"How is that possible? Aren't the top few in the W Guild all foreign? ”

Yao Heng: "Wen Qiao abroad can also be acquainted. ”

Su Ying waved her hand: "This is impossible, where does Wen Qiao have so much ability?" How could she possibly know such a master? ”

Yao Heng clenched his fists, his conjecture was very likely to be true, at Su Ying's brother's wedding before, there should have been a high finger pointing at Wen Qiao.

Yao Heng was a little depressed, he also wanted to know such a master, but he didn't know how Wen Qiao met him.

-

Wen Qiao sent a message to SY [thanks for the help]

The other party was very cold, and only replied [no thanks], and then went offline.

Wen Qiao felt that Fang Duo's self-confidence was a little unusual early on, so he contacted SY to do her technical support and supervise Fang Duo's every move of the ticket sales background data.

Obviously, she expected it right, fortunately she invited sy, otherwise she would be held accountable afterwards, and a brazen lady like Fang Duo would not admit it.

Wen Qiao saw that her selfishness was about to explode, and she wanted to interview her.

It was because of the exposure of her 'silent' identity that the outside world became more curious about her.

Wen Qiao ignored it and took a taxi to Fu Nanli's apartment.

Fu Dagongzi was still busy with company affairs in Zhonghuan Group, and when he came out of the conference room, he vaguely heard several young female employees whispering something.

[Shang Fan posted on Weibo, saying that many media wanted to invite Mu Yue to be interviewed through him. ]

[I feel that Shang Fan and Mu Yue are really a good match]

As soon as the female employees finished speaking, they felt the cold prince's eyes glancing at them.

Fu Nanli's forehead jumped, took out his mobile phone, and entered his office, the Weibo app was also downloaded because he wanted to watch Wen Qiao's news, and when he searched for Shang Fan's page, he saw that he posted a Weibo

Shang Fan: Media people, don't look for me anymore, Teacher Mu Yue is low-key, I don't want to occupy public resources, I don't accept interviews, in addition, about Teacher Mu Yue's Turandot Concert Hall recital, I don't have a ticket at present, so I don't need to ask for a ticket.

Clicking on the comments, fans are helping him @Wincho, and it seems that his fans want them to be together.

Fu Nanli had an afternoon meeting, and he had a terrible headache, Wen Qiao sent a message, a picture, she was busy with dinner in his apartment, and asked him to go back to eat.

The depressed mood was slightly relieved.

-

In late spring, when Fu Nanli opened the door, she watered the flowers and plants on the terrace.

The light of dusk was soft, the butterfly blue and canna were plated with a light and gentle light, and Fu Nanli walked over with gentle steps.

Wen Qiao heard footsteps, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the man leaning against the door frame, looking at her for a long time.

She put down the watering can, walked over, and was taken into the arms of the man.

"Our tickets, within a minute, were all sold out." Only when she talked to Fu Nanli would she show the expression of a child begging for praise.

Fu Nanli rubbed her hair: "It's great, the show is the twenty-sixth, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"I'll go see you perform then."

Wen Qiao's heart sank: "Oops......"

Fu Nanli clasped her soft waist: "What's wrong?" ”

"I didn't leave you a ticket."

Fu Nanli squinted at her slightly: "What do you mean?" ”

"That small concert hall can only accommodate 1,000 people, and we put up a ticket for 1,000, and we forgot to save some for giving away."

With a tight grip on his waist, Wincho was forced to hold it to his chest, facing someone's anger.

"Didn't leave it for me either?"

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