The end note of Bai Wuwu's painting slowly fell. Yan Muye slowly approached him, her long eyelashes narrowed: "What is the purpose of your money?" ”

"I don't know, maybe I'm looking for something to do. But now, if my beautiful sister needs me, I will definitely stand up without hesitation and be your strong backing, at all costs. ”

"Then why are you being so nice to me?" This question is Yan Muye's curiosity.

Yan Muye's voice is like the most beautiful tone from the cello, and his eyes are as clear as wine. Because the distance between the two people was too close, Yan Muye looked up at her, and Bai Wuwu could also smell the faint fragrance on her body, and he was caught off guard by his snort, which made his heart beat a little inexplicably.

For a while, Bai Wuwu suddenly didn't know how to answer this question, there seemed to be no answer, and there seemed to be many, many answers.

But whether it was the former or the latter, when Bai Wuwu really said it from his heart, he still gave up.

Because I really don't know what to say, sometimes you want to be nice to someone, just want to be nice to her. At first, I didn't think about asking for anything from him, and in the end, I didn't want him to give anything. It's not about satisfying others, it's about satisfying yourself. Satisfy that feeling in your heart, and that desire to do it. Hope.

The person couldn't answer before the meeting, but his face was a little red, and Yan Muye cleared his throat: "Eh, I secretly ask you a question, are the two of us related?" Is Bai Wuwu your stage name, or your real name? ”

"My name is Yan Muye, do you also have the surname Yan with me?" When Yan Muye asked these two sentences, there was some curiosity in his eyes.

"No, no, no, the two of us are not related by blood. Bai Wuwu is my name, my real surname is Bai. ”

Yan Muye: "Oh, okay then, I thought the two of us were related by blood. Because you are really like my brother, I have a gut feeling that I seem to subconsciously think of you as family and want to protect you. ”

Speaking of which, Yan Muye continued to get busy. She wants to protect him because he is her own family.

…

Except for the sound of Yan Mu being busy, everything around was quiet. Even the quiet Bai Wuwu could hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

Every heartbeat was so loud, and with each beat, an unknown feeling in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Bai Wuwu doesn't know what's wrong with him, he seems to be sick, there is nothing bad about being a family, as long as he can see his beautiful sister every day, he is better than anything.

Thinking of this, Bai Wuwu secretly relieved. Then there was a sigh of relief.

…

After a while, Yan Muye controlled the comments inside the backstage. All the hot searches related to Bai Wuwu disappeared in an instant.

Originally, Qi Shaoan also found a special professional public relations team to help Bai Wuwu deal with this matter, but this hot search was inexplicable, and his actions were faster than his.

Bai Wuwu's mobile phone was turned off all day, and it was almost evening when he turned on his mobile phone.

Somehow, in addition to the missed calls from Qi Shao'an, there were also several calls on his mobile phone that he didn't know who it was.

Bai Wuwu has never been in the habit of calling people back, and he simply didn't care about those missed calls.