Chapter 390 Losing Your Mind

"Where did you go in the first place?" Lu Youyou took the pipa from Wen Qiao's hand and retired with the others.

Only Zhuang Yan was still standing aside, unable to move.

Lu Youyou pulled him, "Let's go."

Let's go, there is no place for you here, and it is out of time for you to be here, so don't find yourself unhappy.

Zhuang Yan's palms went cold and he was dragged away by Lu Youyou. Looking back, Wen Qiao's hand was on Fu Nanli's waist.

They are so well matched.

Indeed, there is no place for himself anymore, and he personally gave that position to others.

The audience was at the end of the venue, and it took about ten minutes from the crowd to gradually quiet.

The red curtain was behind her, and the warm yellow lights of the stage shrouded her vaguely. In this small theater, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left.

"Why weren't you here in the first place?" she asked again.

Fu Nanli gently stroked her face with calloused hands, "There is something in the company, so I went out to make a call."

Wen Qiao's makeup today is incredibly beautiful, like the most delicate orchid in the greenhouse.

Her beauty is like the drooping wings of a butterfly, so fragile that it touches his heart.

Wen Qiao put both hands on his waist, "How am I doing?"

Fu Nanli took her out. His car was parked at the back door of the theater. She was still wearing Hanfu, as if she had traveled through time and space, and was pulled into the luxury car by a man in a suit.

"How am I doing?"

Wen Qiao felt that Fu Nanli was a little absent-minded, and knew that Zhuang Yan probably made him unhappy.

"It's good." The man held her fingers and sat upright, exuding a sense of sternness that refused to let others go thousands of miles away.

Wen Qiao clasped his hand: "I said that I knew there was Zhuang Yan only after I was performing, do you believe it?"

Fu Nan is angry, does he believe it?

He believed her evil!

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Wen Qiao leaned over to him and betrayed her best friend Lu Youyou, "Yuyou arranged it, I really don't know, she said that she wanted to promote the great fusion of Chinese and Western music, and we played in ensemble with Western music, which would be effective. Against Fang Duo's new folk music club."

Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pulled on his tie, his eyes were still gloomy, and he still didn't speak.

Wen Qiao was a little weak for a while, how could he convince him?

She's gone.

When he rushed over to kiss her, Wen Qiao was startled and heard him say, 'Have you not learned how to make me happy? ’

His kiss was almost gnawing.

Seems to be punishing her.

The car was galloping all the way, and Comrade Hu didn't see it. There are times when a person as cold-hearted as the young master can be so mad and lose his mind.

It's so strange.

When the car drove to the young master's apartment, it stopped steadily, and there was no need to say hello. Lao Hu quickly retreated. The people in the car were still hugging and kissing, and the young master would definitely look down on his words.

A day later, Wen Qiao and the others' performances were widely circulated on the Internet. The performance was very exciting. The most exciting part was the cooperation between Wen Qiao and Zhuang Yan. Some fans posted the direct video on the Internet, and netizens blew rainbow farts. Likes exploded on the Internet.

On the other hand, look at Fang Duo's performance.

Relying on Fang Duo's status as a folk singer, the people who went there were basically otaku who licked her face.

She kept saying that she wanted to promote folk music, but it was not her music that really came out of the circle, and the response was not as strong as Wen Qiao and the others.

Miss Fang loses her temper every day, and everyone around her suffers.