That night, he pestered Bai Anyuan, "Dad, why can't I get through my mother's phone?"
Bai Anyuan's face darkened, hiding the sadness in his eyes, "No... Mom is too busy, and the signal in that city is not good, so she can't receive calls."
The baby blinked, let go of Bai Anyuan, sat down on the black sofa, and reached out to pull the lace on the cushion.
The huge house, without Lao Xia, was eerily empty and deserted.
Bai Anyuan pursed his lips. His appearance was obviously still the same as before, but with a lost beauty.[
"Baby, mommy will be back soon..."
"When?"
The baby asked reluctantly.
"Seven more days."
The baby blinked and calculated. Seven days seemed very short, but also seemed very long.
Bai Anyuan ate a few mouthfuls of rice. He had been so upset about Lao Xia these days that he didn't eat much at all.
As for Yun Mofeng, there is news about Lao Xia. He will go to see her early tomorrow morning.
*****
Lao Xia finally seemed normal.
Accompanied by Ying Jing and Si Tian, he returned to Dianwang Company.
Although the style of the newly released music is completely different, the company is very optimistic about it and is currently recording it secretly.
Lao Xia was sitting in the office, while Xiao Wen handed Lao Xia the business cooperation application documents for the past month.
But Lao Xia waved her hand, "Don't watch it. I don't do any advertising. Mr. **, you don't have to help me take it from now on... I don't need much money, and advertising is not my strong point."
Lao Xia's face looked a little tired. Her ideal life was not to make more money, but to live a relaxed life.
"That's fine. After all, you are a pianist, not a pure actor or singer."
Fang Xiaowen smiled lightly and took back the documents.
This is the first time I see an artist who doesn’t like to make money!
Lan Xuanhan walked in with a dark face.
He was holding Lao Xia's coffee cup in his hand. Lao Xia was startled. When did this guy come in and take away her cup? [
Fang Xiaowen glanced at Lao Xia ambiguously. Now everyone in the streets knew that Lan Xuanhan's favorite woman was Lao Xia.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go out first." Fang Xiaowen's voice was pleasant. Lao Xia nodded and watched Lan Xuanhan deliver the coffee to her.
What is this now? Lan Xuanhan...the dignified Mr. Lan, her once cold-blooded and cruel ex-husband, is trying to please her?