Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

After exchanging greetings, people on both sides separated, Mu Zi accompanied Jiang Zhinuan upstairs to pick up the piano, and Gu Yan accompanied Ning Yuewei to continue picking the piano on the first floor.

This piano store is a century-old brand. It not only sells pianos, but also provides maintenance and repair services. The famous piano maker in the store only makes five pianos a year, and each piano can be sold for a high price of more than 100,000. If it is auctioned, The price is more expensive.

The clerk brought them to the VIP room, and then brought Jiang Zhinuan's piano, auditioned it on the spot, and then rewrapped it.

The guqin is very heavy, and Wang Zilong is holding it the whole time.

Wang Zilong took this opportunity and said to Jiang Zhinuan, "Zhinuan, I'll accompany you next time for such a heavy thing. Just Zhuang Jia's thin arms are not as thick as the strings of a piano, so they can't hold them at all."

Zhuang Jia immediately said: "Next time? Are you cursing Zhinuan's piano to break again?"

Wang Zilong was deflated again, wishing to tear Zhuang Jia up, but Zhuang Jia was Jiang Zhinuan's good friend, so Wang Zilong could only shut up resentfully.

They ran into Gu Yan and Ning Yuewei again downstairs.

"...The top of the piano is made of high-quality paulownia wood, real ancient lacquer, and the gray body is made of antler cream. The sound of this kind of guqin is soft and round, and it will not be a problem even if it is used for hundreds of years." The clerk in the piano shop, Xiang Ning Yuewei recommended it with all her heart.

Ning Yuewei also seemed quite satisfied, she nodded slightly, her demeanor was elegant and dignified.

Her eyes fluttered and she saw Mu Zi and her friends coming over, also holding the qin in their hands, she couldn't help asking: "What kind of qin are you guys using?"

Jiang Zhinuan glanced at the violin that the clerk was packing, knowing that it was very expensive, and shyly said: "My violin is just an ordinary practice violin."

"Why don't you buy a better one?" Ning Yuewei smiled softly, "The better the piano, the better the mood of the player."

"I have only been a beginner for a few years, and I want to buy a good piano after I have mastered my skills, so as not to disappoint the violinist's hard work." Jiang Zhinuan said.

Jiang's family is Qingliu, not a wealthy family that spends a lot of money. Jiang Zhinuan's answer is reasonable, but somehow Ning Yuewei is provoked.

The smile on Ning Yuewei's face was still there, but her eyes turned cold for a moment.

At this time, the clerk had already packed the guqin, Ning Yuewei smiled politely at them, and left with Gu Yan.

The Bugatti Veyron outside the store was indeed Gu Yan's car. Gu Yan carefully put the piano in the back seat, and then drove Ning Yuewei away.

Mu Zi and his party were all puzzled.

"Miss Ning has a really big temper." Zhuang Jia and the others left, and said unhappily, "It seems like someone from Jingling is superior to others."

Jiang Zhinuan felt a little uncomfortable when he was put on face, "Look at how the Second Young Master behaves, this Ms. Ning should have quite a background."

Wang Zilong was careless, he didn't see the change of Ning Yuewei's expression just now, he just urged: "Let's go too, this piano is so heavy!"

He couldn't hold it anymore.

Everyone glanced at Wang Zilong with contempt, walked out of the piano shop together, and got into the car.

"I might know who this Ning Yuewei is." Zhuang Jia got into the car and gossiped with them, "Didn't Er Shao just say that her uncle is a senator? I heard that Situ's family might have a relationship with her." The Gu family is married, so her uncle must be Situ Yan!"

Wang Zilong asked: "Who is Situ Yan?"

"Oh my god, don't you even read the news? The popular candidate for the president!" Zhuang Jia said with a chuckle, "Yes, of course you don't know, your school is isolated from the world, haha!"

Wang Zilong snorted.

Jiang Zhinuan smiled and said, "Jiajia, I thought you were only chasing stars, so you still care about current affairs."

"I usually don't care, but this Situ Yan is quite handsome." Zhuang Jia said with a smile, "I even voted for him, because he looks a bit like Mu Zi, and I feel kind in my eyes."

"Really? I'll vote for him later." Jiang Zhinuan smiled.

Both of them had turned eighteen and could vote in the general election.

Wang Zilong, who was driving in the front, was speechless: "Does the election of a president also depend on face?"