Millionaire Mr And Blind Wife
Chapter 38's

Joanne nodded in a relaxed tone: "My eyes can't see, and it's inevitable."

Huo Chengzhou. A pair of deep eyes covered his complex emotions, which made one unable to discern his current state of mind.

Daytime.

Huo Feng brought people to the piano house. Joan did not pay attention to it, she was immediately busy by inviting customers to see and introduce the piano. Huo Feng was almost very preoccupied as he layered every piece that could potentially make it hurt with a soft and cushioned protector in the piano house. When she was done she waited for a long time until when Joan had already sent the customer away. HuoFeng then ordered food from the restaurant and brought it in. Joan went straight to the table for lunch. His hand touched the soft edge of the table and suddenly found something. He felt around him again. His hands fumbled then found something like horns and a soft protective strip. Joan thinks Huofeng brought people to do all that.

"Huo Feng, thank you." Joan thank you.

Although this kind of horn protection did not mean much to him. Because all the plants and trees in the piano house were basically formed and known layout by Joan.

Huo Feng held the document for Huo Chengzhou to sign.

Hearing that remark, he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Sama-sama, Miss Qiao. Everything was arranged by brother Cheng."

Joanne smiled and ate quietly. The man made a ruckus in Joan's heart. Just because his knee was bumped at the foot of the table he immediately asked someone to put up corner protectors all over the piano house.

This is too much.

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Not long after lunch, Huo Chengzhou left with Huofeng.

The big piano house immediately became quiet.

Joan walks back to her bar and opens the laptop. Then he remembered that the landing information of Big Joe, the original designer's high-end forum, was still on the home page of his laptop. Hesitating for a moment, he closed the interface, shrugged his shoulders slightly and covered the loss between his eyebrows and eyes.

He just couldn't do anything.

Why open the interface to find stimulation?

Just tell me is anyone still thinking about him and his design after he disappeared for so long?

She smiles.

Joan turns off the laptop, walks slowly to her favorite piano, knocks a note, and suddenly remembers something.

Huo Chengzhou was a patient with severe insomnia, but he did not like the smell of incense, so he kept playing games at night probably for this reason.

Joan's fingertips crossed the piano keys, then picked up her phone, clicked on the recorder keys, and began recording lullabies for Huo Chengzhou.

When she was abroad, she specialized in elective music courses in the Department of Healing.

Back then, the teacher praised her talent and recommended her two songs to the care institution. It is said that the effect is good.

Joan wants to try too.

If successful, first of all, he could fix Huo Chengzhou's bad habit of playing games in the middle of the night.

Second, maybe the man's emotions could change.

And will not change as it is now, then the communication between the two can be smoother in the future.

Moreover, Huo Cheng had already helped her so much that Joan always thought of having to retaliate with something.

Back to the car.

Huo Feng hesitated to suggest to Huo Chengzhou: "brother Cheng, you have an idea to help Miss Qiao install corner protectors and strips. Why not arrange corneal surgery for him? Then he should be more grateful to you ."

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyelids and gave a nosy expression to Huofeng: "I don't want him to be able to see for now."

Huo Feng was astonished and understood.

Yes, If Miss Qiao could see, their work would not go smoothly. It was even impossible for Huo Cheng to be able to take two steps secretly while saving Joan from hot coffee.

He scratched his head: "I think too much."

Huo Chengzhou's eyes flashed: "what makes your mind too much?"

Huo Feng looked at his cold and bright face in the rearview mirror. He smiled after a moment of silence: "there's nothing brother Cheng, you keep on sleeping. I'll drive steadily."

Huo Chengzhou: "........"

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In the afternoon, Qiao Yinchen came to the piano house to fetch money and bring Joan a cup of milk tea. Before leaving, he said mysteriously that there was good news.

"What's the good news? You managed to catch up to Yaya?" Joan asked curiously.

"No." Qiao Yinchen smiled: "This is another good news ... Big sister, you don't like playing games, do you?

Your gaming account is useless, isn't it?"

Joan said, "I gave it to you. Pursue your Yaya with this game account."

