Losing his mind

"Where did you go in the beginning?" Lu Youyou tactfully took the lute from Wen Qiao's hands and retreated with the others.

Only Zhuang Yan was still standing at the side, unable to move.

Lu Youyou pulled him. let's go.

Go, there's no place for you here, and it's inappropriate for you to be standing here. Don't make yourself unhappy.

Zhuang Yan's palms turned cold as Lu Youyou pulled him away. He turned back and saw Wen Qiao's hand on Fu Nanli's waist.

They were so well-matched.

Indeed, there was no longer a place for him. He had personally given that position to someone else.

The audience was leaving, and the venue went from a hubbub of voices to gradually quieting down. It took about ten minutes.

The red curtain was cast behind her, and the warm yellow lights on the stage covered her vaguely. It was as if they were the only two people left in the small theater.

"Why weren't you here at the beginning?" She asked again.

Fu Nanli's calloused hand caressed her face gently. something came up at the company, so I went out to make a call.

Wen Qiao's makeup today was unbelievably beautiful, just like the most delicate orchid in the greenhouse.

Her beauty was like the broken wings of a butterfly, so beautiful that it was fragile, so fragile that it touched his heart.

Wen Qiao placed both her hands on his waist. how was my performance? "

Fu Nanli pulled her out. His car was parked at the back door of the theater. She was still wearing the traditional Chinese clothing, as if she had traveled through time and space. She was pulled into a luxury car by a man in a suit and leather shoes.

"How was my acting?"

Wen Qiao felt that Fu Nanli was a little distracted, and she knew that Zhuang Yan had probably made him unhappy.

"It's pretty good." The man held her fingers and sat upright, exuding a cold and distant aura.

Wen Qiao held his hand. if I told you I only found out about Zhuang Yan's existence before my performance, would you believe me? " she asked.

Fu Nanli was exasperated. Did he believe that?

He believed her evil!

Seeing that the man was silent, Wen Qiao moved closer to him and betrayed her best friend, Lu Youyou. Youyou arranged it. I really didn't know anything. She said that she wanted to promote the great integration of Chinese and Western music. Also, if we perform together with Western music, we can effectively compete with Fang duo's new Folk Music Club.

Fu Nanli reached out and tugged at his tie. His gaze was still dark, and he still didn't say a word.

Wen Qiao felt a little helpless. How was she going to convince him?

She was at her wit's end.

When he pounced over to kiss her, Wen Qiao was shocked. In her daze, she heard him say,'haven't you learned how to make me happy?'

His kiss was almost gnawing.

He seemed to be punishing her.

The car sped along the road. Old Hu did not see that even a cold person like young master would lose his mind in anger.

It was really strange.

The car drove to the young master's apartment and stopped. Without saying a word, old Hu quickly retreated. The people in the car were still hugging and kissing. If he said anything, the young master would definitely roll his eyes.

A day later, Wen Qiao's performance was widely circulated on the internet. The performance was very exciting, and the most exciting part was Wen Qiao and Zhuang Yan's cooperation. Some fans had posted a direct video on the internet, and the netizens were praising the performance, and a wave of likes spread on the internet.

On the other hand, Fang duo and the others 'performance.

Relying on Fang duo's identity as a folk singer, the people who went were basically otakus who wanted to suck up to her.

She kept saying that she wanted to promote folk music, but the ones who really made it out of the industry didn't rely on her music, and the response wasn't as strong as Wen Qiao and the others.

Miss Fang lost her temper every day, and everyone around her suffered.