100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2127 Take the opportunity to inquire
She didn't take off her make-up completely, just pulled off the false eyelashes, because she was leaving and didn't want to make it too pompous.

Then he took the bag and got up, looked at the middle-aged man, and said politely, "Mr. Tan, I'm leaving first, and I will call you before I come."

"it is good."

Yingzi smiled at him, took a step outside, and left without looking back.

Mr. Tan sighed lightly, with a serious expression on his face, and then quickly came to the dressing room next door, "Zhang Li, go and sing!"

"Okay, Mr. Tan."

Uncle Wen, who was walking towards the backstage, saw Yingzi entering the elevator, so he stopped.

After entering the elevator, the girl turned around and pressed the number keys, and the door closed slowly. She didn't notice Uncle Wen.

But Uncle Wen really saw this face clearly.

That's right, it's her, that's her...

After a while, Mr. Tan walked over here, he was puzzled, "Assistant Wen, why are you backstage?"

"When did Miss Yingzi come here?"

Mr. Tan was a little surprised, and asked with a smile, "Is Assistant Went interested in her?"

"No." Uncle Wen also smiled, "The song is not bad, so I couldn't help asking."

The two walked out, and Mr. Tan said in a good mood, "Yeah, she sings very well, so I am very popular here in the past six months. Many people who listen to the songs come to her, but What about her? It’s not like she sings every night, depending on her mood, she can come whenever she wants, and she won’t come if she doesn’t want to, this has become a feature of our place.”

"Half a year?" Uncle Wen caught a key word, "Has she been here for half a year?"

"Yes."

Uncle Wen and Mr. Tan came to the service area of ​​the Qing bar. Mr. Tan saw the seats where they had sat at a glance, "Where is Mr. Mu?" There were cocktails on the table, but it was empty.

"He's gone, there are some things to deal with temporarily."

"Oh, do you still have a drink?" Mr. Tan sent out the invitation, "I'm treating you, let's have a drink?" He looked at the girl in the middle of the stage, "This Zhang Li is also good at singing, and Ying Zi didn't come before." At that time, Zhang Li was the pillar, the most popular."

Uncle Wen thought, why don't we take this opportunity to have a chat?
"Okay."

Then the two walked towards the booth by the window, and the waiter handed over a pastry and two glasses of wine, "Mr. Tan, Assistant Wen, please use it slowly."

In the center of the stage with dreamy lighting, a girl in smart and fashionable clothes is holding a microphone and singing. She sings with great dedication and beautiful voice.

The beautiful spotlight hit her, attracting the attention of all the guests in the audience.

"Wandering alone with emotions, looking at the cars and people on the road, I suddenly want to ask you, who is lucky to be by your side, leaning on the shoulders that should belong to me, stop worrying about how he is doing , it doesn’t mean that you should turn over the page and forget about it after crying…”

Her singing voice is sweet with a feeling of emptiness, and she is very emotional, singing into people's hearts.

Uncle Wen's eyes also fell on her, "This girl is not bad, but she seems to have two different styles from Miss Yingzi."

"Yes, each has its own characteristics." Mr. Tan said as he reported his work, "The development of Qingba in the past two years has been quite good, and it is a place for healing."

"Yeah." Uncle Wen took a sip of his cocktail, and he returned to the topic, "What's the background of your pillars?"

"You mean Miss Sakurako?"

"Ah."

Mr. Tan thought he was inspecting work, so he reported everything he knew to him.

"She came here to apply for a job half a year ago. There seems to be an accident at home and she needs money urgently, so she doesn't have much time. Because she can sing well, many clients come here..."

Here, the chat between Mr. Tan and Uncle Wen is still going on.

The singing in the middle of the stage also continued.

On the way of the Maybach to Xingfu Lane, Mu Yijun was sitting in the driver's cab, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and resting the other hand on the open window. Broken hair.

With fingers lightly resting on his chin, his eyes looking forward are always deep.

There are singing voices wafting in my ears, and the timbre is clean and pleasant.

"What do you use to fill the gap in missing? In the ups and downs of life, I shed tears secretly, can you tell who clearly, everyone who has loved and left, will miss them when they look up, if youth is not old face, may it never change..."

Listening to the song, driving the car, he lost his mind...

Suddenly, the cars in front of him stopped, and he stepped on the brakes.

It wasn't a traffic light intersection, but the cars formed a long queue and got stuck.

Mu Yijun regained his senses, looked out the window, and almost arrived at Xingfu Lane.

With the singing still lingering in his ears, he took his hands off the steering wheel, with a faint expression on his handsome face.

"If losing is suffering, are you afraid of giving? If falling is suffering, do you still want to be happy..."

He frowned, hesitated while holding the phone, but finally didn't call her.

On the way here by car, he thought a lot. From the day they met, his car splashed her with dirty water, he accompanied her to buy clothes, and he met her who was being ridiculed in the company... a fate The seeds were sown.

Yes, he likes this girl, that's undeniable.

……

The same night, Happiness Lane, the former Shijia.

After Tang Tang took a shower, she was alone in the bedroom on the second floor, with warm yellow lights.

Sitting on the bed with the dream catcher he gave her in a daze, with the light feathers and beautiful beads, she still vaguely remembers the scene when he gave her the dream catcher, the door lock was broken and he entered without invitation, He also kindly brought her breakfast.

After thinking for a while, she sighed softly and released the dream catcher.

Tang Tang remembered the tombstone he saw in the backyard of his house today, and the tombstone clearly stated Mu Yijun's mother.

She was shocked by his identity, why did he deliberately conceal it?

She couldn't understand this question at all.

night, silence...

She frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of every detail of getting along with him.

From the dog blood on the day they met, to helping her out in the company, to helping him block the knife on the day he met the gangster, and his arm was injured.

On the night of the power outage, he happened to call. She was afraid, so he rushed over immediately, and slept with her on this bed all night without incident.

He buys medicine for her bruxism and always reminds her to take it on time.

He was also helping with the transfer of annual leave, right?
Fainted at home, he ran all the way to Yuanjiang Hospital to see her, and went to pick her up specially.

From this point of view... He also won the only place in the design competition this time for her?

Thinking back to the scene that day, Director Han's lottery method, in front of everyone in the design department, how could it be possible to play tricks?
Thinking about it, she remembered that night again, he moved the quilt to sleep on her bed, saying that he wanted to hear if her bruxism was better.

Although nothing happened, he didn't even touch his hand, and he didn't see him when he woke up the next day, so I don't know when he got up.

But thinking about this kind of close contact now, it also makes people's cheeks warm.

Oh my god, there are so many details in my relationship with him unconsciously.

It was the first time for her to go to a nursing home and an orphanage, and it was her first time to ride a large truck, and he helped her get on and off the car.

Thinking of these moments now, her heartbeat is a little disordered...

(End of this chapter)