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This is a shop opened by a craftsman she met many years ago in France. The speakers are completely handmade by this craftsman. The speakers are very good and cannot be compared with the industrial mass-produced speakers.
It¡¯s a pity that Wen Tian only bought one at that time.
Later, when she wanted to buy it, she had to know that the craftsman no longer planned to make anything because of his age, and the store had closed.
But I didn¡¯t expect that Pei Shaomu would actually say that he bought it back.
She looked at Pei Shaomu in surprise: "Where did you buy it? Isn't that store closed?"
Pei Shaomu's eyes darkened a bit: "Oh, you finally told the truth?"
There was no hint of surprise in the man's words. He seemed to have expected that Wen Tian already knew.
Wen Tian: ""
No matter how thick-skinned she is, she can't help but blush a little at this moment.
Feeling that Pei Shaomu's deep gaze was fixed on her face, Wen Tian simply gave up.
¡°Anyway, the leak has been accidentally made, so there is nothing to cover up.
Wen Tian met Pei Shaomu's gaze: "Yeah, I already knew that store was closed, but I still let you go on purpose because I just wanted to torment you, isn't it okay?"
The last sentence, "Isn't it possible?" is full of provocation.
Pei Shaomu's eyes flashed with helplessness.
"Okay." He said in a low voice, without any displeasure on his face.
The warm and sweet breath condensed slightly.
"You are my wife, and I am happy to be tortured by you." Pei Shaomu stared at Wen Tian with deep eyes.
When Pei Shaomu said this, Wen Tian didn't know what to say.
"Now go back and take a look at your new stereo." Pei Shaomu said again.
Wen Tian nodded with complicated emotions.
Later, Pei Shaomu drove back to Pei's house.
While on the road, Wen Tian suddenly thought of the Mcalaren again, the Mcalaren driven by Qin Ruochen.
Her heart felt like it had been stabbed hard by a needle, and an indescribable pain emerged.
Wen Tian¡¯s eyes fell on Pei Shaomu¡¯s face.
Pei Shaomu is staring straight ahead, his profile is invincible, as perfect as God's most outstanding masterpiece.
"Pei Shaomu." Wen Tian spoke.
"Yeah." The man's voice was soft.
"Do you like giving Mcalaren to others?" Wen Tian still has the last extravagant hope in her heart.
She thought, maybe she was wrong?
A flash of surprise flashed across Pei Shaomu's eyes.
At last year¡¯s annual meeting, he rewarded outstanding employees of the group with a Mcalaren per person. Does Wen Tian know this?
"I gave it as a gift. If you do well, you will naturally be rewarded." Pei Shaomu said casually.
Wen Tian¡¯s heart felt like it had been hit hard with a blunt instrument.
She pursed her lips tightly and did not say another word, but looked at Pei Shaomu with a hint of hatred.
Arriving at the Pei family villa, Wen Tian saw the stereo that Pei Shaomu had brought back to her from France.
As expected, it was really made by the craftsman himself.
The texture and the unique mark on the sound are exactly the same.
"How did you do it?" Wen Tian's eyes fell on Pei Shaomu's face.
Pei Shaomu¡¯s lips curled up slightly: ¡°You can do it if you have the will.¡±
Wen Tian said nothing.
If you have the will, you can do it
"Haha, if Pei Shaomu didn't do such a thing, she Wen Tian might really be moved by Pei Shaomu.
But now, no matter how much Pei Shaomu does, he is still an extremely despicable villain in his own eyes.
Wen Tian suddenly felt the urge to vent.
??For example, smashing things, pointing at Pei Shaomu and scolding him, or exposing all of Pei Shaomu's bad behavior so that this man can no longer pretend to be a gentleman in front of him.
But in the end she still didn¡¯t do it.
She still has a lot of things to do, and she can't just fall short of this.
"Let's sing." Wen Tian suddenly smiled at Pei Shaomu.
She saw that Pei Shaomu not only bought her a stereo but also a microphone and so on. It was probably because she said she wanted to sing at home last time.
There are many ways to vent. Singing is also a kind of vent. Sing loudly and sing at the top of your lungs.
"You?I listen. "Pei Shaomu stared at Wen Tian tenderly.
Wen Tian did not force Pei Shaomu.
She took the microphone alone and started singing in front of the huge LCD screen.
Originally I wanted to sing a love song, but after thinking about it I decided not to.
"She doesn't even have "love" in her heart now, so she still wants to sing love songs.
Wen Tian simply sang a song that she had heard when she was a child. The song was very cheerful.
"Come on, we are all pineapples, come on, we are all fruits, fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit, fruit"
In the end, she had so much fun singing that Wen Tian took off her slippers and stepped on the smooth floor while dancing and singing.
Pei Shaomu has been sitting on the sofa staring at Wen Tian with a smile in his eyes.
At this time, everything around him seemed to have turned into nothingness, and there was only warmth and sweetness in his eyes.
Wen Tian was jumping around in white cotton socks, and her casually tied ponytail was jumping along with it.
The smile in his eyes grew stronger.
He knew that Wen Tian didn't like him.
He didn¡¯t know why Wen Tian suddenly wanted to marry him.
But he didn¡¯t want to delve into it.
"Human life is too short, and it would be meaningless to delve into everything."
In this short life, it is not a blessing to have an interesting girl by your side.
Wen Tian sang for a long time, singing until she was hoarse and almost out of breath.
Finally, she couldn't sing anymore. Wen Tian wanted to turn around and take a drink of water, but found that Pei Shaomu had fallen asleep.
He was half-sit on the sofa, his eyes must have been closed.
The man¡¯s sleeping appearance is very good, as if he was deliberately posing for a photo, it is incredibly perfect.
Wen Tian walked over and patted Pei Shaomu's face gently: "Hi."
No response.
But Wen Tian¡¯s eyes flashed with surprise.
Pei Shaomu¡¯s skin is very good, so good that Wen Tian even thinks it can compete with hers, it feels extremely smooth.
Even though Wen Tian hated Pei Shaomu so much at this time, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation in her heart.
It¡¯s not easy for a man over 30 to still have such skin.
Just when Wen Tian was about to wake up Pei Shaomu, Li Ma came over.
She made a "shh" gesture to Wen Tian.
Li Ma's eyes were full of pity: "Miss Wen, your husband is tired. When we first got off the plane, I heard that my husband said he hadn't slept. I asked him to sleep for a while and he said to go find you. Look, he's sleeping on the sofa now. Oh, I¡¯m so tired.¡±
Wen Tian¡¯s breathing is slightly stagnant.
Here, Ma Li continued: "I'm going to get a blanket to cover Mr.
Seeing that Li Ma was about to get the blanket, Qin Ruochen's "Mcalaren" suddenly appeared in Wen Tian's eyes.
There was a flash of pain in her eyes.
"Mother Li doesn't have to come, I'll do it." Wen Tian said directly.
Ma Li didn¡¯t think much about it.
"Then Miss Wen, please take care of your husband. I'm just going to make some nourishing soup for him to drink later."
After Li Ma left, a faint light flashed in Wen Tian's eyes.
She sat on Pei Shaomu's lap. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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