Sweet Beloved Reborn

Family Shen’s banquet.

As a good friend of Shen Yinian, Song Qinghuan was invited to attend the banquet held by the Shen Family the day before she entered the crew.

Shen Yinian’s mother was Xu Ningzhou’s aunt. Because it was winter, the banquet was held in the room, so Song Qinghuan arrived ahead of other people who attended the banquet.

Many well-known and important people arrived in the evening. Shen Family had a number of musicians, but Mrs Xu, one of them, came from a great political and military family and gained a dominant position in the circle.

Compared to the gatherings of the business tycoons, Song Qinghuan thought that these art leaders were all talking about expertise. However, when she walked around with a glass of champagne, she found that she was wrong.

The expertise was just the beginning of other topics. And then, they would talk about subjects such as a certain band that had been invited to perform in a certain country, or won a certain musical prize, and a certain person who had given many concerts.

Song Qinghuan felt that she was still unable to integrate into the group. Therefore, Song Qinghuan came to a corner and ate quietly after Shen Yinian was forced to circulate.

Anyone she saw was a famous giant in the art world.

A few people might feel that Song Qinghuan was a little familiar to them, but they considered that she was not important, and it was not worth wasting the precious time tonight greeting her. It was obvious that the Song Qinghuan’s status in the entertainment circle was quite low, so she was unable to catch those giants’ eyes.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Song Qinghuan was not good at getting along with strangers, and she could not do something as rude as getting involved in other people’s conversation. Although other people clustered together were talking cheerfully, she was eating the cheese lobster on her platter quietly without a feeling of unease.

‘Cheese is very delicious, but it has quite a lot of calories. I will take exercise for more than an hour to burn them after eating.’

Taking a bite of tender lobster covered with cheese, Song Qinghuan felt quite contented.

When she was about to stick out her tongue to lick the cheese remained on her lip, a man raised his beautiful and slender hand with a napkin in it to gently wipe her mouth.

The man’s soft laughter came from above her head. The sound was quite low and attractive. The only person who could approach her silently was sure to be Xu Ningzhou.

Xu Ningzhou’s fingers were slender and fair, just like white jade. He was holding a platter in his other hand, with some cakes and seafood on it. After sitting down beside Song Qinghuan, he naturally put the food in front of her, “This is for you, dear.”

It was not the first time that Song Qinghuan had been attracted by Xu Ningzhou’s hand. She was a girl who liked beatiful hands.

Not every musician have a pair of beautiful hands. Looking at Xu Ningzhou’s fingers which obsessed her, Song Qinghuan sighed, “What a pity.”

It was a pity. Such a pair of pretty hands should be used to play the piano. Song Qinghuan swallowed and shook her head quickly. She did not dare to think about it.

“What pity?” Since he had made breakfast last time, Xu Ningzhou had noticed that something was wrong with Song Qinghuan. When he saw her staring at his fingers this time, Xu Ningzhou squinted his eyes and smiled craftily. He pressed his finger against the table and intentionally took out crab legs in the plate to remove the husk from them for Song Qinghuan.

He didn’t mind being affected by the fishy smell.

“Oh, nothing.” Song Qinghuan licked her mouth and could not help but look at Xu Ningzhou’s hands. She was a little thirsty. She picked up a glass of champagne and took a few sips to quench her thirst.

Xu Ningzhou paused, feeling depressed. Was he less charming than his own hands?

He handed the crab meat dipped in sauce to Song Qinghuan. She bit into it, “When did you come?”

Since she was sitting in the corner of the banquet hall, she was unable to notice the ante-room at all. Nor did she notice when he came.

“I have just arrived.” Xu Ningzhou took a bite of the rest of the crab meat, and then wiped his hands slowly with a wet towel which was put on the table.

“I’ll do it.” Song Qinghuan grinned. She picked up her wet towel, grabbed Xu Ningzhou’s hands with her slightly cold finger and began to wipe them.

She didn’t forget to flirt with him when she was wiping. Oh, there was a callus in his fingers.

“It feels good, right?” Song Qinghuan rarely showed any intimacy.

Although she was flirting with him, Xu Ningzhou was not angry, but instead leaned over to her and asked softly, “How do you feel?”

“Not bad.” Song Qinghuan was so absent-minded that she nodded her head. But when she came back to her senses, she stopped. She awkwardly withdrew her hand and waved at Xu Ningzhou, “Go to the bathroom and wash your hand. The fishy smell is too strong.”

Xu Ningzhou understood that Song Qinghuan was embarrassed. He stood up and reminded Song Qinghuan, “Don’t run around. Call me if you have trouble.”

“Go ahead.” Song Qinghuan waved her hand. She thought that it was Shen Yinian’s house. What trouble did she have?

“Wait…” Song Qinghuan raised her head and stared after Xu Ningzhou. Since it was a party for the giants in the music world, why did he come here?

It wasn’t a business gathering.

When Song Qinghuan was thinking about it, another sound of footsteps came towards her. She turned her head to look.

The orange light of the hall was warm. The man with a warm face who wore a business suit walked five steps away from Song Qinghuan. She was unable to recognize him.

He was a national piano master, Ning Yan.

Ning Yan’s status was very high in the art world. So he must have been the central figure in the banquet hall. How could he leave there to come to the restaurant?

“Mr Ning.” Song Qinghuan stood up and greeted him politely.

“Song.” Ning Yan said gently, “Long time no see.”

While Ning Yan asked whether anyone took the seat on the opposite side of her, Song Qinghuan smiled and said, “No, sit down please.”

As for Xu Ningzhou, he had just sat beside Song Qinghuan.

“Thank you.” Ning Yan sat down. Only at such a close distance did Song Qinghuan notice the dark circles under his eyes. He might have been too tired.

Song Qinghuan stood up and went to fetch a cup of honey tea. This kind of tea was cooked on the spot by a nutritionist. So when he saw that there was a cup of hot honey tea in front of him, Ning Yan gave a meaningful smile.

Holding the teacup, he looked at Song Qinghuan and was lost in thought. Song Qinghuan also noticed it. She had a strange feeling, but she dared not ask him since he didn’t say anything. She only thought that Ning Yan was annoyed at the noisy

crowds outside, so he came here to relax.

“Sorry, I’m a little impolite.” Ning Yan was just like a graceful scholar. After taking a sip of hot tea, he lowered his eye, and rubbed his cup slowly with his hands suitable to play the piano. He said gently, “You are like an old friend of mine.”