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"Then you drive carefully." Mu Mian closed the door and waved at her, feeling that she was not fighting, snatching or throwing temper tantrums, Ling Yueran was quite suitable for her identity as a young and promising producer.

Ling Yueran watched her go up, took out her mobile phone, and the nanny of her parents' house sent a text message.

"He just came home, and lost his temper for a while, clamoring for wontons, but there is no flour at home."

Ling Yueran raised his eyebrows, and replied: "Aunt Chen is so late, you go to bed early, I'll go buy some supper for him."

She drove for quite a while to get home. Originally, her parents' house was far away from Huanzhi, and she came from Mu Mian's house even further away. It inevitably took some time. The house was deserted, and the huge living room was quiet with the lights turned off.

After turning on the light, she changed into her slippers and went in. She casually threw the car keys on the sofa. Aunt Chen had already fallen asleep. She looked at the schoolbag on the tea table, frowned slightly, and went upstairs with the supper in her hand.

Knock on the door directly, "Ling Yishi, eat."

There was no movement, she said again: "Hurry up, don't wait for me to open the door."

After about ten or 20 seconds, the door opened secretly, and a pale-faced boy stared at him with two eyeballs. If it wasn't for her own brother, she would probably treat him as a local Sadako and beat him up.

"Why do you look like you used to smoke opium, so young?" Ling Yueran looked at him with disgust, and forced the door open to enter.

All of a sudden, there was no cover, the boy was not short, reaching to Ling Yueran's shoulders, a junior high school boy was a giant, but he was very thin, and with that pale face he looked even weaker.

"My classmate asked me to drink a bowl of beer, and then I was very angry because I couldn't sleep." Ling Yi was frustrated and unwilling for a while, and started to eat the supper sent by his sister.

Ling Yueran looked at him with a frown, and patted his head, "You ran out to drink? Kid, you haven't turned sixteen yet, are you more courageous?"

"I only went there for my classmate's birthday, otherwise I wouldn't go out in this hot weather." His mouth was full of wontons, and he couldn't speak fluently. Ling Yueran sneered: "Then trouble you to go out at midnight next time." Is it okay to call home when you come back?"

"I think so too. Every time you don't answer the phone and your parents aren't at home, blame me?" He unceremoniously blocked back, Ling Yue was so angry that his teeth and hands were itchy, and he wanted to try this in the middle of the night. Should he not cry?

"Anyway, I don't go to school now. It's boring for me to be alone at home. Why don't I move to live with you, which is not far from my school."

"I don't like living with other people, you should die as soon as possible."

Ling Yueran poked his head, "Go to bed early after eating." Without looking back, the child Ling Yi grunted, biting the wonton wrapper as if venting his anger.

After a complicated night, no matter how complicated the interpersonal relationship is, no matter how dispirited and chaotic everyone is in the dark, we will continue to welcome a new day at dawn.

Mu Mian ran around for a long time, from the east of the city to the center of the city, and the few houses he looked at were not very satisfactory, either expensive or messy, anyway, there were no good things for cheap, and naturally there were no good houses.

"There are only so many houses here, and if they are spread out equally, the price is right, and you don't even think about where you can rent such a cheap room?"

The girl said earnestly, but Mu Mian hesitated, "I'll go back and think about it."

Seeing this, the girl was a bit annoying to say anything else, so I had to stop talking and watch her leave.

Mu Mian found a restaurant, went in, ordered a bowl of noodles, and rubbed his ankles. After running for a day, the heels of his legs felt swollen.

She said she would go home and think about it, but when she got home, she still called the girl to ask for a rent, because it was really hard to find, and if you look more, you might not even have the house.

The matter of the residence has been settled temporarily, and other matters can only be solved slowly.

She signed the contract with Jing Li, and the [-] yuan was also paid in advance. No matter how much Zhou Nan hated her, he would not treat her too much in terms of the [-] yuan and Huanzhi contract.

Huanzhi's Ling Yueran, although the rumors from the outside world are not very good, but there is nothing wrong with being serious and unbiased in his work, but his personality may be a bit difficult.

