Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 68 Self-righteous bastard

It was a sunny day, but Meng Yinyin felt the chill pouring down her head.

She shivered with cold.

Looking up, I saw that Song Tingyue's handsome face, which was disastrous to the country and the people, had turned black.

Oh no!

She did it again!
Meng Yinyin just wanted to find a doctor to sew her mouth shut.

Don't say what should be said and should not be said.

Her only wish is to live.

"Say it again!" Song Tingyue's voice was as cold as if he had just been taken out of the refrigerator.

She said it again.

Meng Yinyin opened her innocent eyes, and asked pretending to be confused: "Did I say something? I didn't say anything. You must have heard it wrong. Kidney deficiency is prone to auditory hallucinations. You'd better find a doctor to check it out." .”

I was single just now, and now I have kidney deficiency.

May I ask how a single dog suffers from kidney deficiency?

Song Ting gave Meng Yinyin a cold look, opened the car door and got in before she was mad at her.

Huh, it's dangerous!

Meng Yinyin took a sharp breath, opened the door and got in the car.

"Please take me to Xicheng Paradise Street. My friend is waiting for me there. You don't have to accompany us. You can go on your own."

Meng Yinyin got in the car and sent a message to Haina with her mobile phone: [Sister Na, I'm here. 】

【Come on, I'm in the studio. 】

【it is good. 】

[We finalized the tracks of the new album today and started recording next week. 】

【How about the two songs I sent you yesterday? 】

[Yes, I have a hunch that your new album will be a hit, so don't be nervous and sing well. 】

【Well, I'm not nervous. 】

Meng Yinyin only cared about chatting with Haina and didn't talk to Song Tingyue at all.

Song Tingyue glanced at her a few times and saw that she was holding the mobile phone and typing like flying, with a sullen face and did not speak.

At the destination, Meng Yinyin opened the door and got out of the car.

She wanted to say something polite, but before she could open her mouth, Song Tingyue stepped on the gas pedal.

Bugatti Veyron gallops away.

Meng Yinyin curled her lips.

It's rude not to say goodbye.

Self righteous jerk.

In just ten days, the studio has changed a lot. It is industrial style, simple and clear, and looks very individual.

Although it is a studio, there is only Hana alone.

Meng Yinyin's identity has not been disclosed to the public, and she does not need assistant bodyguards to hug her.

Hana said: "Yinyin, I found you an assistant, look..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Meng Yinyin flatly refused: "Sister Na, I don't need an assistant, thank you for your kindness."

Meng Yinyin closed her eyes, and the bloody scene appeared in her mind again.

Hina showed a sad face: "Yinyin, I thought you had let go."

"I can't let it go in my life."

Meng Yinyin closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously.

Someone died for her, how can she let go.

The person who died should have been her.

"Okay, I'll work harder if I'm the only one." Haina patted Meng Yinyin's back and comforted her: "It's over, don't think too much, and sing well."

"Ok!"

Meng Yinyin picked up the new song she wrote and hummed it softly to see if there was anything else that needed to be revised.

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came from the door: "Sister Na, Sister Na..."

"It's Zhou Tianqi!" Haina jumped up, trying to rush out to close the door.

Meng Yinyin also panicked, looking for masks everywhere.

As a result, before the mask was found, Zhou Tianqi had already walked in.

Seeing that it was too late to close the door, Haina quickly stepped in front of Meng Yinyin to prevent Zhou Tianqi from seeing her face.

(End of this chapter)