You Are My Only Love - Chapter 25

The staff of Huaxuan Music Studio is reporting on the promotion of the album.

“At present, the promotional photos have been released, and the response on Weibo is stronger than expected. Time is on our side…”

Words were heard from the front, and the reporter turned his head to look at the man on the chairman of the meeting from time to time.

He was sitting in a sloppy posture, still in that leisurely appearance.

The man half-folded his eyelids, supported with one hand, his expression was a little pale, his fingertips tapped the tabletop seemingly, I don’t know if he was listening.

And the reporter swept his slender fingers, his heartbeat kept beating with his fingertips, a little nervous, and the data was over quickly in his mouth.

After listening to the report, Tang Zhiwen turned his head and asked Sheng Yu, “What do you think?”

The man changed his posture, folded his hands, and nodded faintly, “Well, not bad.”

“Okay, then we will do that.” Tang Zhiwen squinted at him and warned: “The propaganda period is just a few days ago. Don’t be lazy.”

Sheng Yu asked lazily: “How many days are these few days?”

Tang Zhiwen smiled, “It depends on the situation, and this time I have arranged a separate job for you.”

Sheng Yu’s instinct was wrong and raised his eyes to look at him, “What job?”

“I haven’t decided yet, I will tell you at that time.”

Tang Zhiwen was afraid that he would grab it, glanced at the propaganda poster on the screen, and opened the topic, “Are you sure no one can recognize those eyes?”

“Huh?” Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked slowly: “When did I say this?”

“…?”

Tang Zhiwen stared as he was about to speak, when the colleague behind him suddenly called to interrupt him, and asked him to come and read the report.

Sheng Yu was also lazy to listen to him, urging him to listen to others.

Tang Zhiwen glanced at him and motioned to let him stay honestly.

Young Master Sheng didn’t leave. He bored his head and looked at the poster on the screen, facing those eyes, he seemed to be remembering something.

“Zi—Zi—”

The phone shook the desktop suddenly.

He picked it up to unlock it and opened it, and the WeChat dialog box popped up instantly.

Ji Qingwan: [I don’t love you. 】

Sheng Yu looked down and glanced at random, slightly stunned.

But within a few seconds, the other party instantly withdrew the information.

The speed is fast.

Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows, and after he finished typing with one hand, he was about to send, but suddenly remembering something, he slowly added another symbol.

Sheng Yu: [I saw it:)]

Ji Qingwan: “…”

Can’t this person pretend not to see?

Sheng Yu’s WeChat was added when he invited her to participate in the pictorial shooting.

When this person asked for WeChat, it was completely natural and unobtrusive.

He took out his phone and shook it, and then said casually, “Come on, give us a WeChat.”

Ji Qingwan was stunned for a few seconds, and realized that he had already given it to him after returning to his senses.

This process took about ten seconds, and Ji Qingwan was surprised that it was so easy to give him.

However, apart from the last time they had a conversation because of the album shooting, they have not had too many chat records since.

But now there is one more item, and her withdrawal record still has this person’s reply.

Ji Qingwan reluctantly typed: [Sent wrong. 】

Sheng Yu: [? 】

Sheng Yu: [Do you want to send love to me? 】

Ji Qing was choked in the evening, [No, it was sent to the wrong person. 】

Sheng Yu: [If you don’t send it to me, who do you want to send to? 】

Ji Qingwan frustrated him, 【I didn’t send it to you. 】

Sheng Yu typed slowly, [Teacher Ji Qingwan is so cruel. 】

Ji Qingwan looked at this reply, somewhat inexplicable, [What? 】

He was still typing there. Ji Qingwan waited for a few seconds, and saw him reply, [I don’t love me anymore, I don’t even love others:)]

“…”

Ji Qingwan knows that this person is always not serious, and he is not to be outdone. He replied: [Ms. Sheng Yu is so popular, someone loves it. 】

[Oh, it’s only our teacher Ji Qingwan who doesn’t love it:)]

Love a fart.

