Chapter 130
Heart Stealer Young Master Bo
130 The International Music Queen, qingyue
Shi qinglanâs Red lips curled up slightly. I wonât consider it.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She gave the answer almost without thinking. She tilted her head, put the phone between her ear and shoulder, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
âPlease donât.â Nan zhiyue took off her sunglasses lazily.
Her alluring peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her charming face to look at the sun and raised her arm to her forehead.
She pouted her red lips. the last time you released a new album was last year. If you donât write a new song now, I curse you to be forgotten by your fans!
Shi qinglan wiped the foam off the corner of her lips.
She lowered her head and smiled. before Iâm forgotten by my fans, shouldnât you be worse off after being fired by your agency? â
Hearing this, Nan zhiyue suddenly turned over and sat up.
She bent one knee and placed her arm casually on her knee like a boss. Shi qinglan, you tricked me! she said.
âNo, I didnât.â The girl left the bathroom with a smile.
She climbed onto the soft bed and crossed her legs. donât you still have a few songs that havenât been released? just make do with them.
Nan zhiyue lay back on the beach chair lazily.
She crossed her long and fair legs and teased him, â itâs not your style to do this. Have you had any inspiration recently? â
âI donât lack money, so I donât want to do business.â Shi qinglan was calm.
Nan zhiyue almost vomited blood from anger at her reason.
She clutched her chest and took a long time to calm herself down before she gritted her teeth and said, â Shi qinglan, youâre an International Music Queen and a world-class songwriter. Are you doing great music just to make money? â
Shi qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes. isnât that so? â
She had come to Nan xiyue because she was short of money.
They were all members of the pure world Pavilion. As the worldâs largest organization, not only did the pure world Pavilion have the largest intelligence network, but it also took in top talents from all fields around the world.
Among them, Nan jiyue was accepted as-top manager. After understanding Shi qinglanâs financial needs, she did her best to promote the diva of the music industry-qingyue-who had fans all over the world.
This mysterious diva rarely held concerts, and the few times she appeared, she always wore a mask. No one knew who she was except for Nan xiyue.
No one else knew that fan Yin, the top lyricist and composer behind qingyue, was actually the heavenly Queen!
Nan zhiyue was speechless.
He really wanted to fly back to the country right now and beat her up, then lock her in the house, write songs, release albums, and plan a concert!
âI really donât want to talk to you right now.â
âIâm hanging up then.â
âDonât you dare!â Nan zhiyue almost crushed the sunglasses in her hand.
She knew Shi qinglan too well and knew that she was not short of money and had a creative style. then Iâll release the songs Iâve saved up in the past as a new specialty. Of course, I donât mind if you have new songs ~â
âNo, Iâm lazy.â Shi qinglan smiled sweetly.
She directly hung up Nan xiyueâs phone call, and after thinking for a moment, she added a text message: â donât even think about the concert, Iâm even lazier.
Nan zhiyue was speechless.
As a top manager, she was almost fired by the company because she couldnât get the International heavenly Queenâs new song to work!
She couldnât bear this hatred. She had to go back to China and make her drink!
She could not be the only one who knew about Shi qinglanâs one drop drunk!
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Bo chicheng carried the chocolate mousse upstairs.
He pushed open the bedroom door and realized that the girl was already awake. He laughed and asked, â why arenât you sleeping anymore? â
âI was woken up.â Shi qinglan touched her soft, fluffy hair. Her drowsy eyes made her look like she had just woken up.
Bo Yichengâs Red lips curled up slightly. do you want me to feed you? â
âWhat ...!â Shi qinglan was about to ask him how he was going to feed her when the man suddenly held the back of her head and lowered his head.
The sweet taste of chocolate mousse lingered in her mouth.
Bo Li Cheng whispered, â one more time? â