Chapter 470: What the hell is Huo Zizhao doing (1)

Song Cangran stared at the phone for a few seconds.

I found that the bottom of my heart was a little sour.

Even if she believed that Huo Zizhao would not betray herself, she felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of him meeting Bai Xue'er alone.

It turns out that her possessiveness is also so strong?

She didn't hesitate and directly dialed back the number, but as she expected, the other party didn't answer.

"Huh."

Her fingertips moved slightly, and she quickly replied with two words.

Didn't the other party send these photos to make her upset, why did she let the other party get her wish.

After a while, the unfamiliar number also replied with a few words: "I wish you the last laugh." ”

"Promise your good words."

The phone was quiet for a moment, and then a few more photos came.

This time, Bai Xue'er leaned in the direction of Huo Zizhao, and the hands of the two on the table were overlapped.

They all held hands!

She stared at the phone screen, eager to get into the phone and separate their hands.

"That's good." Her fingertips typed four words against her will.

"You think it's fake?"

"How much credibility do you think a person who doesn't even dare to show his true face?"

"Believe it or not, I don't want to see you deceive yourself."

"Thank you for your kindness, it's a pity that you don't dare to meet people, otherwise I would have invited you to dinner to show my gratitude."

Sending this message, there was a commotion in the direction of the gate, and she turned her face to see a boy there talking excitedly, and the security guard stopped him from entering.

"Let me in, I want to see Shohe."

"Let's go, are you tired of coming every day, do you still want to go in once?"

"You asked me to see him, the music is mine, he said he wanted to see my work, I gave it to him, but he took it."

Song Canran's eyes moved slightly, put away his mobile phone and walked towards him.

The boy had been thrown out by the security guards, looking in the direction of the building with a gloomy expression.

"Are you alright?" She asked with concern: "I heard you mention Xiao He just now, and I also came to him, if you have something, I can tell you about it." ”

"No need," the boy gave her a blank look and turned to leave.

"You said he plagiarized your songs?" Song Cangran asked in the back.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned his face.

"Shoch is a famous composer, almost every song is on the charts, and you are not well-known, and no one else will believe your words."

"I didn't make you believe it."

"Unless you can prove yourself," Song Cangran walked around in front of him: "You said that he took your work, since you wrote it, you should be able to transcribe a copy, right?" ”

The boy looked at her childish face, obviously a little girl, but her aura eyes seemed to have a magical power, which made his breathing subconsciously lighter.

He didn't speak.

Song Cangran smiled and glanced at the café across the street: "It's so cold outside, can you invite me to a cup of coffee?" I'll ask you to do the same. ”

"I'm not interested."

The boy seemed to come to his senses, turned around and prepared to leave.

Song Canran didn't stop him this time, and hummed softly behind him.

After only two snorts, the boy turned his face sharply, obviously much more excited than last time, and stepped back in front of her.

"What did you just hum?" He stared at her closely: "Where did you hear that?" ”

Song Cangran rubbed his hands, pretended to be very cold, and put it to his mouth and sighed.

"It's cold."

The boy gritted his teeth and said in a buzzing voice, "I can only afford a cup of coffee." ”