After rejecting my celebrity husband Chapter 1345 - 1349: Haven’t Played Guitar in Ten Years

"Xu Xia, be careful, my dad’s blood pressure isn’t good, he can’t handle it!" Leng Zirui jokingly teased from the side.

"Go away, I’m singing, not making noise!" Xu Xia rolled her eyes at him, took a deep breath, and started singing.

"The night suddenly falls, lights seem distant like a world apart,

Yesterday has gone so far, my window is now a blur..."

(Pu Shu’s "Listen to the Wind")

By the firelight, she played and sang, her slightly husky voice flowing with the pure sound of the acoustic guitar over the grass.

Everyone quieted down, listening to her sing.

Leng Zirui had seen her flamboyance, her awkwardness, and her explosive personality, but it was his first ti seeing her sing.

At first, he was just lazily listening, shaking his beer can, but upon hearing her voice, he naturally turned to look at her.

In the firelight, her gaze was flickering, making the contours of her eyes appear deeper, especially those eyes, with their lowered lashes casting rich shadows.

That girl, when quiet, had a serene beauty.

He always thought her personality would make her sing wildly too, but unexpectedly, she sang this kind of song so well.

When the song ended, everyone applauded together.

"Sorry, I’m late!" The light footsteps of Jiao Yang sounded as he jogged over to the group, "Sothing ca up at the company, that’s why I’m late, I hope everyone understands!"

Everyone hurried to make room for him to sit down, and the maid promptly brought over the roasted at, "What would you like to drink?"

Jiao Yang took the plate passed to him and thanked them, "Juice please, I still have to drive!"

"You’re late, there must be a penalty!" Xu Xia stood up, handing him the guitar, "If you can’t drink, then sing!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Everyone joined in the teasing.

Jiao Yang waved his hands in refusal, "I can’t do that!"

"Don’t be humble, I know you won an award for classical guitar in your youth." Luo Xiaoqian unabashedly exposed his past.

Jiao Yang gave her a glance, "Alright then, I’ll embarrass myself. But you are all the professionals, no criticizing ."

Jiao Yang sang a classic Beatles guitar song "Yesterday," with simple chords and beautiful lody, his voice possessing a distinct texture.

Leng Zimo lightly embraced Luo Xiaoqian’s waist, watching Jiao Yang playing and singing across from them, a deep hue appearing in his eyes.

Jiao Yang slid his fingers, plucking the final notes, looking up to smile at Luo Xiaoqian, "Didn’t ss up, did I? I haven’t played guitar in ten years."

"Amazing!" Luo Xiaoqian praised him, "It’s a pity you’re not a singer."

Jiao Yang lowered his face, with a slight smile.

"Now it’s the turn of our imperial duo!" Huangfu Ruo laughed, looking at Leng Zimo across from him, "You two, start, I want to hear Luo Xiaoqian’s famous song, ’Dropping Lip.’ Ah Jiu, go bring Brother Zimo’s flute, I’ve been waiting for this day for so long!"

"I’ll get it myself!" Leng Zimo stood up, "Ah Jiu doesn’t know where it is!"

"Hurry, don’t make us wait too long!" Xu Xia imdiately said.

"Don’t worry, it’ll be quick!" Leng Zimo turned and walked towards the house.

Watching Leng Zimo head toward the hallway door, Ah Jiu imdiately followed, knowing that Leng Zimo’s flute was in the music room. Since he said that, it seems like his headache might have acted up again?

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Good afternoon.