"You didn't make any records, can you not remember?"

"No, I've written it all down, here." An Qin pointed to his head. "Every idea was great."

"As a designer, you have your own ideas, and I hope it won't affect you too much, after all, I'm not a professional."

"It's essential to listen and take your input into account, it just makes me better at my job."

The girl is autonomous and confident, which makes the teenager feel at ease.

Mingyi instructed the servant to serve dessert, which was two cups of strawberry ice cream.

"You've won a lot of awards, and I think it's not just talented, you're also a really hard-working girl." He leaned back on the couch, holding a cup, scooping a small piece of ice cream into his mouth. "Just like me."

An Qin nodded in agreement.

"God doesn't treat people who work hard too badly, let alone have talent!" The boy looked at the girl. "Why didn't we meet sooner?"

"It's not too late to meet now, is it?" An Qin smiled at the young man.

“…… No, sooner or later time decides a lot of things. I don't know what I thought, and melancholy flooded into the boy's eyes.

An Qin couldn't quite understand the meaning of the young man's words, she opened her mouth, but before she could answer, Si Yu came.

"Hey, okay, you can't eat this." Si Yu stepped forward and snatched the ice cream from Ming Yi's hand very domineeringly.

"What does it matter if you only eat a little." Ming Yi's eyes followed the cup of ice cream that was resting on the coffee table, and his right hand stretched out uncontrollably, but Si Yu immediately stopped it, and his face was instantly frosted.

"Obedient!"

The tone of the command made the young man drop his hand in resignation, and even An Qin on the side unconsciously put down the cup in his hand.

"Miss Anqin doesn't have to mind, you can use it. Mingyi is still recording, and something too cold will irritate his throat, so he has to be careful to protect it. Si Yu explained his behavior to An Qin.

It's not easy to be a singer.

An Qin slightly sympathized with the young man around him.

"After filming, you will directly fly to Pengcheng to record, you are seriously lacking sleep during this time, you have to take a nap." As Si Yu spoke, he had already pulled the young man up from his seat.

"I still have a lot of ideas that I haven't told Miss Anqin." It's rare to have peers talking, even if it's mostly about work, and teenagers don't want to end it so early.

"You are always imaginative, those strange ideas have never stopped, you have to leave it alone, Miss An Qin has to spend her time here all day, and you don't have to raise your spirits to record singles." Si Yu shook his head, held the young man's shoulder, and pushed him outside whether he liked it or not.

"You're more instigated than my mother!" The boy muttered discontentedly.

"Hey, it's my job to take care of you." Si Yu had long been accustomed to juvenile complaints.

"Miss Anqin, see you later!" The young man who came out of the house waved goodbye to An Qin.

"That ......" suddenly remembered something important, and An Qin chased after him. Can Mr. Meiyi sign me? ”

Before she came, Xiaoya pestered her for Mingyi's autograph, and she couldn't just go back empty-handed.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a signed photo later." Si Yu rushed in front of Ming Yi and said.

"Good!"

Ming Yi smiled helplessly at An Qin and honestly went to take a nap.

An Qin waited patiently for ten minutes, and Mr. Si Yu, who took Ming Yi to take a nap, came back.

"This is a pen photo, Ming Yi said that maybe your colleagues also need it, let me prepare a few more." Si Yu handed over a dozen signed photos to An Qin.

"He's so caring, and I did get an autograph for my colleague." An Qin said truthfully.

"Then, I'll take you downstairs."