She was in quite a good mood as she went to choose her dress for the concert.
In the end, she picked out a haze blue dress with dotted star embellishments and went to the International Convention Centre.
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At the same time, Feng Shenye also returned to Di Jing Lan Yuan.
When the housekeeper saw him, he went up and greeted him, “Young master, the young master is still in the piano room, he stayed in there for another day.”
Feng Shenye nodded his head, gave his clothes to the housekeeper and walked straight to the violin room on the first floor with his long legs.
Bao’er was wiping the violin strings with a special cloth, one by one, so carefully that he didn’t even know Feng Shenye had entered.
Looking at him like this, Feng Shenye wrinkled his eyebrows and greeted him helplessly first, “Little Bao’er.”
At the sound of his voice, Bao’er raised his head and saw that it was him, so he lowered his head again and continued his actions, wiping seriously and mechanically, directly treating Feng Shenye as a transparent person, not even giving him a look.
It had been many days since he had called Feng Shenye a daddy, and apart from the argument between the two of them that day, he hadn’t spoken to him.
Being targeted by his own son in such a nonchalant manner, Feng Shenye’s mood was really not good either.
In the past twenty years, he had been invincible in school, in the army, and in the business world, and no one could intimidate him in the least.
But now, he was defeated by a small child, and for the first time, he felt defeated.
Sighing, he slowly walked up to Bao’er and handed him two tickets, “This is the concert tonight, are you going?”
He handed Bao’er the tickets, but Bao’er didn’t even glance at them, continuing his own movements.
Feng Shenye wasn’t annoyed either, he just inquired lightly, “Are you sure you don’t want to go? If you don’t go, I’ll give the tickets to someone else, you know, this band is Wen Shiyu’s favourite Berlin band.”
Bao’er seemed to hear something, he looked up at Feng Shenye, his eyes were full of exploration, he was discerning the truth and was also secretly guessing if his aunt would go.
But Feng Shenye deliberately did not say anything, but only curled his lips in response to his search.
The two looked at each other for a moment, but Bao’er still read the answer he wanted from Feng Shenye’s eyes and snatched the two tickets away, “I’ll go.”
Looking at the word “Berlin” on the tickets, Bao’er’s eyes shone brightly, a little happy, her aunt loved music so much, she would definitely go.
Then he would be able to meet his aunt!
I wonder if she will be surprised when she sees him?
Seeing this little fellow’s eyes finally regain their sparkle, Feng Shenye was also relieved.
These days, Bao’er had been like a wooden man, no matter what he was asked to do, he always looked lifeless, and the most active thing he did was to lock himself up in the piano room, hugging Wen Shiyu’s violin and staring at it.
“You can go if you want, but you must eat first.” Feng Shenye deliberately ordered with a stern face.
Bao’er didn’t care if he was black-faced now, his eyes were filled with the joy of seeing his aunt and he nodded vigorously, “It’s a deal!”
After saying that, he stomped downstairs and took the initiative to sit at the dining table, “Grandpa Butler, I want to eat.”
As soon as Uncle Chen heard that the young master had finally taken the initiative to ask for dinner, he nodded his head, “Good, good, good, I will serve the food to the young master right away.”
He turned around and saw that Feng Shenye’s brow, which had been knitted, had also relaxed, and the big stone in his own heart had also been put down.
These two fathers and sons, at last, had made up.
Bao’er ate the meal very positively, accepting whatever Feng Shenye gave him, and his little face, which had always been pale, turned red.
Probably because he wanted to see Wen Shiyu, Bao’er ate the meal very quickly, and it didn’t take long for him to be full, his little stomach bulging.
After he finished eating, he tilted his head and looked at Feng Shenye, silently urging him on.
The recital started at six, it was still too late to go out, but if they didn’t go they would be late!