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Chapter 238: Burning Eyes

Fenghuang and I finally boarded the plane to the Mediterranean. The moment the plane took off, it did jump into the clouds, lying in Fenghuang's arms, and started missing many people ...

Our first stop is Polos Island, which is a beautiful scenery on the mountain city. The green cities are dotted with lemon trees and olive trees.

In the atmosphere of the white wall, from time to time, the flowers are revealed from time to time. In the waves of Yun Tao, a slab on the slate winding is winding up, and it is drifting away.

The two people of Fenghuang and I was very smooth. I found the feeling of long -lost first love. This feeling always maintained the day when I returned to China. Sitting in the waiting hall, I suddenly felt the eyes of the two burning people, holding coffee, followed by coffee, and then

The back suddenly became numb and turned his head, but people came and went, and the unwell feeling just disappeared immediately.

"What's wrong, Ruolan." Feng Huang asked with concern.

"It's okay, a little weird feeling just now." I said with a smile: "Maybe I'm too sensitive."

Fenghuang got up with a smile and called, probably the time to notify Longtian to pick up the plane. When the time to board the aircraft, he was walking to the boarding port. The feeling just now came again.

It was found that Fenghuang looked at my eyes: "What's wrong with you and nothing?"

"I don't know, Fenghuang." I smiled bitterly: "I always think someone is watching me."

Fenghuang's complexion became nervous, looking around suspiciously, and the sound of the wheel rolling came from not far away. Before I saw it clearly, Fenghuang urged: "You have to delay time, let's go."

Back to the magic capital, my feet touched the familiar land, so I felt a lot of it. If I used to return to the company, I returned to the family, and the days were finally settled.

A small banquet, this time, my heart finally let go completely.

The little guy's growth is very fast, and his power is also growing. It is like a treasure box that is magic. It is opened every day, and there is surprise hidden in it. Under the guidance of Fenghuang, my ability is also under development.

In the family of three, I am the weakest one. I returned to Shengyang to work again.

Dubin suddenly opened the door of the office: "Ruolan, come over."

Colleagues are strange to our interaction. In the pre -marital news with Fenghuang, the grievances of these two men and I have long been ignored. They walked into Dubin's office and unexpectedly saw Feng Feng.

Emperor: "Why are you here?"

"For the night." Fenghuang said: "A good song, cannot be wasted."

"What do you mean?" I said, "What are you going to do?"

"Times Entertainment and Shengyang jointly produced the assassination night." Dubin said: "There are three of us as gimmicks, plus the story behind the stabbing night, your voice and external conditions, the marketing strength of the two companies, will definitely definitely be.

Big fire. "

"You guys ..." I couldn't touch it: "It's too sudden, what does you mean to do this?"

Feng Huang and Dubin exchanged their eyes. Dubin said: "Ning Huachen once said that he wanted this song. He was an extremely confident person. What he wanted must be obtained.

Become a thorn in your heart, the vulture will not give up prey so easily. We want to use this song to test it.

"When searching for nothing, this method is just a last resort." Fenghuang said: "And it must be sung by you. When I see you, as long as Ning Huachen is not dead, there will be a reaction."

I understood that Ning Huachen was a thorn in his heart after all. "I agree, you can arrange the rest, but..." I said, "I also have my own ideas, and I will not accept any excessive packaging or publicity."

"Don't worry, I don't want my wife to be out in the public eye for too long." Fenghuang said, "It's just this once, it won't happen next time."

I finally stood in front of the scene. The news that Du Bin and Fenghuang were joining forces really caused quite a stir. The attention of fans in the media did not require excessive publicity. Within an hour after the news was released, it became the most popular topic.

First, the past between me and these two men was brought up and talked about.

As promised, I will not accept any exclusive interviews. The single will only hit the charts. A song without even a MV comes out, but it sweeps the entire Magic City. Every time I hear Ciye being associated with my name,

Ning Huachen's shadow appeared in my mind. He held the music score and said firmly: "I want this song."

Ci Ye and I were both very popular. Feng Huang laughed at me for being the most low-key singer. I claimed to be a singer. After singing this song, there would be no new works. Du Bin and Feng Huang did not persuade me.

As I continue to develop in this industry, they know better what is most important to me.

Half a year later, the popularity of Ji Ye was finally replaced by other songs. Ning Huachen was like sand falling into the ocean, completely missing, and the provocation method did not work. It was only then that Du Bin and Fenghuang stopped searching.

The order and the unprecedented cooperation between the two companies seemed to break the long-standing deadlock. As the little guy grew up, Doberman became an irreplaceable existence. He liked him very much, and so did he. The two of them had a warm relationship together.

His appearance often made Feng Huang unhappy.

The little guy grew up day by day. One morning, he turned his head and called me: "Mom."

When I happily rushed towards him, trying to get him to scream again, he resisted me, fiddled with the toys in his hands, and ignored my request. Fenghuang came over and said, "Hey, call daddy."

The little guy turned around, looked at Fenghuang, and put the toy in his hand. Fenghuang's eyes turned red: "I don't want this, I want you to call me daddy, daddy, daddy."

The little guy turned his head, and I suddenly laughed: "Did you see, Fenghuang, you were ignored by a child less than one year old? It's so pitiful, look..."

Fenghuang turned his head bitterly and bit my lip: "Don't replace me."

I immediately reached out and patted the crib: "Did you see that he bullied me?"

The little guy kicked the crib, as if to warn Fenghuang. Fenghuang raised his hands: "I lost, okay, you two win, but I got knocked out."

The phone rang and it was my agent Gong Zhu: "Hello, Gong Zhu."

"Ruolan, it's an advertisement for baby products." Gong Zhu said: "All advertising proceeds will be donated to the orphanage. How about shooting it? This is your last activity back behind the scenes."

Looking at the little guy in the crib, I felt soft and nodded: "I'll take the photo."


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