why don't you go to heaven."

Tong Yu crossed her fingers and quickly took the cake to offer, "It's delicious, sea salt cream + chocolate chiffon + crunchy butter + coconut milk jelly + crispy Bobo."

Zherleke looked at the deluxe cake and swallowed.

Tong Yu smiled: "Do you want to eat?"

Zheerleke: "Eat it."

The two of them were laughing and showing off, and half of their cups of milk tea were empty.

Seeing that the man had calmed down, Tong Yu asked cautiously, "Master, do you know Sawyer?"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Zherleke's face turned cold and he threw the cake fork to the ground.

"go out."

Tong Yu pursed her lips, "I saw him in the book..."

"I told you to get out!" With a 'bang', Milk Tea was thrown to the ground.

Tongyu pouted, but did not forget to take the cake away before leaving.

Such a delicious cake cannot be given to Lao Deng, the vicious disciple, for nothing.

bedroom

Tong Yu stuffed her mouth with cake, her mouth raised high: "I just asked about Sawyer, thinking that I would be prepared for the future, but he reacted so strongly and was even mean to me."

Qi Yue poured her a glass of water and said, "Maybe the time has not come yet. I don't want you to know too much."

Tong Yu said, "But I already know that Sawyer is his enemy. The book says that he ascended to become a god after his death, but his attitude clearly shows that he is not dead yet."

Qi Yue tapped her brow and said, "Don't be so superstitious. There is no such thing as ascension. Both Zeerleke and Sawyer are flesh and blood people."

Tong Yu turned into a wooden man, with her forehead pressed against his fingertips, motionless, and her mouth pouting.

Qi Yue smiled and took the person into his arms, "Okay, little wooden man, why don't you go to sleep?"

Tong Yu burped and lay lazily on him, "Then I'm just afraid that he will come back covered in blood, and then Sawyer will attack you."