Chapter 1731
"Lita." The man said in American English, "Beautiful name, beautiful woman."
"Yes, sir." The hatchet man behind her added, "Many single people are asking for love from her."
"But no matter how beautiful a woman is, if she doesn't have any value, she is like a vase." The man completely ignored the dazzling talent of the piano, and his voice carried a few deep meanings. "Her surname is Emperor, and she is the most valuable."
Knowing his master's interest well, the hatchet man asked, "Then, Mr. Chen, should we let her..."
"It's the greatest disrespect for a lady," the man said slowly and took the purple rose from the chest bag of his suit. "Tell her that I appreciate her piano very much. Can you have dinner with me today?"
"Yes!"
The hatchet man took the flowers in his hands with both hands and left quickly.
At this time, the song was over. The woman on the stage stood up and bowed to the audience in return.
In the warm applause of the audience, the man also raised his noble hands and slowly applauded.
She wore a white elegant dress, and her thick black hair had just grown over her shoulders. She had a beautiful voice, a smile, and a sweet temperament... Standing on the stage, she looked like an elegant and beautiful lily flower, untainted by the dirt of the secular world!
After playing the song, she got up and stepped down from the stage.
The man smiled. "Is he called Lita?"
After a while, his men came back.
"Sir." The hatchet man came behind him. His face was dark, and he was still holding the purple rose in his hand. "She refused. She didn't know how to behave. So I took my men to..."
As soon as the hatchet man finished his words, he saw the gentleman's face and lowered his head again. "She just doesn't know Sir. I don't know the price for refusing your invitation in the United States."
"Don't blame the lady." The man was extremely graceful. "Take my business card and find her agent."
"Yes."
At this time, at the backstage of the performance hall, the flower baskets had been piled up into a sea of flowers, given by the audience and Zack's friends.
The fragrance of flowers was overflowing and the lights were dazzling. The staff was walking back and forth in a hurry to prepare for the next match. The stylist and the makeup artist were pulling up Lita's hair in front of the dressing table, ready to let her play the last game.
The agent suddenly stumbled in from the outside, rushed to Lita's side, and sat on the ground. She hugged her thigh and said, "Ancestor, if we still want to continue our performance in the future, you must listen to me in the following things!"
Looking at the agent who was about to cry, Lita blinked her eyes and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Chen? I'm going to go to the last round."
"Look, look!" The agent's black-rimmed glasses were full of sweat. She handed her a business card and said, "This is the person who invited you to dinner just now. We can't afford to offend him. Listen to me and have a meal. I swear I'll pick you up in half an hour. If I don't get you, I'll call the police. After all, you're a famous player with the background of the Emperor Family. They won't dare to do anything to you..."
Lita took a look and probably knew the people on the business card. After all, almost everyone in this country didn't know this name.
She sighed and returned the business card to her agent. "But I can't make a precedent for this kind of thing. Otherwise, I will have to agree to those who treat me to dinner in the future."
"Most of these people who came to listen to classical music are upper-class people. They can make us step down with just one word!" The agent cried and said, "You don't allow us to mention your identity as the Miss of the Emperor Family. Can't we rely on ourselves?"
However, after looking at the business card, she finally put it back into her agent's hand and continued to make up for the last time.
But after the performance that night, the agent went backstage and found that Lita was no longer there.
He asked the staff, "She changed her clothes and left just now."
"What? What are you talking about?"
The whole backstage was filled with the roar of the agent.
In a private villa in the west, beside a garden pool, four maids were standing side by side with towels, bathrobe, hot drinks, and other things.
Chloe sat on the lounge chair beside the swimming pool, staring blankly at Aman, who was swimming in the pool.
It was impossible to describe her surprise at this time.
Two bodyguards in diving equipment were also waiting aside. Just in case, they would immediately jump down and bring Aman over. Of course, for Aman, who was good at swimming skills and seemed to be a professional swimming player, his bodyguards would never have a chance to save him!
Aman's butterfly swim was very beautiful. His body sank and floated. He spread out his arms and waved them in the water. When he was on the water, she could see his extremely sexy figure. This made Chloe remember that when she first saw him before the wedding, he was also in the swimming pool at that time.
There was an uproar!
Aman broke out of the water and reached out to grab the support. The maids immediately went up to put on his bathrobe and dried his hair with a hair stand. Then Aman came over with a cup of hot coffee.
Seeing Chloe staring at him blankly, he sat aside. "Are you sure you don't want to go down?"
Chloe shook her head desperately.
"Even if I die, I will die in a warm place." She said, "The winter swimming is too cruel."
Aman smiled and came up from the swimming pool with a refreshing smell. "In fact, swimming is better than any movement."
That was why he was able to maintain such a good figure when he was over 30 years old. The eight abdominal muscles had never faded!
"You..." The corners of Chloe's eyebrows twitched twice, guessing what he meant. "Do you mean that I'm in poor shape and need to be tempered?"
She quickly made up her mind. "First of all, even if I practice, I'll run indoors... I can't swim."
Hearing her words, Aman drank half a cup of hot coffee and said with a chuckle, "Last time when someone went to my study to find that book, didn't he say that he was interested in the same topic as me? What's wrong? Don't you want to try swimming with me?"
"No." Chloe shook her head desperately again. Thinking of the current temperature of the water, her face changed. "In short, I can't swim!"
"I'll teach you."
"I don't want to learn it yet!" Chloe struggled to hold on to her cup of hot Keke and said, "In short, don't try to drag me down!"
"You should think about the joy in the water." Aman reminded her seriously and looked at him from the corner of his eyes. "For example, when you were in the bathroom with me..."
"Puff!"
Chloe spat out a mouthful of hot Keke.
This was their world of two people. Any ambiguous words could be said at any time.
For Aman, it was convenient for him not to have a child with him!
The maid next to her stood still.
Chloe's face warmed up, in case Aman would continue to talk about this topic. She hurriedly said, "Let's talk about it in summer. Let's talk about it in summer. I'll learn to swim with you when the weather is hot. I'm really afraid of the cold."
Aman gave her a tired look, and his tone was as sweet as melted sugar water. "Okay... I'll teach you in person."
Chloe held a hot cup and continued to drink. Her ears turned red little by little. "Well... let's go back to the room first. Don't catch a cold."
Aman didn't say anything. He put down the coffee, picked up Chloe, and walked into the villa.
After the exercise, he didn't seem to have enough energy to vent. After two hours of bedroom exercise, he put on his clothes and was ready to go down to deal with work.
Although he said that he had accompanied Chloe to the U.S. to treat the injury on his face, in his words, he had let go of the business of the Emperor, but because the U.S. was here, he had to deal with it nearby.
Chloe looked at Aman, who was dressed, and then looked at the villa. "Did you live here when you came to the United States for a meeting?"
"Otherwise, which woman do you think I went to spend the night with?" Aman said, "This villa is my property. I bought it here to deal with the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce here so that I can live here for a short time."
With Aman's current wealth, Chloe no longer wanted to complain about his strong property, so she was not surprised.
"I didn't expect..." Chloe sighed and lay on the bed. "I thought you might live in a hotel."
"It's not convenient to live in a hotel," Aman said, "Even if it's a hotel with the highest standard, there's still a possibility of exposure. After all, many media companies have cooperations with hotels."