Bai Feng put the CD into the audio equipment with a puzzled face, and pressed the play button at the same time.

The sad and melancholy piano music gradually rose, Bai Feng's eyes lit up at first, and then he sang softly along with the melody.

At the end of the song, the next song suddenly changed its style, fresh and natural, cheerful and playful.

"Do you like it?"

At the end of the play, Wen Soft asked with a smile.

Bai Feng didn't speak, walked straight to Wen Soft's side, and hugged her gently, "I like it very much." ”

"Bai Feng," Wen Soft paused, and said in a low voice: "This time, no matter what happens again, I will not give up halfway through." ”

Zhou Anqian's words completely woke up Wen Rou that day, if she allowed herself to continue to be decadent, I am afraid that she would soon become a waste person that everyone hates.

The dream of picking up music again, there is fear and anxiety in Wen Soft's heart, but more than that, he is determined.

"I remember what you say, and I won't forgive you if you lie to me again. ”

Bai Feng pursed his mouth, revealing a shy expression that would only be revealed when he was close to someone.

Wen Soft nodded solemnly: "Hmm." ”

The birthday party was full of Bai Feng's friends in the music field, many of whom were accomplished in the music industry.

Wen Rou had a good conversation with these like-minded people at the party, and when she was happy, she inevitably pushed the cup and changed the lamp.

As the night deepened, Bai Feng sent Wen Rou downstairs, looked at her red cheeks, and said uneasily, "It's better to stay with me for one night." ”

Wen smiled softly and waved his hand, "No, the driver is already waiting downstairs, Bai Feng, you go back." ”

Bai Feng glanced at the elevator that was going down, and sighed helplessly and hugged Wen Soft's swaying body, "Be careful." ”

She smiled softly and lowly until she left the unit building, and the cool breeze blew on her face, finally making her return to a trace of clarity.

smiled and waved goodbye to Bai Feng, and got into the car softly, but before the car started, she had fallen asleep.

It wasn't until the car stopped firmly in the courtyard of Fu's house again that Wen Ruan sat up in a daze.

Got out of the car slowly, swayed softly left and right to the living room.

"Madame, you are back. Mother Wu, who was originally standing on the side and was drowsy, immediately greeted Wen Rou after seeing it, and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Fu is here." ”

It's just that Wen Rou at this time still understands her hints, stretches out his hand to hook Wu's mother's back, and shouts in a daze: "Go, Wu's mother, I'll play the piano for you." ”

I couldn't help but say that I pulled Wu's mother into the piano room, and when she sat in front of the piano softly, her hands didn't move.

When Fu Tingxiao appeared at the door of the piano room, he beckoned to Wu's mother with a heavy face.

Mother Wu glanced at Wen Rou worriedly, and left the piano room lightly.

Ten seconds later, Fu Tingxiao sat down behind Wen Soft.

Squinting slightly, Fu Tingxiao stared at the soft side face, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

Suddenly, the sleepy soul sitting in front of the piano burst out between the electric light and flint, the fingertips flowed, the passionate melody poured into the ear drums, echoing in the heart, but when all this was about to reach its peak, everything returned to calm, passionate and gentle, between the ups and downs of the tune, the expression on Wen Qing's face was like - indifferent and serious.

At this moment, Fu Tingxiao saw a gentleness that was completely different from his impression.

"Mama Wu, do you like this song?" asked softly at the end of the song.

Fu Tingxiao frowned and replied simply, "Hmm." ”

The drunken gentleness didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and he shrugged his shoulders and said in a lost tone: "But I don't think that's enough, I need to work harder to compete with those who don't have defects." ”

Flaw......

Fu Tingxiao's eyebrows tightened again, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Don't be presumptuous, you can play ......"

"Fu Tingxiao?" he got up softly and suddenly, and even the chair under him was brought to the ground with a dull sound.

Worried that Wen Rou would trip over the chair, Fu Tingxiao stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"It's really Fu Tingxiao, alas. The soft hand touched the bruised arm back and forth, and said with a light smile.

Fu Tingxiao smelled the smell of wine and frowned with a little disgust, "I'll take you back to the bedroom." ”

Wen Rou didn't cooperate, struggling to pull his hand out, and his mouth was still vibrating: "I don't want to go back with you!"

"The baby is asleep. Fu Tingxiao slowly spit out four words, successfully grasping the soft underbelly.

So, Wen Rou, who was extremely uncooperative just now, stopped shouting, and grabbed Fu Tingxiao's hand and went upstairs cautiously.

Returning to the soft bed, he turned over after a soft mutter, and one person almost occupied the entire bed.

Fu Tingxiao looked at the only small piece of space left on the bed, his eyes darkened, but in the end he reluctantly lay down along the edge of the bed.

The next day, early in the morning

Splitting headaches......

This was the first thought that popped into Wen Soft's mind after opening her eyes, and then everything about last night appeared in her mind very clearly.

Leaning on the bed board, he raised his hand and slapped his forehead, and sighed softly.

The only thing that is fortunate is that when Wen Rou went downstairs, Fu Tingxiao had already left the Fu house.

Sitting at the dining table, Wen Soft frowned, faintly worried that Fu Tingxiao would restrict her from going out again because of last night's incident.

"Mother Wu, how is Thunder Owl feeling this morning?" After some confusion, Wen Soft asked Mother Wu.

Mother Wu frowned and thought for a while: "It's no different from weekdays. ”

"Oh. Secretly relieved in his heart, he continued to drink the fragrant white porridge softly, but he never understood Fu Tingxiao's thoughts in his heart.

However, Fu Tingxiao didn't seem to care about her drunkenness, and even in the next few days, he didn't take the initiative to mention the events of that night.

The stone hanging high in Wen Soft's heart finally landed, and at the same time, the preparatory stage of the new song had ended, and Wen Soft took two days to go to a professional recording studio with Bai Feng to record.

And the two pieces presented to Bai Feng are also in the lyrics stage, and they can be published and put on the shelves after they are over.

After this period of intensive interaction, the baby's resistance to softness gradually disappeared, and he often took the initiative to let her hold it.

Everything seems to be developing in a good direction, but just when life is calming down, a news broke by the paparazzi once again disturbed the soft life.

When the news was exposed, Wen Rou was coaxing the baby to sleep, and at the end of the day, she told Wu's mother that she always felt that she was a little unnatural.

"What's wrong with you?" asked softly as she closed the door.

"It's nothing," Wu's mother quickly diverted the topic, "I'll send you back to your room to rest for a while." ”

"No, I'll do it myself. Wen Soft returned to the master bedroom and sat on the sofa as usual to listen to the daily news.

"It is reported that the termination of the contract between Fu and JM Group is the rumored fact that the wife of the president of Fu was almost ...... in the process of negotiating with JM."