With so many eyes, Su Ai was a little embarrassed, but she finally waited for Mu Ang, and she still had to say what she had to say. So, she smiled apologetically, and then said to Mu Ang, "Can you give me a minute to talk?"

Mu Ang stared at Su Ai, his eyes were a little deep, and just when she was a little stunned by this depth, he turned his head to the others around him and said, "Go ahead, I don't have something to do." ”

There was a kind of surprise on the faces of those people, but no one said anything, but replied respectfully, "Okay, Mr. Mu." Then I got in the car.

Before getting into the car, those people still glanced at Su Ai with strange eyes, as if they were guessing what the relationship between the woman in front of them and their own president was.

When there was no one around, Su Ai came back to her senses.

"Actually, I just need to say something in a minute, you don't need to let them go first......" Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted her.

"What are you looking for me?" his tone was still cold and indifferent.

"When I left the hotel in the morning, I left my notebook in my hotel room, can you call the hotel and ask them to allow me to come into the room and get the notebook back?" she said.

"There's no need. Mu Ang said, "The book is with me." ”

"Hey?" Su Ai was stunned, "That's ...... Can you give me back the notebook?"

He turned and walked towards the building. She hastened to follow, but as soon as she entered the building, she was greeted by more curious eyes.

It was noon at this time, and many employees were about to go out for lunch, so Su Ai suffered more attention.

It was the first time for Su Ai to enter the building, and compared to GK, Mu gave people a colder feeling, just like Mu Ang gave people, clean, clear, but also cold.

I followed Mu Ang to the elevator and went to the president's room. Along the way, Mu Ang didn't speak, and Su Ai didn't know what to say, so he simply remained silent.

The president's room is based on a gray tone, Su Ai remembers reading it on the Internet, saying that gray belongs to the colorless system, and people who like gray will have some simplicity and loneliness in their personalities, which makes people unpredictable.

And now Mu Ang gives Su Ai a feeling of uncertainty.

Mu Ang took out a notebook from the drawer, and Su Ai saw that it was the notebook he had left behind, and his face was happy, "Thank you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take it from his hand.

But he didn't mean to return the book to her, but opened the book, spread out two pages and asked her, "This is the song you wrote?"

Su Ai looked fixedly, and on the page was the unfinished "Emerald Color" that she had written.

Inexplicably, she was a little embarrassed, this song was originally written based on him, and he himself saw it at this time, which made her feel like she was caught peeping.

"Well, I wrote it, but it's not done yet. She nodded.

He walked to the piano in the corner of the president's room, opened the lid, and played the ivory keys with his slender fingers.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the piano permeated the entire room. Even though it's an unfinished piece, he can make up for it with a sound.

This man, even if he gave up music, but this talent is still there. So you can play a new tune so easily and smoothly.

On the other hand, her musical talent is only worse than him. Because of this, she always envies those who are talented, and at the same time regrets that Mu Ang gave up music.

After two minutes, the piano stopped.

"Why did you name this piece 'Emerald Color'?" his voice sounded coldly in the room.

She was a spirit, only to see him turn around, his dark eyes, coldly shot at her, making a chill run down her spine.

This song is named after that...... It's because ......

But under his gaze, she had a sense of being invisible, as if once she had lied, she could be easily seen by him, "Yes...... Because the pair of jade stud earrings you landed that day inspired me, so ...... That's what I wrote. She replied.

"So, is this piece written by me?" his voice grew colder.

She knows that he is a person who understands music, so she can feel the bitter love, the kind of protection, the kind of waiting, and the helplessness she wants to write from her songs.

She is writing about his love for Cancan as a bystander.

Su Ai's hands couldn't help but tug nervously, lowered her head, and responded in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

However, the next moment, the sound of paper tearing suddenly sounded. She looked up sharply, and saw that the pages on which she had written the song "Emerald Color" had been torn off from her notebook by Muang.

"Why do you want to ......," she couldn't help but choke in the middle of her words. His complexion was condensed, and his eyes, like ice spikes, were full of anger.

