My wife is in my arms

Chapter 837 Piano Piece Three
The piano music was still playing on the third floor.

Now it's the two children playing. Even though it's just a small section of the same piece, the difference between their playing and Mr. Zhang's is still quite obvious.

Jiang Yiren sat on the sofa and continued watching.

Her phone rang again. This time it wasn't her agent, Han Hui, calling, but Tan Yao. Jiang Yiren thought she had something to say, so she answered.

"Yiren, it's not easy for you! You're pregnant and still have to take care of your husband's needs in that area, and you don't even pay attention to that... Haha... Also, how can you trust men like that! Listen to me, don't do that again, you're not pregnant with just one."

After listening to Tan Yao's words.

Jiang Yiren's cheeks were burning hot.

They're husband and wife after all, so if it were really... it wouldn't be a big deal. But for her husband to say it so directly on a TV show was a real problem. Without much hesitation, Jiang Yiren replied, "He was just joking."

Anyway, I've reminded you, there's no rush, haha.

Just like Han Hui.

Tan Yao couldn't help but laugh before she finished speaking. After a while, she composed herself and said, "Come early tomorrow night. Have you told your husband yet?"

"I told him, and he agreed to go."

Jiang Yiren replied.

"That's good"

Tan Yao said with a smile, "My daughter really likes him. When I came home from work tonight and told her that I had asked you to bring your husband too, she was overjoyed."

"hehe"

Jiang Yiren chuckled twice.

She knew that Tan Yao's daughter had been learning piano, and earlier, Tan Yao had even sent her a video of her daughter playing "Windy Hill".

Other people's daughters play much better than hers, but this might be because Tan Yao's daughter has worked hard in this area, or because she heard Tan Yao say that she spends a whole day on Sundays practicing at her hobby class.

So it's normal for there to be differences. After all, her husband is busy with work during the day, and she doesn't know how to play the piano. Usually, Xiao Zishan only practices when her husband comes home. Sometimes, when her husband has work at night and doesn't have time to teach her, Xiao Zishan doesn't practice.

Anyway... some people don't know how to cherish things, and they don't try their best to cherish them.

Her daughter was like that, and so were the other children, but things are different now. Since taking Li Ran under her wing, her husband has to set aside an hour every night, no matter how busy he is. With her husband's daily instruction, Jiang Yiren believes that her daughter's piano skills will definitely improve day by day.

Even without Li Ran's talent, persistent playing can always shorten the gap with children who come from interest classes. However, after hearing what Tan Yao said, Jiang Yiren realized that... her husband could not only make money from adults, but also from children.

Once a concert is held.

For families like those where the child learns to play the piano, the whole family will inevitably be involved.

The more Jiang Yiren thought about it, the brighter her eyes became, and she set the ticket prices high, at least 10,000 yuan per ticket. After all, most families who can afford to learn piano are relatively wealthy, like Tan Yao's family... Why not take advantage of them?

There aren't many rich people like that, just five thousand, and a single concert could cost fifty million... Then, Jiang Yiren's eyes, which were as bright as incandescent bulbs, gradually dimmed.

no way.

No matter how wonderful her plans were, her husband refused to open the bank account, and no matter how much money she had, it wouldn't automatically flow into her bank account. This happened while Jiang Yiren was on the phone with Tan Yao, in a high-end apartment more than 20 kilometers away.

"Beast"

Wearing her pajamas, Xu Qingya immediately cursed.

"This is no beast."

Wang Yu smiled and replied, "You're not married, so you don't understand. When a woman is pregnant, she'll be cleaner than usual. And it might not just be your older brother who wants her; it could be your sister-in-law. You'll understand when you get married and pregnant that sometimes a pregnant woman is even more craving than usual."

Wang Yu thought for a moment, then said seriously, "That feeling... I even felt more radiant than usual."

"..."

Xu Qingya was so shocked by her agent's lewd words that she fell silent. Meanwhile, in another villa...

Lin Bao'er couldn't listen anymore.

After taking a shower, wearing a white Mia-style nightgown, she stood up from the sofa and walked up the stairs to the second floor. When she heard Zhang Xiaoyou admit that he didn't let Jiang Yiren go even when she was pregnant, Lin Bao'er felt inexplicably flustered.

"I hope this guy doesn't do this to me again!?"

When this thought came to mind.

Lin Bao'er's steps forward became extremely flustered, almost tripping her up. After finally calming herself down, Lin Bao'er muttered under her breath, "Worse than a beast."

Have you noticed that Bao'er has been acting strangely lately?

On the sofa downstairs.

Lin Bao'er's mother turned to her husband and asked.

"Stop asking these pointless questions. What could be wrong with that?!"

Before his wife could answer, Lin Shirong picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, and continued, "Don't be so paranoid. Bao'er is busy with company matters every day. By the way, Bao'er is working on a music variety show at the company. I've seen the proposal, and it's really good. Zhang Ge's son is truly remarkable. If he had done this earlier, who knows... Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore. We're just not meant to be."

In the end, Lin Shirong couldn't help but shake his head.

earlier.

He didn't feel anything at first, but lately, whenever he thought about it, he couldn't help but sigh. Bao'er had shown him the scripts for "The Truman Show" and "Goodbye Mr. Loser".

Both scripts are very good.

Now he can even come up with ideas for variety shows, not to mention Zhang You's musical talent. If he had known earlier that this kid was so talented, he should have brought him back first.

As for the money he lost gambling, he could simply pay it back for him first, and then pay it back to him when he earns money himself. However, he was worried that if he reached out, the kid would become even more greedy, and he would end up harming him instead of helping him. He thought... Right now, Chairman Jiang Dahu and his wife of Phantom should be overjoyed.

I initially thought my little girl had bad taste and jumped into a fire pit, but when I turned around, I realized that she had jumped into a gold mine instead of a fire pit.

The key is that Zhang You hasn't even started yet.

Once they get going, their revenue will inevitably exceed Tianyu Entertainment's total annual income, a point that Lin Shirong understands very well.

In the living room on the second floor.

After ending her call with Tan Yao, Jiang Yiren sat on the sofa and finished watching the entire episode of "The Brave Are Coming." Just then, the piano music upstairs stopped, and Jiang Yiren turned to look at the stairwell.

Little Shan skipped and hopped down the stairs, followed by Mr. Zhang, who was holding Li Ran's little hand and walking slowly down the stairs.

"Tell me!"

Jiang Yiren asked, "How much do you plan to hand over each month?"

"What!?"

Zhang You asked in confusion.

"You told me yourself, you can't deny it, can you?"

Jiang Yiren said irritably, "If I hadn't watched 'The Brave Are Coming,' I wouldn't have known that Mr. Zhang understood the family finances so thoroughly. Tell me now what percentage of your income you plan to hand over, so that I, a woman who has suffered for ten years, can feel more secure."

"I'm just saying it."

Zhang You laughed, "Don't tell me you can't tell the difference between truth and falsehood! Besides, Jiang Gehou needs a sense of security! Two sons are a lifetime's work; that provides more security than money. Those who disobey can be hung up and beaten—and you're the one who said that!"

"That will have to wait twenty years. Who can beat you now, Mr. Zhang? Please don't change the subject; please be more considerate."

Jiang Yiren said coldly, "Since you won't tell me, then I'll give you a percentage. As your husband, handing over 20% of your income is fine, right?"

(End of this chapter)