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    The boy who had been avoiding the camera suddenly looked directly at the camera and answered the question seriously: "No, I am almost reaching the legal age and will come back to get married."

    This answer exceeded the reporters¡¯ expectations and was a big revelation.

    Then the reporters rushed to ask questions.

    "Has the wedding date been set?"

    ¡°This month or next month?¡±

    "Where will the wedding be held?"

    ""

    He didn¡¯t answer, his eyes had already fallen elsewhere: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, the person to pick me up is here, I have to leave first.¡±

    He avoided the camera and walked very quickly.

    The machine finally recorded a sentence:

    "Zhaoli, I'm back"

    Qin Zhaoli didn¡¯t hear the conversation between Jiang Zhuo and the reporter. When she got home, she asked him why he came back suddenly.

    He said: "It's my birthday the day after tomorrow."

    Qin Zhaoli felt puzzled: "Come back just to celebrate your birthday?" This is not like his style.

    "no."

    They were standing just enough to let in the moonlight.

    Jiang Zhuo said: "I will come back and marry you."

    Only then did Qin Zhaoli react.

    He took out the ring: "Shall we get married?"

    Qin Zhaoli handed him his hand with red eyes: "There are no flowers."

    There were no flowers, so he knelt on his beloved cello and put a ring on her.

    The moon bears witness.

    Jiang Zhuo¡¯s birthday is on May 22nd. He and Qin Zhaoli went to get the certificate on the 23rd.

    Qin Zhaoli asked him why he didn¡¯t go on the 22nd. He said he didn¡¯t want to celebrate his wedding anniversary with his birthday.

    On August 8, their wedding was held on the island. They only invited relatives and friends. It was simple and not luxurious, except for Qin Zhaoli's wedding dress.

    The wedding dress was prepared by Qin Yanjun and is priceless.

    He has never said a gentle and caring word to his granddaughter. He has been tough-talking and proud all his life. He has built a business kingdom for her, made her a wedding dress full of gems, and told everyone that he, Qin Yanjun,  How noble your granddaughter is.

    After the honeymoon, Jiang Zhuo returned to Burary and successively performed with the five major symphony orchestras.  In December, he played the Cello Concerto with the Philharmonia Orchestra at the Berari Music Festival in Centenary Square.

    In January, Jiang Zhuo returned to China.

    He is very busy, traveling around the world in the past few months.

    He has just come back now, and Qin Zhaoli is already reluctant to part with him.

    He put down his luggage.

    She walked over and hugged him: "How long can you stay this time?"

    "long time."

    "Aren't you busy?"

    How could he not be busy? He is on the rise.

    "Zhaoli," he asked her very carefully, "do you want to have a child?" She probably did, because she had failed to do anything about it so many times.

    Qin Zhaoli does have plans to have a child. After all, she will be thirty soon: "This does not conflict with your career. You go do your thing and I will give birth to the child."

    Jiang Zhuo shook his head: "My career is not as important as you. I have to walk slower in the future, so I can't miss too much with you."

    She frowned, not quite agreeing: "What if I hold you back?"

    It takes a year to have a child. It is not a wise decision to stop and wait for a year when your career is on the rise.

    "No." The temporary return to the family was not an impromptu decision. Jiang Zhuo had thought about it carefully, "I have already run much farther than others. It doesn't matter if I stop occasionally."

    Qin Zhaoli is still hesitating.

    Jiang Zhuo kissed her, interrupting her thoughts.

    "How about not wearing a condom tonight?"

    The voice was ringing in his ears, and he was deliberately seducing.

    All her thoughts vanished in an instant: "Okay."

    In the second month of pregnancy preparation, Qin Zhaoli became pregnant.

    After coming out of the hospital, Jiang Zhuo remained silent and looked mixed.

    "What's wrong?"

    "I'm afraid my children will be like me."

    Qin Zhaoli longed to be like him: "Wouldn't it be better to be like you? You are a talented musician."

    "My ears are congenital." He was born with hearing impairment. He has no hearing in his right ear and needs a hearing aid in his left ear to hear sounds.

    Qin Zhaoli knows this.

    "You've already had a check-up, and the doctor said no."?Heredity, stop thinking nonsense.  "

    Jiang Zhuo had thought about this problem when he got married. He even went for a check-up before preparing for pregnancy, but when he was actually pregnant, he still couldn't help but think about it.

    ¡°What if it¡¯s inherited?¡±

    Qin Zhaoli thought he had "prenatal anxiety disorder."

    "There is no chance." She raised her hand and touched the hearing aid behind his ear, "Even if there is, so what, he will be as good as you."

    Jiang Zhuo stayed with her throughout the pregnancy.

    She didn¡¯t suffer much, she could eat and sleep, and her water broke before her due date.

    She was born naturally, the baby weighed 5 pounds, was a girl, very healthy, and cried very loudly.

    When the child was six months old, Jiang Zhuo returned to the Burali Orchestra.

    At the age of 25, he held a cello recital in the Imperial City Hall; at the age of 26, he performed at the opening ceremony of the World Cup; at the age of 28, he won the Grammy Award for Best Classical Music Performance; at the age of 29, he entered the Chinese  He served on the board of directors of Ernai Concert Hall and became the youngest Chinese director; at the age of 32, he gave touring recitals in famous concert halls around the world.

    His life is legendary. He loves his wife very much and will mention her in every interview. He has a daughter named Baoshu, Jiang Baoshu (shu), nicknamed Dabao.

    Dabao is not like her father and doesn't like music. She is more like her mother. She is a little overbearing president. When she was seven years old, she dared to lie on Rongguan Guan's bed and said domineeringly: "Guanguan, when I grow up, I will take care of you."

    At that time, Rong Guanguan was already a handsome young man. He lifted her out of bed with one hand: "Did you call me Guan Guan? I call you uncle." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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