Qiao Yinchen's eyes emitted a light: "That's good, then I'll leave. Call me if you need anything."

"Go away."

Joan propped up her chin and said casually, "What can I do for you ..."

But Yinchen was no longer in front of him.

After Qiao Yinchen exited the piano house he called directly: "My brother agreed. He told me to talk to the buyer. I think 80000 is a little bit less. I want 100,000!"

"80000 is less?" The other party's tone was surprised: "although your ID is very rare level B, but essentially the account has no experience value."

"My ID is the original level internal test account. Is this called a B level? It's called super level B, even better!" Qiao Yinchen's tone was impatient: "You have to tell the buyer if he likes, please buy it or If not, I can sell it to someone else."

"Okay, let me ask you."

When the other party hung up the phone, Qiao Yinchen reached out his hand and compared it, 100,000 yuan!

This is not a drop in a bucket!

He really did not expect that an account with little experience value could sell for 100,000 yuan!

Cow break!

He sang a song and left happily.

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Zhuxuan villa.

After dinner, Huo Chengzhou received a message and directly climbed into the game room. Joan chatted with Fang's aunt downstairs and learned something about Huo Chengzhou. She used to think that the three children of the Huo family, Huo Jingzhou, were the oldest, so her mother was naturally Huo Qingshan's real wife. And it turned out that Huo Chengzhou Mother and Huo Chengyun were the legitimate original couple for Huo Qingshan, and Huo Jingzhou mother was the third person who could not fit into the Huo family lineage.

So, it was only fitting that when Joan came to the Huo family home twice she had never seen Huo Jingzhou's mother, because she did not live in that house at all.

"When her mother asked Huo Jingzhou to enter the pedigree and come to Huo's house, she swore that she would not reappear to Huo's house for life. He spent the rest of his life with green lanterns and ancient Buddha, praying for the peace and harmony of Huo's house."

Aunt Fang sighed: "at that time, ah Cheng had an accident, so the great master let Huo Jingzhou into the pedigree."

Joan felt a little stymied.

No wonder the two brothers were not well connected. It turns out that the origin of this is quite deep. At the same time, he also regretted that Huo Jingzhou's mother was a cruel role. After becoming the third person in another's family just to let his son into the Huo family, he could then make such a sacrifice, spend the rest of his life alone and stay away from his son. What kind of mother can part with her child for the rest of her life?

"Ah Cheng used to be very smart. Her emotions changed since the accident.heem.." aunt Fang sighed again: "Madam, I can see that ah Cheng cares about you. I hope he can change slowly with you by his side."

Joan felt a great pressure: "the rivers and mountains are volatile, nature is difficult to change... I can only say that I will try my best."

Aunt Fang looked at Joan's bright and pure eyes, inexplicably happy: "You can definitely, trust me."

After chatting with aunt Fang, it was already almost ten o'clock. Joan went back to her room to take a shower, changed her pajamas and walked out the door.

He knocked on Huo Chengzhou's room next door. There is no doubt that there is no one. So he fumbled down.

At that moment, Huo Chengzhou was watching the original painting design draft sent by old K in the game room.

Those are some scenes designed by Pico. He had to say that his style was very similar to Big Joe, but could only be said to be similar or imitating.

There is no feeling like flexibility, elegance and courage. Not imitating the essence.

Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and rubbed the middle of his eyebrows.

Doesn't this seem too ordinary at all? Or did the design rate decrease after two years of rest?

"Tok..."

When the door of the room was knocked, Joan immediately pushed the door but she had not yet entered: "Master Huo?"

Seeing that it was Joan, Huo Chengzhou was shocked: "Why are you here?"

"Can I come in?" Joanne asked.

"Come in." Huo Chengzhou took back his legs and sat up straight: "what do you want to drink? I have coffee, black tea, and milk ..."

The room was covered with a thick carpet.

Walking on it, it was silent.

Joanne palpated and sat down on the sofa: "warm water."

Huo Chengzhou directly climbed into the bar, poured a cup of warm water in front of Joan, then sat on the sofa opposite her and still crossed her legs: "What's wrong with me this late?"