130 The International Music Queen, qingyue

s.h.i.+ qinglans Red lips curled up slightly. I wont consider it.

She gave the answer almost without thinking. She tilted her head, put the phone between her ear and shoulder, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Please dont. Nan zhiyue took off her sungla.s.ses lazily.

Her alluring peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her charming face to look at the sun and raised her arm to her forehead.

She pouted her red lips. the last time you released a new alb.u.m was last year. If you dont write a new song now, I curse you to be forgotten by your fans!

s.h.i.+ qinglan wiped the foam off the corner of her lips.

She lowered her head and smiled. before Im forgotten by my fans, shouldnt you be worse off after being fired by your agency?

Hearing this, Nan zhiyue suddenly turned over and sat up.

She bent one knee and placed her arm casually on her knee like a boss. s.h.i.+ qinglan, you tricked me! she said.

No, I didnt. The girl left the bathroom with a smile.

She climbed onto the soft bed and crossed her legs. dont you still have a few songs that havent been released? just make do with them.

Nan zhiyue lay back on the beach chair lazily.

She crossed her long and fair legs and teased him, its not your style to do this. Have you had any inspiration recently?

I dont lack money, so I dont want to do business. s.h.i.+ qinglan was calm.

Nan zhiyue almost vomited blood from anger at her reason.

She clutched her chest and took a long time to calm herself down before she gritted her teeth and said, s.h.i.+ qinglan, youre an International Music Queen and a world-cla.s.s songwriter. Are you doing great music just to make money?

s.h.i.+ qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes. isnt that so?

She had come to Nan xiyue because she was short of money.

They were all members of the pure world Pavilion. As the worlds largest organization, not only did the pure world Pavilion have the largest intelligence network, but it also took in top talents from all fields around the world.

Among them, Nan jiyue was accepted as-top manager. After understanding s.h.i.+ qinglans financial needs, she did her best to promote the diva of the music industry-qingyue-who had fans all over the world.

This mysterious diva rarely held concerts, and the few times she appeared, she always wore a mask. No one knew who she was except for Nan xiyue.

No one else knew that fan Yin, the top lyricist and composer behind qingyue, was actually the heavenly Queen!

Nan zhiyue was speechless.

He really wanted to fly back to the country right now and beat her up, then lock her in the house, write songs, release alb.u.ms, and plan a concert!

I really dont want to talk to you right now.

Im hanging up then.

Dont you dare! Nan zhiyue almost crushed the sungla.s.ses in her hand.

She knew s.h.i.+ qinglan too well and knew that she was not short of money and had a creative style. then Ill release the songs Ive saved up in the past as a new specialty. Of course, I dont mind if you have new songs ~

No, Im lazy. s.h.i.+ qinglan smiled sweetly.

She directly hung up Nan xiyues phone call, and after thinking for a moment, she added a text message: dont even think about the concert, Im even lazier.

Nan zhiyue was speechless.

As a top manager, she was almost fired by the company because she couldnt get the International heavenly Queens new song to work!

She couldnt bear this hatred. She had to go back to China and make her drink!

She could not be the only one who knew about s.h.i.+ qinglans one drop drunk!

..

Bo chicheng carried the chocolate mousse upstairs.

He pushed open the bedroom door and realized that the girl was already awake. He laughed and asked, why arent you sleeping anymore?

I was woken up. s.h.i.+ qinglan touched her soft, fluffy hair. Her drowsy eyes made her look like she had just woken up.

Bo Yichengs Red lips curled up slightly. do you want me to feed you?

What ! s.h.i.+ qinglan was about to ask him how he was going to feed her when the man suddenly held the back of her head and lowered his head.

The sweet taste of chocolate mousse lingered in her mouth.

Bo Li Cheng whispered, one more time?