Madam, she proposes to remarry every day

Chapter 455 Writing Songs
The wind howled outside the window, and the whimpering in the room gradually became clearer, and it did not subside for a long time.

……

Ye Qingzhou came to the supermarket to buy something in person with her stomach full. When she was picking up something, she accidentally dropped it on the ground. She just wanted to bend her knees to pick it up, but someone picked it up at the dinner party in front of her.

The one who helped her pick things up was none other than Yu Zimu.

"Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask why you are here alone? What if you accidentally bump into a big belly?"

Ye Qingzhou lowered her eyes and looked at her swollen belly. In a blink of an eye, it has been two months since Lu Yubai passed away.

Yu Zimu sighed, "Whatever you want, I'll help you."

"That's all, nothing else." She just took two things.

Yu Zimu took the other one from her hand, "Then I'll take it for you, let's go." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the cashier.

Ye Qingzhou struggled to follow behind with his waist supported.

Yu Zimu was paying at the cash register, Ye Qingzhou pulled him, "I'll do it myself."

"It's not a lot of money, who pays the difference?"

Ye Qingzhou let go of his hand. It is true that there is not much money, and he just needs to send him a red envelope at that time. No matter how much it is, it is not good to owe others.

After the cashier packed the things for him and handed them to him, he turned around and reached out to Ye Qingzhou, "May I help you?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, "No, I can go by myself."

"You walk so hard, it will be better if I help you." He said, regardless of Ye Qingzhou's obstruction, he insisted on helping her.

Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to let him help him.

Unexpectedly, the cashier misunderstood, and she said, "Sir, you are so kind to your wife."

Ye Qingzhou quickly explained, "No, he's not..." Before he finished speaking, Yu Zimu helped her to go out.

He whispered in her ear, "explain something to a stranger."

Ye Qingzhou: "..."

After coming out of the supermarket, Yu Zimu personally opened the car door for her and helped her sit in, "I'll take you home."

Ye Qingzhou: "..."

On the road, it was unbelievably quiet.

Ye Qingzhou kept looking down at her stomach.

Yu Zimu glanced at the rearview mirror, seeing her overflowing maternal love, he couldn't help but ask, "What are your plans for the future?"

"I don't have any plans, let's talk about it after the baby is born."

Yu Zimu nodded and said nothing more.

When he got home, Yu Zimu saw a lot of papers on the table in the living room, which seemed to be songs written by Ye Qingzhou.

He randomly picked one up and glanced at it.

This one is the music score, and another one is the lyrics, and then merge the lyrics and score.

But they should all be waste manuscripts. Every one he saw was crossed by her.

Ye Qingzhou poured him a glass of water, "They are all useless manuscripts, what's there to see?"

"Do you want to come back?"

Ye Qingzhou shook her head, "I won't come back in a short time, I just want to post a song."

"What song is it?"

Ye Qingzhou was silent.

What song is it……

Naturally it was about love, about the relationship between her and Lu Yubai.

It's just that she didn't expect that it would be so difficult to write.

She couldn't write at all.

She has never written a song about love before, but now she writes about love, but she is afraid to write, she is afraid that the love about Lu Yubai will be written too small in a few words.

Seeing her silence, Yu Zimu suddenly understood, he put down the draft, "Then I'll look forward to your song first."

Ye Qingzhou nodded and said nothing.

It's been a long time since she asked about the entertainment industry. Apart from going to work every day, she was at home to raise her baby with peace of mind. She didn't know that Tong Yun brought by Ji Fan had become popular.

It seems to be because of a character who has amazed many people after appearing for a few seconds.

(End of this chapter)