Chapter 92: Do You Think I Don't Want To?
Rakucho Media, 7th floor recording studio.
The recording engineer took off his headphones and nodded at Su Yimo opposite, "It's okay, it's very good." β
Su Yimo smiled with relief, after all, she had never learned to sing professionally, and she was worried that she would not be able to sing well.
The song "Difficult to Find Words" just recorded is an episode of a costume drama she just finished, and she has put a lot of effort into singing this song well.
As soon as Su Yimo came out of the recording studio, assistant Xiao Ai immediately handed over her thermos cup, "Sister Mo Mo has worked hard, you sang really well just now." β
Su Yimo took a sip of water and said with a smile: "Finally, the task has been successfully completed." β
"There will be no itinerary for the next two days, and Sister Mo Mo can rest at home. β
"Okay, then I'll give you two days off too. Su Yimo said, putting on her woolen coat, "Go back." β
Downstairs, Ye Xiaoyang's eyes kept staring at the revolving door of the hall, and his knuckled fingers knocked on the steering wheel one after another.
When he saw the familiar figure approaching, Ye Xiaoyang honked his horn and lowered the car window.
Su Yimo was startled by the sudden sound of "drip, drip", and subconsciously looked up.
Ye Xiaoyang beckoned to her in the car and motioned for her to come over.
Su Yimo was slightly stunned, why did he come?
Ye Xiaoyang saw that she was still in place, slightly displeased, if he wasn't worried about the paparazzi, he would have gotten out of the car and dragged someone to the co-pilot.
With another whistle, Su Yimo came back to her senses and walked over reluctantly.
"Night-time. β
"Get in the car. β
"What?"
Ye Xiaoyang pointed to the co-pilot's position and said, "Don't let me say it a second time." β
Su Yimo pursed her lips and said to Xiao Ai behind her: "You go back by yourself first, you have been relaxed for the past two days, and you don't have to look for me if you have nothing to do." β
As Su Yimo's assistant, Xiao Ai also knew more or less about her private affairs, so she was not surprised to see her top boss.
handed the bag to Su Yimo, nodded, and said, "Okay, Sister Momo, you should also pay attention to resting more." β
After getting into the car, Su Yimo suppressed the boredom in her heart and said lightly: "What's the matter with Mr. Ye's looking for me?"
Ye Xiaoyang didn't answer, but said, "Seat belt." β
"Huh?"
Ye Xiaoyang glanced at her lightly, pressed his seat belt buckle, propped his right hand on her side, and leaned over to pull out the co-pilot's seat belt.
For his sudden approach, Su Yimo's eyes widened, she held her breath, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
It wasn't until he heard a "click" sound, the buckle was inserted into the lock pin, and Ye Xiaoyang returned to his position, that Su Yimo blinked and breathed a long sigh of relief.
There was still a faint mint fragrance between her noses, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot, Su Yimo rolled her eyes, and silently despised herself in her heart.
Ye Xiaoyang took in her little expression, hooked her lips, fastened her seat belt, and started the car.
"Where are you going to take me?" asked Su Yimo.
"Eat. β
"Can I not go?"
Ye Xiaoyang stared at the road ahead and did not speak.
Yes, Su Yi Mo Nunu mouth, this is not negotiable.
The black Mercedes-Benz stopped outside a high-end Western restaurant, and Su Yimo was just about to get out of the car, but was held down by Ye Xiaoyang's shoulder, and then took out a individually wrapped mask, "Do you want others to recognize you?"
...... "Then don't bring me here, Su Yimo slandered, but he could only obediently put on the mask."
The independent private room on the sixth floor, decorated in warm colors, is simple and high-end, the lighting is dim, and the elegant and light music makes people relax.
Su Yimo quietly cut the steak, which is her habit all along, and cut all the steak before eating.
Ye Xiaoyang looked at her leisurely expression, thought of the information that Yan Zhexu had found, and asked, "Don't you need to explain it to me?"
"Huh?" Su Yimo was a little confused, "Explain what?"
Ye Xiaoyang's eyes narrowed, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said the word "fiancΓ©" word by word.
"Smack..."The knife fell on the porcelain plate, and Su Yimo's eyes were filled with disbelief, "How do you know?"
Ye Xiaoyang sneered, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, "Your information is clearly written." β
Su Yimo frowned slightly, who spread this matter? Chen Huiya? Or Su Yifei?
"You investigate me?"
"That's not the point. β
Su Yimo took a sip of red wine and said lightly: "My father's company is short of funds, 200 million, and sold me to Mr. Du." β
Seeing her so light-hearted, Ye Xiaoyang was a little annoyed, "Then you will obediently marry an old man who is more than twenty years older than you?"
Su Yimo didn't understand why he was angry, but Ye Xiaoyang's questioning tone made her very unhappy, and mocked: "Then what can I do?"
His eyebrows furrowed silently, and Ye Xiaoyang's tone was very light, "You can completely refuse." β
"Refusal?" Su Yimo lowered her eyes and whispered in a muffled voice: "Do you think I don't want to?"
"Since I can remember, Mama Lin has been by my side to take care of me, Mama Lin has a son named Liu Zhi, who is a street gangster, although Mama Lin said that she should not have him as a son, but I know that she is still worried in her heart, after all, which parent does not love their children?"
Yes, whose parents don't love their children? But his good father sold him to an old man of bad character for money.