Lately, he's been controlling himself, which is already a big step forward.

Even now, he didn't touch the button.

Or, he's already tasting and slowly moving on from the pain of loss.

At this time, how could she take him to see Jun Qing again, I was afraid that she would ...... Not a wise choice.

"It's okay, I ......"

"I thought about it, let's go to sea, I really want to go to the stars." Feng Nuan hugged his arm and shook it, "Okay?" ”

"Good ——!"

The wind smiled and smiled, and his face was full of affection.

"Let's go!"

The brother and sister stepped out of the elevator together and got into the windy car.

When the car drove out of the parking lot of the building, the FedEx staff also drove the car into the parking lot, carried the express on the car into the building and delivered it to the company's mailroom.

Subsequently, the staff in the mailroom sorted the documents and sent them to different sections.

Finally, the envelope with Feng Shen's name on it was delivered to Feng Shen's assistant Joe's office.

"Boss's email!"

Joe took the mail and glanced at the address on it.

The address is the address of a hotel, and the category column says "Show Tickets".

Joe wanted to open it and take a look, but the phone on the desk was about to ring, so he casually put the mail aside.

By the time he finished the work at hand and finally had time to come back to work on the mail, it was almost time to leave work.

Unwrapping the courier and taking out the invitation inside, Joe's gaze fell on the delicate envelope invitation and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Nuan likes music, and in order to do what he likes, Feng Shen often buys tickets for some concerts or related performances for her.

Joe naturally took these two tickets as if they were bought by Feng Shen, and immediately put the tickets back in the envelope.

After simply cleaning up the table, he took a few documents and performance tickets in his hand and went downstairs, and drove to the villa where the wind sank.

Feng Shen and Feng Nuan had not yet returned, so he went upstairs to put his things in Feng Shen's study, and explained to the housekeeper when he parted.

"When Mr. comes back, remember to remind him that I will also put his courier on the desk."

"Okay."

The housekeeper smiled.

……

……

Night.

Broadway.

Figures jumped.

The Chinese musical has been staged in Broadway's largest theater for less than a week, and this is also the first time in the history of Broadway.

Two hours before the start of the performance, reporters had already heard the news.

These reporters are not only local reporters, but also some reporters who have traveled from the imperial capital and China.

Junqing successfully launched the domestic musical this time, which is also a historic beginning for the domestic performance market.

The car stopped at the entrance of the theater, and Lu Wenqing opened the side door of the hall.

Emperor Lin, who was dressed in a formal suit, got out of the car, bypassed the car to help Jun gently pull the car door, and helped Jun Qing, who was dressed in a silver suit, out of the car.

At such a glorious historic moment for his wife, of course he, as a husband, cannot be absent.

Although she had just taken over the Emperor's Clan, she had a lot to do, so Emperor Lin flew over early in the morning to help her prepare for tonight's performance.

The two got off the bus with Mr. Webb, the owner of the theater, and his wife, and the four of them walked up the stairs together to the theater.

In the VIP seats, the bigwigs who were invited to come have almost arrived eighty percent.

Jun walked over with Emperor Lin's arm and chatted with everyone he knew one by one, but a pair of eyes naturally looked at the seat in the middle.