After more than half an hour, Han Sha walked out of the bedroom, her face blushing scarlet. She looked even more seductive at this moment.
"Song Yan, it's late. You'd better go back home now," she said in a cold tone.
Hearing her chilly tone, Song Yan became very nervous as he thought she got angry at him. He immediately tried to explain, "Miss Han, I'm so sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. Could you please forgive me? If you are still mad at me, you can beat me up. I swear I won't move."
Seeing his nervous look and hearing his sincere words, she couldn't help but forgive him deep inside. After all, it was just a coincidence and he had nothing to do with it. Her face softened and she said, "You know what, I forgive you this time. But remember, something between you and me. No one else is on a need-to-know basis. We clear?"
"Please don't worry. I won't tell anyone," he said seriously.
"All right. I trust you. It's late, and you should go back home."
"Sure. Miss Han, see you tomorrow."
He knew if he kept staying here, both of them would feel awkward. Therefore, he said goodbye to her and walked out of her house.
He took out his cell phone and found it was 7:30 pm. He proceeded to the café. A daring thought went through his mind that he wanted to have Han Sha as his girlfriend. She is pretty, sexy, kindhearted and good at cooking.
But he was a student now and she was a teacher. It was not allowed for students to have relationship with their students in the State. He didn't care about it at all, but he knew she would care. She was an obedient girl.
Thinking about this, he sighed and made up his mind that he would ask her to be his girlfriend if he finished his university. However, she would be 29 years old then. She might have married someone and had babies.
He was suddenly struck with such a sense of grief.
When he arrived at the café, he went to Su Mei'er's office and greeted her as usual. After she came back from her hometown, she was always depressed.
There must be something wrong with her family. But he was just an employee and it was not appropriate for him to ask about it.
When Song Yan was playing piano at the café, his aunt-in-law and cousin were sitting on sofa and watching TV at home. The initial audition of the piano competition was on Xiangcheng TV.
Song Xue pursed her lips, frowning. Obviously, she was a little nervous. Only highlights of the audition would be broadcasted on the TV.
Seeing that, Yang Yanli comforted her, "My dear Xue, don't worry. You will be the winner for sure. They will have you on the TV."
"Come on, Mom! I'm not worried at all." Song Yan pretended to be calm. She was a very competitive person, and she didn't want to show her weakness in front of anyone.
"Of course, you are not worried at all." Yang Yanli, who knew her daughter well, echoed immediately. Suddenly, she remembered Song Yan and asked, "Song Yan also passed the audition. Will you see us on the TV?"
After a short pause, Song Xue answered, "I guess not. There were more than 800 people attending the audition and only 300 passed. I don't think he is highly skilled in playing piano."
"I think so." Yang Yanli nodded. Suddenly, she uttered a cry, "It begins."