A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"I've called your leader already. He told you to rest well. You're not allowed to go to work until you're well." Jin Beisen faintly smiled, a smile appeared at some point on his cool face, and even he didn't notice it.

"Which leader?" Zhou Manzhen asked in puzzlement, blinking her large eyes.

"Li Tianming." Jin Beisheng replied indifferently.

Hearing the answer, Zhou Manzhen did not look good, she just stood there in a daze. Was Jin Beiseng thinking that he was not good enough?

"What did you tell him?" Zhou Manzhen anxiously asked.

Jin Beisen smiled slyly, "This is a secret."

Zhou Manzhen had a downcast face, looking as if he had nothing to live for. He thought to himself that Jin Beiseng shouldn't have told the Principal about their relationship, right? She really wouldn't have the face to stay in the Jiaoru Hospital.

"What is it? You don't seem very happy. " The corner of his mouth curled up into a playful smile.

"Do you think I can be happy now?" Zhou Man didn't answer the question. Instead, he just lay on the bed with his head hanging low. Looking at the light blue ceiling, why did she feel so sad right now?

"You're so sad that someone found out about your relationship with me?" Jin Beisen's voice was full of ridicule, his lazy gaze gradually became fierce.

"No, I just don't want others to think that I'm relying on you." Zhou Manzhen shook his head and said simply.

Initially, there were two reasons why she entered Jianru Hospital. The first was because of her personal reasons, and it was inconvenient for her to speak of them. The second was because of her good results.

If her relationship with Jin Beisheng was exposed now, everyone would think that she was relying on Jin Beiseng to enter Jianju Hospital. Zhou Man was purely young, and there were many people in the hospital who disagreed with her, so Zhou Manzhen didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

"As my woman, you don't have to work so hard. Resign your job, you don't have to work." Jin Beisan's warm palm suddenly caressed Zhou Weiqing's pure white cheeks. Zhou Manzhen felt that the temperature that he had spent so much effort to lower had suddenly risen again.

"I like this job. I don't want to do other jobs. I don't like to idle around and let others support me." Zhou Manzhen pursed her lips. She was a very independent, upright woman.

"Someone else?" Jin Beisheng's eyes squinted dangerously, it was obvious that Zhou Manzhen had said something wrong.

Staring at his bloodthirsty face, Zhou Manzhen nervously swallowed his saliva and softly explained, "I didn't mean that. I just didn't want to be a burden to you."

Jin Beiseng knew Zhou Manzhen was dumb and didn't really know how to talk, but he clearly heard Zhou Manzhen's explanation just now. So she was worried about this, and a hint of a smile appeared on Jin Beiseng's lips.

"You really don't have any other hobbies besides being a doctor?" Jin Beiseng was laughing evilly. The words he spat out were like sharp blades. Suddenly, a storm appeared in his eyes.

Zhou Manzhu didn't understand what he meant. Why did she feel that there was a hidden meaning behind his words? She shook her head, no.

"I saw you at the bar the other day. I thought you played the piano very well." Jin Beisheng sneered, his serious eyes seemed to be busy.

Caught off guard, Zhou Manzhen's eyes suddenly drooped down. She sighed helplessly, not wanting to say anything more.

"I don't like to play." Zhou Manzhen said with a tired face and closed his eyes.

Thinking back on those days, every night was like a nightmare that pressed down on her so hard she couldn't breathe. The mottled blood clearly appeared in front of her eyes.

"You don't like it?" People who don't like it will get a golden prize for Midsummer Night's Dream? " Jin Beisen's words hit the nail on the head, and Zhou Manzhen felt that he was asking for something.

Every five years, Zhou Manzhen would be the host of the previous Golden Awards. Although the Midsummer Night's Dream was held in the sweltering summer, every year, there would be many people who came to the competition out of respect. Among the participants were young music lovers and also old pianists, and Zhou Manzhen stood out among the previous contestants, becoming the focus of the music world.

However, in less than a year, Zhou had left the music industry and disappeared without a trace. She refused any interviews, and even her family's piano had been taken away.

After that, Zhou Manzhen abandoned her happiness and went to the doctor. She didn't tell anyone why she wanted to be a doctor. She clearly ?? So fond of music.

Thinking back to the scenes from the past, she recalled the scene when she was standing on the stage of the Golden Hall of Vie

a. At that time, she was playing a song, "Canon", "Canon", which was not considered a difficult song, but Zhou Manzhen had changed the tune of the song, playing "Canon" with her own style. A complete love story was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

At that time, a lot of people started to cry in excitement after hearing this. All the judges gave Zhou Manzhen a perfect score, she started to learn piano at the age of three, and she had already mastered the art of playing the zither to perfection, but music, the hardest part to learn, was the emotions in the songs that moved people the most. A month before the competition, Zhou Manzhen would lock herself up in his room every day to practice his zither, and Zhao Tianyu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he took her for a walk on the sports field.

That carefree high school life suddenly inspired Zhou Manzhen, who adapted the entire song together with a love novel he had read, Gone With the Wind.

In the blink of an eye, four years had passed, and the next Midsummer Night's Dream Piano Competition was about to be held. Zhou Manzhu gave a self-deprecating smile, but this competition no longer had anything to do with her.

Zhou Manzhen still remembered that when she had just gotten the award and returned home, the airport had been filled with reporters and her fans. She had become famous overnight, but had never gone on any programs, and Zhou Manzhen only wanted to read at ease. She was not used to appearing on the screen and facing the cold machine, so she was nervous.

Today, no one remembers her as the wi

er of Midsummer Night's Dream's Golden Prize, except for his parents.

He didn't expect that Jin Northson would suddenly mention this. Zhou Man's beautiful eyes dimmed, and her heart felt as if it was blocked by a thick fog. As for her past, just how much did Jin Northson know about it?

Zhou Manzhen did not like tearing open the scars of his past, and his bloody face was shown to Jin Beiseng.

"That's just my luck." Zhou Manzhu replied with a smile, trying to cover up the past with his fake smile.