The queen's wife is too sultry

"I know how strong Grandpa Lu's tone was when he said those words to you, but I thought about it. Apart from announcing our status, I can't think of any other results that day that can be accepted by both you and me."

Lu Qing sat beside her, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Xie Chen frowned, put down the things in his hands, and asked, "Lu Qing, what are you hesitating about?"

"You were the one who brought up the breakup, didn't you? I thought you'd handle it well."

She pinched the center of her eyebrows, her expression becoming more and more haggard.

Just at the end of the year, the group's business suddenly increased, which made her a little tired of dealing with it, who had just returned to China and was not familiar with the working environment.

However, Lu Qing thought she was angry, and his heart instantly became guilty and uneasy, and the past also came to his mind uncontrollably, and even became clearer.

How he flew to Columbia to visit her, but on the quiet path of Columbia, he said that sentence to her in a sudden and calm tone.

"Thank you, why don't we just be ordinary friends."

Since then, Xie Chen has never taken the initiative to hold his hand, nor has he mentioned him in front of relatives and friends.

All the moments of intimacy between the two were fixed on the day when he said that sentence.

"Thank you, I'm sorry."

He whispered, "It's my fault that I didn't tell Grandpa earlier."

Xie Chen was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "I see, you are concerned about Grandpa Lu's body, aren't you?"

Lu Qing gave a very soft "hmm".

"His meaning is very clear. Before he dies, he must see you marrying into the Lu family."

Xie Chen was silent for a moment, then whispered: "But...you don't want to marry me, do you?"

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When Chen Chuxiao returned to the recording studio, except for the manager, the other staff had already left.

He inserted the key and pushed open the door. The loud snoring echoed in the recording studio one after another, forming a sharp contrast with the silent environment around him.

"..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, walked behind the manager, and called him.

The manager was lying on the table with headphones on, sleeping soundly, without any response.

Chen Chuxiao took a deep breath and slapped him on the back of the head.

The manager trembled all over, and bounced off the table with an "Aww".

"Damn, why did you come back? You scared me."

Chen Chuxiao glanced at him expressionlessly, "Wipe your saliva, it's almost like a river."

When the agent heard this, his face became hot, and he immediately turned around and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

"I thought you weren't coming back, so I told them to leave first. Brother Lei said that the version you recorded this afternoon is good, and you can use it directly."

"No, I didn't find all the feelings in the afternoon, and I need to re-record it again tomorrow..."

Chen Chuxiao sat down, put on his headphones, and listened to the new song he recorded in the afternoon.

The manager yawned and stood aside, looking at him.

His own singing sounded in his ears, and Chen Chuxiao listened expressionlessly.

Once, twice, three times... His eyes became colder and colder.

The manager noticed the change in his aura, and his face was inexplicable. Just as he was about to ask him what's wrong, Chen Chuxiao suddenly grabbed his earphones and threw them aside, with a gloomy and gloomy expression.

"Damn, what's wrong with you, why are you losing your temper?"

"I'm fine, don't bother me."

"Okay, little ancestor, I owe you."

The manager waved his hands helplessly, "It's getting late now, go back and rest quickly, we have to shoot the MV tomorrow, don't toss your body."

"If you want to go back, go back first, I will stay by myself for a while."

That's what he said, but the manager has taken him for several years, and more or less understands his stubborn character, after all, he is still worried about leaving him alone.

So he patted him on the shoulder and asked curiously:

"By the way, what is Mr. Lu anxiously calling you to do this afternoon?"

"Rescue."

"Save who?"

Chen Chuxiao glanced at him indifferently, "Why are you asking this?"

"Damn, can't I care about you? What kind of eyes do you have!"

The manager cursed and said, "Look, since I debuted, I have worried about so many things for you. If it wasn't for the fear that you would cause trouble, you would think that I would be happy to stay here in the middle of the night!"

"You can go, I didn't ask you to stay with me."

The manager took a deep breath, desperately endured the soaring anger in his heart, and smiled and said:

"Okay, I'm just meddling in my own business, that's fine."

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it. After taking a puff, he asked with the cigarette in his mouth:

"But having said that, Boss Lu really has nothing to say to you."

"Do you still remember the big man in the music scene before? If he hadn't played tricks, you wouldn't have any problems with your voice on the day of the competition."

Chen Chuxiao looked out the window and ignored him.

The agent chattered endlessly: "But since then, I haven't heard anything about him. I heard that Mr. Lu blocked him."

He approached Chen Chuxiao with a mysterious face, "You said Mr. Lu treats you so well, why exactly?"

"Could it be that you are his long-lost brother?"

Chen Chuxiao's heart jumped, and he said without emotion: "If you want to know, you can ask him yourself."

He stared at the manager's cigarette, and suddenly said, "Give me one."

"No." The manager immediately protected the cigarette in his pocket and looked at him warily:
"You eat this bowl of rice with your voice, can't you be more conscious?"

Chen Chuxiao snorted coldly, "Maybe I won't be able to eat this bowl of rice soon."

The agent froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing."

"Don't say anything unfavorable..." The manager frowned and hammered him, "You are developing well now. When this album is released now, the topic and popularity will definitely increase."

"And I heard from the producer that day that your last album has a high interest rate for winning the Mercury Best Male Singer Award next year. He is very optimistic about you."

Chen Chuxiao twitched the corners of his mouth, "You can believe his polite words."

The manager glared at him, "Can't you be more optimistic? A young man in his twenties, why are you so depressed every day!"

"Okay, okay, I didn't mean to talk about you, but to be honest, your musical talent is indeed the highest I have ever seen, believe me, in a few years, you will definitely become the most popular singer in the mainland .”

"Ah."

"Okay, I'm going back. My wife and children are still waiting for me at home. You should go back earlier."

The manager left with a sigh, leaving Chen Chuxiao sitting alone in the recording studio.