The picture in that little frame was either someone else or herself.

It was a snapped photo.

In the background was the transplanted wall of roses, and she stood in the corner, looking up at something she was looking at.

At this moment, even Li Qiang couldn't remember when it was.

When did he secretly photograph it? And when did you wash out the photos and put them here?

Li Qiang's mouth opened slightly in surprise.

Putting a photo of his wife in front of his desk, Li Qiang has the impression that only the kind of "twenty-four filial piety and tenderness" good husband can do.

And if this adjective is placed on Fu Xiao's body, it is really unspeakably terrifying and disobedient.

After all, the words "tyrant" and "twenty-four filial piety" can't be beaten with eighty poles.

Li Qiang picked up the photo frame and looked at it carefully.

The look in his eyes became more and more complicated and tangled.

After a long time, she put the frame back in its original position.

He turned his head and looked around the room again.

This was supposed to be the most serious and confidential place in the entire villa.

But there are unfinished snacks, unfinished novels, and even a few plush toys that Li Qiang caught before catching dolls.

Li Qiang frowned slightly.

Then I sorted out the few books I had read next to the recliner and cleaned up the snacks that were placed everywhere.

I thought there wouldn't be too many things to clean up, but after doing it, I realized that there were so many traces of myself in this room.

It's like two threads, completely intertwined.

It didn't take long to clean up, Li Qiang directly chose to give up, and then called the housekeeper and asked him to find someone to tidy up.

But the butler shook his head.

"Madam, Mr. Fu specially instructed that no one is allowed to tamper with your things in this villa."

Li Qiang was dumbfounded and asked, "When did he say that?" ”

The old butler replied without thinking: "You ordered it on the first day you came. ”

Day 1......

It's no wonder that there are so many things of your own in the study.

No, to be precise, this villa is also full of her stuff.

She has always used the villa as a temporary place to stay, like a rented house in the past.

So she has been more restrained when she lives here.

Try not to move what can be moved, and try not to add things that can not be added.

But after living for a long time, it is inevitable to leave some traces of life.

However, she thought that there were a lot of servants in the villa, and these traces should soon be cleaned up and restored to their original state.

But no.

No wonder...... No wonder it is getting more and more comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

Also...... More and more like a ...... A home.

Li Qiang was a little distracted.

She didn't expect that the man had done these things in a place she hadn't noticed.

After a long time, a complicated wry smile overflowed the corners of Li Qiang's lips.

"Okay, I got it."

Li Qiang nodded and didn't say anything more.

It seems that the matter of releasing an album should be hurried.

Because of the previous manuscripts, and Li Qiang was relatively satisfied with these works, the progress of sorting them out was very fast.

For this album, Li Qiang selected six songs from her notebook.

And now she has revised it to the fourth song.

In about ten days, all the songs will be basically completed.

Li Qiang bit the tip of the pen and looked focused.

Time flies.

During this time, Li Qiang raised her body for seven, seven, eight, eight.

When she came to the studio with the manuscript of her work, Yan Huai's first reaction was: "How do you feel that something is different about you?" ”

Li Qiang glanced at Yan Huai and teased, "We haven't seen each other for a while, but it's not so strange that we can't be so strange." ”

However, Yan Huai was extremely sure of his feelings.

"No, it just feels like you've changed. Gee...... But I can't describe it. ”

Looking at Li Qiang's distrustful expression, Yan Huai was still a little unconvinced, and called the assistant Xiao Wang in and asked her to take a look.

However, Xiao Wang was not so sure, but said vaguely: "It seems to have changed a little, but it doesn't seem to be." Well...... It seems to feel a little familiar again. ”

Yes, if you say it, you don't say it.

"Okay, okay, I'll admit that I've eaten a little too much lately and gained weight, isn't it okay?"

Li Qiang was angry, waved her hand to rescue Xiao Wang, who was scratching her ears and cheeks, and then pulled out a chair and sat down, and began to talk about business.

Seeing Li Qiang take out a stack of manuscripts from her bag, Yan Huai was dumbfounded.

On the phone before, Li Qiang did say that she would come to discuss the work with her.

But at that time, Yan Huai thought that Li Qiang was just preparing some rough ideas or inspiration or something.

Unexpectedly, what was in front of her now was a complete repertoire.

"This ...... These are all written by you? ”

Yan Huai picked up the stack of manuscripts in disbelief and flipped through them page by page.

She is not proficient in music, but after all, she has had a lot of contact, and she still knows some basic common sense.

And these current works, regardless of the quality, are indeed complete enough that they can be recorded directly by only preparing a recording studio.

Li Qiang nodded.

"There are a lot of inspirations recorded in the past, and I picked a few songs from them and revised them."

When Yan Huai heard this, he was even more surprised.

"...... Before? How long ago? ”

Li Qiang frowned and thought for a moment, and then gave Yan Huai a jaw-dropping answer.

"There are high school students, and there are a small number of junior high school students."

When I was in junior high school and high school, it was a long, long time ago.

At that time, Li Qiang began to write songs? To say that there is talent is indeed talented.

But!

At that time, the things written were very immature in terms of content and style, so how could this kind of work be released as an album?

Yan Huai pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to persuade Li Qiang to dispel the idea of using these works, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

"Enter."

Before Yan Huai's words fell, a man dressed in fancy bells and whistles walked in outside the door.

Assistant Xiao Wang also squeezed in, sweating profusely in a hurry, it seemed that he wanted to stop the person who came in, but he didn't stop him.

The man in the flower shirt was still a little angry in his mouth, and scolded and scolded: "Isn't it long-eyed?" I'm the gold agent of Lai's Pictures, and I came to your broken studio to save face. Stop me? Don't look at yourself if you're worthy! ”

Looking at this man, Li Qiang's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

This man she had seen.

It is Yan Huai's enemy, the guy who framed Yan Huai and forced her away from Li's Pictures - Xu Hai.

I saw this man named Xu Hai step into Yan Huai's studio with a big grin, and after looking up and down, he sneered: "I said Yan Huai, I've been out for so long, and I'm still so shabby." Why, is this artist you signed so wasteful? ”

As he spoke, Xu Hai's greasy eyes glanced at Li Qiang, with a bit of obscenity and hostility in his eyes.