Fu Nanli didn't manage to stop him in time. He let out a light tsk. you're too talkative.
Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment, then she tugged on his sleeve and whispered, " "Did you go that night?"
"Didn't my brother tell you?" Fu Cheng asked again.
Fu Nanli threw a glance at Fu Cheng, who hurriedly said, " "I won't disturb you guys anymore. I'll take my seat first."
"You went?" Wen Qiao asked again.
Fu Nanli lowered his gaze. Her fingers were tugging at his sleeve, her movements careful.
He leaned against the wall, grabbed her hand, and replied, " "Yes, I did."
"You're not just passing by. You're going to see my performance, aren't you?"
"Yes."
There were stars in her eyes, and she instinctively wanted to make her happy and smile.
"Then why did you say you didn't go?"
Fu Nanli didn't reply, and the two of them just stood at the entrance of the private room.
Inside, He Yan had heard Fu Nanli's voice earlier, but seeing that no one had come in, she stood up and walked towards the entrance. She immediately saw Fu Nanli leaning against the wall, his hand on the girl's waist.
This posture was extremely tender. His heart suddenly ached, and he forced out a smile."Nan Li, you're here, why didn't you come in?"
There was a hint of displeasure in Fu Nanli's gaze as he looked over, while he Yan's expression was slightly awkward.
He Juan walked over and grabbed her wrist. "Why do you care about him? He's willing to be all lovey-dovey with his little friend, so let them be affectionate for a while longer."
He was dragged away.
He Yan's face turned livid and her chest heaved.
"How many times do I have to repeat myself?" he Juan lowered his voice.
He Yan gritted her teeth and didn't say anything.
At the entrance, Fu Nanli was like a statue, not moving even though he Yan had come.
The lights at the entrance shone down, and the cool feeling of God seemed to be restraining the surging love for her.
"Then, was my performance that night good?"
"Yes."
my cheongsam belongs to my classmate's friend. Youyou did the makeup. It's retro. Youyou is very good at makeup. Does it look good? "
Fu Nanli's Adam's apple bobbed. He had taken a few photos and would take them out to look at them a few times every day. He wasn't just good-looking. He was really like a soul-snatching demoness, making it hard for one to control themselves.
He held her hand and led her into the private room, not responding to her directly.
After entering the private room, Fu Cheng said, " today, we're celebrating He Yan's winning the International jewelry competition award. Secondly, we're celebrating the fact that our little Wen is muyue.
"Muyue?" he Juan asked.
He Yan's limelight was instantly snatched away. Wasn't this meal specially prepared to celebrate her winning the award?
Wen Qiao hurriedly waved her hands. that ... It's not worth mentioning. There's no need to make a big fuss and celebrate.
Fu Nanli pressed down on her hand. how is it not worth mentioning? you're only nineteen, but you've already composed such a popular and well-known song. You're indeed talented. There's no need to be too humble.
"That's right, that's right," Fu Cheng agreed.
Fu Cheng even took out his phone, opened the music listening app, and clicked on " Jing Zhe. the few of them followed suit and admired the song composed by Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao obviously became the person in the limelight.
He Yan tightened her grip on the wine glass and gave Wen Qiao a meaningful look. This young lady was really good at stealing the limelight.
Wen Qiao moved closer to Fu Nanli's ear and whispered, " "Didn't you come here today to celebrate with He Yan? This isn't good, is it?"
"She probably won't mind," Fu Nanli said calmly.
Men, straight men, always underestimate women's competitiveness.
Even though Wen Qiao had a straight man's mentality, Lu Youyou's education made her feel that it wasn't a good thing to steal the limelight.