He shook his hands and opened the book!

"Host: Lin Qingchun..."

"Spouse: Cheng Min..."

"The eldest daughter: Lin Yao..."

His Yao'er's surname was "Lin"???

Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly started to beating wildly. His eyes almost shook with the handwritten family information on the household registration book in front of him.

Her surname was Lin, and she was originally Lin, but he never knew! From the first day she came to his house, she should have followed their Xiao family surname, but he refused to accept the sister's household registration. He almost turned upside down with his father's surname. So his father finally compromised, so she followed her mother's surname, so her name was always Cheng Yao. He never thought about her father's surname, what should she be named!?

Her surname is Lin, and Lin's voice is also Lin. Her mother's name is Lin Xinlian. She can change her name and make him unable to find her for so many years? Or is there many people with the surname Lin? This is just a coincidence?

In the Western Restaurant with quiet music, a tall figure with a slender figure leaned against the side of the piano, with its long shoulder-length hair, adding a bit of mystery and charm to his handsome face. He looked out with a blurry look, thinking about the sky.

Today he was not in the mood to go to the piano, but he just kept standing there in this position. It had been two hours, and he completely forgot that it was dark.

"Young master, take a break? You have been standing for a long time!" The restaurant manager walked to him respectfully and whispered.

"Uncle Chang, do you remember that there was a red plum tree in our yard in the past?" Liszt turned slowly, slowly spreading his red lips, his voice soft and beautiful. The black silk shirt casually tied only a few buttons, revealing the sexy skin on his chest. His every move was so elegant and charming, and it was strange that thousands of music fans were obsessed with his music and his people.

"Red plum trees? The house now, or... here?" Manager Chang said to Liszt strangely, not knowing which home he was referring to, because the house where the Li family lives now is not in a private villa in the heart of the city, and this Western restaurant is the old house where the Li family once was more than 20 years ago.

"It's here. I remember there is a red plum tree in this yard. Every time the flowers bloom, it is as red as the sunset..." He still looked out with a blurry look, as if in front of him was the scene of the red plum tree blooming back then.

"Here? I...I can't remember..." He tried hard to find the scene in the Li family's yard in his mind, wanting to give him an answer, because his parents were the employer of the Li family, and he had never left the Li family later. It can be said that he should know what Liszt knew, but what he asked really made it difficult for him, because he couldn't remember the red plum tree he mentioned for a while. If you want to say that there were antiques or furniture at home, maybe he, the former Li family housekeeper, might still know, but... red plum tree? What a joke, how could he know?

"More than 20 years ago, I remember that there was a red plum tree in the backyard of this Western restaurant. That summer, I just came back from a foreign performance and arrived at the bottom of the red plum tree. A maid came here every day to water it. Pruning it carefully, it would grow very lush, full of flowers, red like fire. She played the violin under the tree and played it very carefully, but she didn't play it well, but she worked very hard. I knew she loved music very much, so she began to teach her to play the violin. She made great progress and became better and better. I remember very clearly. Every time I

If she praises her for being well, she will smile as bright as the red plum..." Liszt described the past he suddenly remembered, as if he had fallen into memories. Yes, he suddenly remembered a person more than 20 years ago, a person who was about to forget him. Because after Ruby Lin that day, he would feel uneasy when he went to bed at night. He suddenly found that there was a woman who was actually very similar to a girl he remembered, but he didn't think of it at the time. Now that he remembered it, he could confirm that the woman was the girl he had known.

"Young Master... what you said...is it the girl named Cheng Yao?" When he said this, Manager Chang obviously remembered the past story he mentioned, because after all, it was not just a red plum tree, it was about a maid who had been in the Li family for three years, and he also remembered that girl deeply because she was a very beautiful, cute, gentle and quiet girl. She was the kind of woman he was in his twenties and was in his youth and would like. Of course, he would not be unable to remember it.

"Well, yes, her name is Cheng Yao, and her name is as beautiful as hers... When I met her that year... I remember... I seemed to be only thirteen years old..." He seriously asked Manager Chang to help him recall Cheng Yao because his memory was really blurry. Moreover, after reaching Lin Xinlian, he kept wondering whether there was something wrong with his memory, because he thought Cheng Yao looked like that? But he confirmed that a girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old would look like after twenty-four years. Moreover, Lin Xinlian's name is not the same as Cheng Yao, but she didn't even express anything special when she saw him like a famous pianist who was at least familiar to many people. That would only prove that she... did not know him!

What's more... he really doesn't want Ruby Lin and Cheng Yao to be the same person, because he can't imagine that she is a similar peer he once knew and...a very different relationship, and he actually wants to pursue her daughter!?

This is an unimaginable thing. Even if he doesn't care about anyone or anything like that, he always does whatever he wants!

"Yes, the young master was still very young at that time, but he was already a genius piano boy. Although the master was angry that you didn't like to engage in politics and music, I think if the master didn't say it, he would definitely think that the young master was still the pride of the master. The master had a genius son, which many people couldn't think of!" Manager Chang immediately took the opportunity to flatter him.

"But my father left too early. He didn't reach me and became a world piano master. But if he arrived, he would be angry. I'm at this age. Not only did I not go into politics, nor did I take care of my family's business, nor did I even start a family and start a business..."

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