The move was also done early in the morning the next day. She paid more attention to the rent and chose to deposit one to one to pay. In case it is not suitable to get along with each other at that time, she can cancel the rent in advance.

The new roommate gave her the key and left. There are two rooms and one living room, sharing the kitchen and bathroom. The room is not big, but both rooms have balconies, which is why she thought about it quickly.

After she cleaned up for a long time, she finally finished it. The previous house was also moved away. Before going to bed at night, the new roommate did not come back. The door was locked, and she woke up lightly.

But anyway, I squeezed into the subway, and I really think it’s good to move. I used to squeeze traffic everywhere, not to mention, it was slow, but now the subway is crowded, not slow.

Arriving half an hour earlier than expected, she entered Huanzhi full of joy, but was suddenly blinded by a few luxury cars passing by the door, no matter how early it was, she couldn't be a person who didn't have to squeeze the subway.

Ling Yueran was sitting in the car, talking on the phone with Bluetooth, and glanced out casually while holding the steering wheel, and saw Mu Mian standing at the door, and was stunned for a while.

"It's so early today?" Ling Yueran got on the elevator and waited for Mu Mian, and asked casually, Mu Mian seemed in a good mood, "I've moved, so I can take the subway."

Ling Yueran and the others in the elevator were taken aback for a moment, they all looked at her with complicated eyes, Ling Yueran smiled flatly, "It's good."

"What?" Mu Mian followed Zhang Lu out, muttering, "What's wrong with taking the subway? You can't afford such an expensive car."

Zhang Lu laughed, "That's right, that's not something ordinary people can afford."

Although Ling Yueran didn't wake up at the company today, he was very busy since he started answering the phone early in the morning. Mu Mian played alone in the recording studio all morning, sang a song casually, and the studio teacher occasionally came to process some sound sources , did not have time to talk to her.

Mu Mian bought a new cup, put it next to the table, flipped through the previous documents twice, and the signatory below was Ling Yueran.

Every stroke of her handwriting is coherent, a little flamboyant yet delicate. Mu Mian wrote down her handwriting in her notebook. She was very good at copying since she was a child, but she was very stupid and couldn't innovate by herself. She also learned by rote , When you encounter mathematics, physics and chemistry, stop cooking.

For some reason, she felt that what she copied was very similar, but she always felt that something was missing, as if she could tell at a glance that the two characters were not written by the same person.

"Miss Mu, let's go eat." Zhang Lu hurried over to find her to go down for dinner, and Mu Mian hurriedly put down his notebook and followed her out.

"Is Boss Ling busy?"

"Well, at the end of today, and next month's Qixi Festival, many people are asking for singing."

Mu Mian was slightly taken aback, and immediately asked, "Who are there? Xu Qi?"

"Her?" Zhang Lu frowned suddenly, curled her lips as if hearing something funny and sarcastic, "She doesn't dare to die."

"What do you mean..." Mu Mian was about to ask, but Zhang Lu changed the topic and mentioned the names of several singers, "They had a good relationship with President Ling before and made an appointment, and you also made an appointment on Qixi Festival."

Mu Mian nodded, pursed her lips in panic, and sure enough, Zhang Lu's next sentence was, "Actually, I'm a little curious, why you don't get attention in Jingli, why do you let you sign Huanzhi? Generally, those who cooperate with Huanzhi are big name."

She spoke very straightforwardly, but without malice, she just stated a fact and expressed her curiosity.

Mu Mian smiled dryly, "Who knows, maybe Boss Jing Li watched my live broadcast."

Naturally, Zhang Lu wouldn't believe it anymore, she looked at her suspiciously, and didn't ask any more questions.

In the office, Ling Yueran hung up the phone, pinched the center of her brows tiredly, leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to rest for a while, after more than ten minutes, she got up and opened the drawer, took out a stack of papers to look at, the following The signatory of Party A is Mu Mian.

"Hey, Xingzhou." She dialed the phone, looked at Mu Mian's signature, frowned slightly and said, "Help me check someone..."