Chapter 387 He Was Angry, He Was Angry Again

"How is that possible? Aren't the top few members of the w guild from abroad?"

Yao Heng: "Wen Qiao from abroad can also be known."

Su Ying waved her hand: "It's impossible. How can Wen Qiao have such great ability? How could she know such a master?"

Yao Heng clenched his fist. His guess was very likely to be true. At the wedding of Su Ying's brother, there must have been a master who directed Wen Qiao.

Yao Heng was a little depressed. He also wanted to know such a master, but he didn't know how Wen Qiao met him.

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Wen Qiao messaged sy [thanks for the help]

The other party was very cold, and only replied [No thanks], and then went offline.

Wen Qiao felt that Fang Duo's self-confidence was a little unusual early on, so she contacted Sy to be her technical support and supervise every move of Fang Duo's ticketing background data.

Obviously, she was right. Fortunately, she hired sy, otherwise she would be held accountable later, and a brazen young lady like Fang Duo would not recognize her.

When Wen Qiao saw her selfishness, the news was about to explode, and she wanted to interview her.

It was because of the exposure of her 'Chi Mo' identity that the outside world became more curious about her.

Wen Qiao ignored it and took a taxi to Fu Nanli's apartment.

Da Gongzi Fu was still busy with company affairs in Zhonghuan Group. When he came out of the conference room, he vaguely heard a few young female employees whispering something.

[Shang Fan posted on Weibo, saying that many media wanted to invite Mu Yue for an interview through him. ]

[I feel that Shang Fan and Mu Yue are really a good match.]

As soon as the female employees finished speaking, they felt the cold eyes of the prince glance at them.

Fu Nanli's forehead jumped, took out his mobile phone, and went into his office. The Weibo app was downloaded because of Wen Qiao's news. When he searched Shang Fan's page, he saw that he had posted a Weibo.

Shang Fan: Members of the media, don’t come to me anymore. Mr. Muyue keeps a low profile and doesn’t want to occupy public resources. He does not accept interviews. In addition, regarding Mr. Muyue’s concert at Turandot Concert Hall, I don’t have any tickets yet, so don’t ask me for it. vote.

Click on the comments, fans are helping him x-on:wenqiao, it seems that his fans all want them to be together.

Fu Nanli had a meeting all afternoon and had a severe headache. Wen Qiao sent a message, a picture, she was busy with dinner in his apartment and asked him to go back to eat.

The depressed mood eased a little.

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Walking all the way, the phoenix trees are green again. In late spring, when Fu Nanli opened the door, she was watering the flowers and plants on the terrace.

The evening light was soft, Butterfly Blue and Canna were plated with clear and gentle light, and Fu Nanli walked over gently.

Hearing the footsteps, Wen Qiao turned around and saw the man leaning against the door frame, so he could watch her in his spare time.

She put down the watering can, walked over, and was taken into her arms by the man.

"Our tickets will all be sold out within a minute." Only when she told Fu Nanli did she show the expression of a child begging for compliments.

Fu Nanli rubbed her hair: "Great, the show is on the twenty-sixth, right?"

"Um."

"When the time comes, I'll see you perform."

Wen Qiao's heart sank: "Oh..."

Fu Nanli clasped her soft waist: "what's the matter?"

"I didn't leave you a ticket."

Fu Nanli squinted at her: "What do you mean?"

"That small concert hall can only accommodate 1,000 people. We listed tickets for 1,000 people. I forgot to save some to give away."

The hand on his waist tightened, and Wen Qiao was forced to stick to his chest, facing someone's anger.

"You didn't leave it for me?"

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