Chapter 692 Dear Ms. Su Meiyue

Cao Shaoyu admitted that he lost to Zhong Mo!

But he has never admitted that his talent in music is not as good as Zhong Mo!

Zhong Mo has indeed sung several popular songs that are very popular and downloaded, but compared with his own masterpieces, they are not even as good as stinky ones.

It's just that most of the audience's appreciation level is limited, their brains are full of water, they like the new and dislike the old, and like to listen to music with their buttocks. This is why the downloads of some of his masterpieces cannot compare with Zhong Mo!

To put it bluntly, it’s not that my songs are bad, it’s that the audience is rubbish!

This is his only belief now.

As long as the audience gets tired of hearing the songs Zhong Mo sings, it will be a great opportunity for him to make a comeback!

Banned?

The Internet is forgetful, and the audience is also new and tired of the old!

When I change my name and come up with a few popular songs, who will still remember what happened back then?

But now Zhong Mo is tearing his scars apart again and again, making him almost collapse!

Zhong Mo really didn't know where Cao Shaoyu got his confidence, but he actually thought he was very talented?

But he is not my son. What does his life and death have to do with me? He doesn’t give me any money to spend!

He lazily asked: "Cao Shaoyu, you called this time just to discuss whose song is better between the two of us, right? If you have something to talk about, I'll hang up if it's okay. You and I don't have that much to say!"

"Zhong Mo, I just want to tell you that as long as the two of us work together, we will still create many miracles!"

Cao Shaoyu restrained his inner anger and said earnestly, "Once we split, many people will take advantage of it, so I hope you will consider the suggestion I made a few days ago. After all, what happened this morning, you don't want to happen again." Second time, right? You don’t want others to have this kind of trouble, right?”

"Cao Shaoyu, if someone else made the suggestion, I would really consider it!"

The corners of Zhong Mo's mouth raised, and a disdainful smile flashed in his eyes, "But with you, I have no need to think about it!"

After saying this, he hung up the phone!

When Zhang Bicheng saw Zhong Mo hang up the phone, he spoke again: "Honey, we have not been idle these days. We have found out a lot of information about Cao Shaoyu and Su Meiyue. I hope it can help you!"

Zhong Mo originally wanted to meet this Su Meiyue a few days ago, but then the explosion happened and Zhong Mo was injured and hospitalized, so the matter could only be interrupted. Now Cao Shaoyu is getting more and more crazy, and it is imminent to see Su Meiyue!

The only one who can contain Cao Shaoyu now is Su Meiyue!

Zhong Mo stretched out his hands, gently rubbed his temples, half-squinted his eyes, and said to himself: "We should indeed see Su Meiyue, but I always feel that something is wrong!"

"Something's wrong? What's wrong?"

Zhang Bicheng raised his head and looked at him with confusion.

Zhong Mo looked at Zhang Bicheng in his arms. After his own development, he became more feminine. A charming face appeared with a touch of charm. A pair of beautiful big eyes looked at him lovingly. What do you think? They are all delicate little women.

Not to mention that the other party is now wearing a beige dress, with two bare white calves. She is sexy yet innocent, fragrant yet sweet, and can easily catch the attention of all men!

On stage, she is a famous singer with tens of millions of fans and much attention!

She can be here, she is her own woman!

This feeling of conquest is really exciting!

He has not eaten meat for five days, and now he has a beautiful woman in his arms. The intoxicating fragrance is lingering on the tip of his nose. He has an attitude of letting anyone pick her food, and his lips are fragrant but he can't speak. How could he be polite?

He turned over and pressed the other person under him, and asked softly while kissing the other person's lips, eyebrows, eyes, tip of nose, and pink earlobes.

"If you were Cao Shaoyu, would you call me and let me take the opportunity to ridicule you when the assassination failed and I took advantage of you?"

"This is unlikely..."

How could Zhang Bicheng withstand such teasing? Her mind went blank, and her body felt a little hot, as if a fire was burning. Moreover, the other party's kiss was a little hot, like an electric current, making her tingle.

"Then why did he make this call? Is he a masochist? He likes to be insulted by me?"

"Then why did he do this?"

"I guess he must have some conspiracy!"

"Cao Shaoyu wants to harm my husband, and we must not let him succeed!"

…

Zhang Bicheng didn't know what he was talking about, he just felt that the clothes on his body were getting less and less, and his body was getting hotter and hotter!

I clearly came here with a mission this time.

Why do you want to hug Zhong Mo when you see him in his pajamas and lying lazily on the bed?

What mission is coming?

Forgot it all!

…

Cao Shaoyu was sitting on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone in his right hand. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a bright smile appeared on his face. Where was the anger and madness from just now? It's like a different person!

"Zhong Mo, is this the proudest time for you? You are so proud of the spring breeze that you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. Fame, women, and money, in just over a month, have reached the peak of many people's lifetimes, or even several lifetimes!"

"Even a top guy like me has been trampled under your feet. Do you feel that you are invincible?"

"In this case, how can I not take the opportunity to add fuel to your fire?"

"Crack!"

The phone was crushed by him, and various parts fell to the ground.

He stood up and walked briskly to a bookshelf, which was filled with a variety of books, including novels, essays, and various professional books. However, he stood on tiptoe, took down the top few books, and then grabbed a bound volume of "Harry Potter" with both hands and gently turned it to the right.

"Click, click!"

There was only a crisp mechanical turning sound, and the bookshelf slowly moved to the left, revealing a hidden large iron door behind it.

Cao Shaoyu took out the key, opened the iron door, and strode in.

A ragged, pale and thin woman was locked inside.

She sat on the ground, with iron chains as thick as a baby's wrist tied around her ankles, and her range of movement was less than two meters.

"Cao Shaoyu, you bastard, let me go, do you hear me?"

When the woman saw Cao Shaoyu coming in, she struggled to stand up and roared heartbreakingly.

"Let you go? How is that possible?"

Cao Shaoyu's face was filled with a bright smile. He squatted down, staring at her without blinking, and said word by word, "Don't you still want to marry me? Do you still want to tie my life to you? Of course I have to treat you well!"

"My dear Ms. Su Meiyue!"