Ji Qingwan looked at the emoji and couldn’t help but say, [Can you stop posting this emoji:)]

Sheng Yu raised her eyes: [Why:)]

Ji Qing night typed three words: [very owed. 】

Sheng Yu lowered his eyes and laughed low.

The staff in the conference room had a meal and turned their heads to look towards the main position. They saw him typing with a mobile phone in one hand.

Everyone looked slightly surprised, and ordered to look at each other strangely.

This young master is actually holding a cell phone while texting and chatting?

I remember that Tang Zhiwen sent him a text message and said a lot of things. This old man typed and responded without reading it directly.

But this time they were chatting? And also laughed?

Ghost upper body?

The phone shook, and Sheng Yu replied: [Okay, don’t send it. 】

When Ji Qing saw him in the evening, it was rare that he didn’t continue to talk, and he was still a little uncomfortable. [Remembering the promotional poster just now, [When will Teacher Sheng Yu release the new album? 】

Sheng Yu looked at this, but she didn’t expect she would pay attention to this, [Tomorrow, see the poster? 】

[Well, Xia Xia showed it to me, she likes you very much. 】

Oh, it was his “other half of marriage” that passed the line.

No wonder she would know.

Sheng Yu’s expression is slightly weak, [She likes it, don’t you like it? 】

Ji Qingwan blinked, 【I like it, it looks good. 】

Refers to the poster.

Sheng Yu pulled the corners of her mouth, inexplicably upset, [That is thanks to the contribution of teacher Ji Qingwan. 】

Ji Qingwan began to tout him, [Don’t dare, I wish Mr. Shengyu’s album a big sale. 】

[No need to wish, I will. 】

Ji Qingwan: “…”

I really dare to blow it up.

But this is indeed true, Sheng Yu is capable.

Although he is temperamental, he has his own ideas in what he does.

After all, there are no more than five singers who have won the Grand Prize for Composing and Lyrics in the world, and he has one.

And fans know that all of Sheng Yu’s music albums sold have not been manipulated by others. He is responsible for the relationship between the lyrics, composer and singing. Several albums he produced have won international awards, including composing and editing music for others. The award or nomination has been cut off.

But this person does not easily accept job invitations, and he does not go out for business. The album release time is not always certain. People outside say that he is mysterious and unpredictable.

Tang Zhiwen almost laughed to death when he heard it.

Unpredictable ass.

This guy is **** lazy.

Now when fans on Weibo saw the posters, the number of reposts and comments exceeded 10,000.

Ji Qingwan swiped the screen and looked at the comments above, one by one, he was blowing all kinds of colorful moonlight cable farts, and others were madly shouting that they could marry him and be the father of his children.

Seeing this, Ji Qingwan felt that the last time he asked for marriage for him was a waste of worry, and there was no need to ask for it.

All of them are here, queuing up.

She laughed, and also scanned the nice eyes in the praise poster in a group of marrying comments.

Ji Qingwan felt that this person had the foresight, and holding Xia Xia’s trumpet gave him a thumbs-up, and also gave a thumbs-up to Sheng Yu’s promotional Weibo.

“Knocking.”

The door was knocked, and there was a sound from outside, “Miss.”

“Go in.”

The servant opened the door and nodded, “Miss, old lady, please go to the back room.”

Ji Qingwan stood up and nodded in response, and followed the servant out.

Inside the back hall of Ji’s house.

The old man of the Ji family was sitting in the first place, watching the TV news ahead with reading glasses, took a sip from the teacup at the table, and asked the old lady on the side, “Where is that girl?”

Old Mrs. Ji looked at the news and said casually: “I just sent someone to call.”

Ji Jianyan, who was sitting on the side, glanced at Ji Shanlin who was sitting behind him, “Is the evening coming?”

Old lady Ji said lightly, “Why, can you still come?”

“Mom, I don’t mean it here.” Ji Jianyan laughed, “I like the girl in the evening, and my uncle doesn’t mean to dislike it.”

