22: C22 I Can't Find the Right Person

C22 I Can't Find the Right Person

In the private room, Tang Wanting poured a cup of wine and held it in front of Han Muyang, "Mr. Han, I'll treat you to a drink!"1

Han Muyang did not move. He just looked at her indifferently. Bryce, who was beside her, took the cup from Tang Wanting's hand and placed it in Han Muyang's hand.

Tang Wanting also poured another glass for Bryce. "Mr. Brice, please!"

Her French was very pleasant to hear. Han Muyang saw her and Bryce clinching glasses and watching her drink the wine in her hand.

She looked very beautiful when she drank. Even the way she put down the glasses was so elegant.

Han Muyang was stunned in his heart. It turned out that Bryce did not exaggerate. This woman was really different from other women.

This recognition made Han Muyang start to carefully examine Tang Wanting. She was really beautiful. Her facial features were delicate, and her big eyes were very clear and sparkling.

When she spoke to Bryce, she was very relaxed. Her relaxed attitude made Han Muyang feel that it was somewhat familiar, but he could not find a suitable person.

Han Muyang felt more and more strange in his heart, "Have we met before?"

"No, this is the first time we met. "

She answered very naturally. Han Muyang asked again, "Where did you learn French?"

"Imperial Hall. " Tang Wanting answered with a smile, "At that time, in order to improve everyone's overall quality, President Yang invited many foreign language teachers. I liked France very much, so I chose to learn French. "

"In just a few months, you can speak French so fluently. You are really amazing!" This sentence was clearly praising her, but it was mostly skepticism.

"She is the smartest woman I have ever seen. Not only does she speak French well, she is also versatile. She can dance well and play the zither well. Her Jazz Drum is very good. Do you want to hear it?" Bryce interrupted.

"You have recommended her so much. I cannot reject it. " Han Muyang replied with a smile.

Soon, someone moved the Jazz Drum in. Tang Wanting smiled at Han Muyang and Bryce, "Then I will start the performance!"

Bryce was a fanatical fan of Jazz Drums. Those who could be praised by him must have high standards. Unfortunately, Han Muyang was not interested in Jazz Drums, so he was not very interested in Tang Wanting's performance.

Tang Wanting's performance was It's Mylife. Han Muyang had heard of this song in many occasions and had seen live performances, but it had never given him such a special feeling.

No wonder music could surpass everything. Before Tang Wanting's performance, Han Muyang had a deep conflict with this kind of woman who lived in Night Party.

No matter how beautiful Tang Wanting was, he did not let go of the prejudice he had towards her from the bottom of his heart.

He bid with Ye Zhiqiu tonight. It was not because he liked Tang Wanting. It was because he liked to go against Ye Zhiqiu.

However, when Tang Wanting played the first note beside the Jazz Drum, Han Muyang felt that it was very pleasant to listen to. He could not bear to look away.

He didn't know why, but the person sitting next to the Jazz Drum. . . Although he looked down on her, right now, she had completely become another person.

She was like a goddess wrapped in thousands of halos, causing you to be involuntarily attracted to her. Every action of hers was deeply mesmerizing, whether it was raising her hand, lowering her head, raising her head, or swaying along with the rhythm.

Bryce had long begun dancing along with the rhythm. Although Han Muyang was sitting, he felt that all the cells in his body had been activated.

When the song ended, Tang Wanting elegantly walked down from the stage. Bryce rushed over and gave her a French hug.

Han Muyang, however, still sat there without moving. His eyes stared at Tang Wanting's face.

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