Su Ai was shocked, and Mu Ang at this moment suddenly reminded her of his other identity - the heir of the Qinghong Society.

Mu Ang has never been a good talker, just because she has only seen Mu Ang's side to Cancan, so much so that she forgot that he has another side.

The pages of paper with the music on them had been torn to pieces by him at this moment and fell to the ground. And he threw the notebook into her hand, stared at her and said, "You don't have the qualifications to write this, this song, it's better to stop here." Don't let me hear this song again, or I won't let you go, even if you're Chanchan's friend. ”

In an instant, her heart suddenly contracted!

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Su Ai didn't even remember how she had left Muhammad's mansion, and her mind just flashed back and forth with Muang's cold face and cold voice.

She could clearly know that he was angry, angry. And the words he warned were definitely not posturing. If she did publish the song, the consequences might really be beyond her reach.

Perhaps, she really shouldn't have written this song, this is Mu Ang's feelings for Cancan, but she wrote it out without authorization, what is the difference between this and digging people's privacy?

Back in the studio, my colleague saw Su Ai's face pale, "What's the matter, Xiao Ai, are you okay, go out for a trip, why do you seem to have returned from a catastrophe?"

"It's okay......" she breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Brother Guan's side, "Brother Guan, I want to rewrite a tune." ”

Brother Guan was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter, isn't your previous song almost finished?" And he had also watched the previous versions of that song, and watched Su Ai modify and improve it little by little.

In Brother Guan's opinion, this song can be said to be the best song Su Ai has written over the years since she joined the studio.

"I don't think it's suitable for the requirements of the TV series, and I'm not very satisfied with it myself. She could only say like this, "Brother Guan, let me write a new one, I will definitely hand it over before the contract date!"

Brother Guan looked at Su Ai's resolute attitude, and didn't say anything more, just said, "Then you hurry up and write a new tune, time is running out now." It's hard to get this opportunity, but don't miss it. ”

"Thank you, Brother Guan. Su Ai returned to her seat, took out the notebook from her bag, and looked at the place where a few pages had been torn off. His fingers couldn't help but caress the edge of the remaining unevenness, and there was a sourness in his heart.

As Mu Ang said, what qualifications does she have to write about his love.

But when she saw him tearing up the pages of the score, she felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart. His indifference seemed to have erected walls of ice around him, and she couldn't get closer.

Or could it be ...... She had never been close.

Mu Ang has always refused to be approached by others, and only those he allows can really get close to him.

And she's never been within his permission.

Su Ai smiled self-deprecatingly.

In the next few days, Su Ai was almost forgetting to sleep and eating to write new tunes, time was pressing, and she was almost composing music except for eating and sleeping.

It wasn't until Guan Cancan returned to China and made a special phone call to ask Su Ai to come out that she met her friends in a coffee shop with two panda eyes.

"What's the matter, you've been staying up late lately?" asked Guan Cancan.

"Hmm. Su Ai yawned, "When did you return to China, why don't you tell me, I'll pick up the plane." ”

"I arrived at the airport early in the morning, and I didn't tell you. Guan Cancan said as he took out a bunch of gifts and stuffed them to Su Ai.

"Wow, that's too much. Su Ai hurriedly continued the gift.

"I just want to be nice to you. Guan Cancan smiled.

Su Ai suddenly had a heartwarming feeling, "What about you, did you have a good time in Vienna with Si Jianyu, didn't you say that you should let him know about your life in Vienna with Xiaoxiao?"

"It was a pleasure. Guan Cancan's eyes showed a soft smile. Although the time in Vienna was only a little more than a month, it made her feel that she knew more about the palace.

I know his heart, I know the fears, fears, and insecurities he once had. Facing him like this made him even more distressed and wanted to be good to him even more.

Since opening the knot in Mi's car accident when he was 7 years old, she has found that Mi's insomnia symptoms have also begun to improve, and occasionally he can fall asleep without even her voice and without taking any drugs.

Although it was only a very occasional situation, it gave her hope that maybe one day, his insomnia could be truly cured.