Mrs. Ji handed the teacup on the side to the old man, “Everyone likes that girl, and there is no difference, but the one who loses is also the one who mistakenly used fish eyes as pearls.”

“This… Qing evening is not only liked by you and dad, we also like it, and this evening is also big, and I am a little more measured.” Ji Jianyan glanced at Ji Shanlin and saw that his face was a little pale, and he said. After a sentence, “Shanlin, tell me something.”

When Ji Shanlin was about to speak, Mrs. Ji laughed, her emotions unclear: “She is not very old, she is still young here.”

Ji Shanlin frowned when she heard this, and disagreed, “Mom, she is too spoiled and completely indifferent. It’s fine if she doesn’t recognize my father, but this way—”

“The third child.”

Elder Ji put down his teacup and knocked it lightly, crisply and ear-piercingly, and the servants standing in the dark bowed their heads slightly.

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and the old lady Ji picked up the handkerchief and wiped the spilled tea stains on the tabletop, and said flatly, “I raised it late in the evening. If you occupy my father’s seat, if you want to say that I raised it incorrectly, I won’t return anything. .”

“But if you say she is arrogant, I would like to ask the good son you raised next to me. I won’t talk about the messy things he has done, but in terms of temperament, do you think you are on the stage?”

Ji Shanlin’s expression was overwhelmed.

Old Mrs. Ji looked up at him, “I’ll give you a face to let him enter the house, but the sparrow can’t be a phoenix. You should know this better than me.”

Ji Shanlin stiffened suddenly, and Ji Jianyan beside him was also a little surprised, “Mom, you…”

Ji Shanlin understands, of course he does.

Because he is also a sparrow.

Ji Shanlin is the son of a branch of the Ji family. His biological parents died young when he was four years old. He was picked up poorly by the old lady Ji and raised as the third son.

But it may be that it is not a duty in the bones. In the pure family style here in Ji Zhai, he has done the thing of doting on his concubine and destroying his wife.

A sparrow can never be a phoenix.

Old Mrs. Ji had never said this. She had always raised Ji Shanlin as her own son. This time she was really angry.

“Master, old lady.”

The servant who had just walked outside came and whispered, “Miss is here.”

Mrs. Ji’s expression slowed down, “Take the lady to the front yard, I’ll come later.”

Ji Qing, who was walking outside on the corridor, saw the servant in front come out to repeat the old lady’s words.

After hearing the words, she looked at the door of the back hall and asked, “Who is sitting inside?”

The servant was slightly taken aback, thinking about the people in the hall just now.

When Ji Qingwan heard Master Shanlin, he guessed what might happen, and nodded indifferently, “Let’s go, go to the front yard.”

After bypassing the promenade, Ji Qingwan stepped down the stairs, and suddenly felt the mobile phone in his pocket shake.

She took out the phone and glanced at the screen to pick it up, “Hey, Sister Wang.”

Wang Weiyan responded, “Are you not in the apartment?”

“No, the elders have something to do at home recently.”

Wang Weiyan paused when she heard the words, and asked her curiously, “Tell me about what your family does?”

Ji Qingwan casually replied: “Ordinary well-off families.”

How can Wang Weiyan believe that the bags and clothes worn by a well-off family are among the top luxury brands, starting at least 10,000 yuan.

I also remember that when I saw her for the first time, this person was completely calm, thinking that it was the daughter of which family.

But then I found out that this person was acting alone, and she had never heard her mention her family members and asked her, she always said that she was an ordinary well-off family.

This well-off class is too high.

Ji Qingwan thought that she didn’t call it just to ask this, “Is there anything important?”

“Oh.” Wang Weiyan remembered the business, “I received a variety show here. I will ask if you can participate, and then I will ask you one more thing.”

After Ji Qingwan heard it, “Huh? What’s the matter?”

Wang Weiyan: “Oh, it’s okay. I want to ask how you and Sheng Yu are doing.”

The author has something to say: Mr. Ji Wan: “I don’t really want to try :

Meiyu licked her lips: “I want to try.”

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