877. Chapter 877 Are you really going to stop singing?
When Luo Xiaoqian heard that Leng Zimo had no problem, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Sorry to trouble you today!"
"You are too polite!" The doctor smiled and put the film into the case bag, his eyes falling on Luo Xiaoqian, "I would like to ask you, are you really not planning to sing anymore?!"
"I..." Luo Xiaoqian never thought that he would suddenly ask such a question. She panicked and said hurriedly, "You must have mistaken the wrong person. How can I sing!"
Before the doctor could say anything else, she hurriedly grabbed Leng Zimo's arm, "Let's go!"
The doctor just assumed that she didn't want to reveal her identity and didn't ask any more questions. He just sent them out politely.
All the way to the parking lot and sitting in the car, Luo Xiaoqian glanced at Leng Zimo quietly, feeling a little uneasy, "That doctor was strange just now. He must have recognized you and regarded me as a star."
Leng Zimo didn't pay too much attention to this problem. With his face, he was often recognized by others. It was not surprising that such a thing happened. He just smiled and said, "Maybe!"
Seeing him driving the car out of the hospital again without showing much abnormality, Luo Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning the car into the fast lane, Leng Zimo suddenly said, "Actually, your voice is great. It would be a pity not to be a singer with such a voice."
"Me?!" Luo Xiaoqian smiled, "I'm not suitable for singing..."
"How is it possible? I have listened to your soundtrack in "Tomorrow". That humming without lyrics should be yours, right?"
"Well, that's because...the company's funds were limited at the time and we couldn't hire good singers. I was just trying to catch up..." Luo Xiaoqian didn't want to talk too much with him on this issue. In front of him, she
She was really not good at lying, so she was worried that he would notice her panic, "Let's listen to music?!"
Stretching out her finger, she pressed start and started the radio in the car.
"Hello, listeners, this is the golden age of Beijing Music Station. Today our theme is nostalgia and we will send you some old songs. The following song is a song that was popular in China and even Southeast Asia five years ago.
I don’t know how many people still remember the song..."
Following the host's voice, a familiar melody flowed from the speakers.
That song is her famous song "Dian Lips".
Listening to the prelude that was so familiar to her heart, Luo Xiaoqian panicked for a while. She hurriedly stretched out her finger to turn off the radio station.
“Everyone likes to be nostalgic now, it’s really annoying!”
Leng Zimo chuckled, "Aren't old things bad?"
"It's not bad, it's just... people should look forward more, right?"
"That's right!" Leng Zimo took a breath, "This is exactly what I want to say to you."
"What?" Luo Xiaoqian looked over in surprise.
Leng Zimo stepped on the brakes at the red light, stretched out his right hand, and gently covered her palm.
"What happened in the past is in the past. Forget about that bastard. I will take good care of you and Momo from now on!"
Mo Mo once told him that Luo Xiaoqian often had nightmares. He naturally thought that the harm caused by Mo Mo's father still left a shadow in her heart, so he said this.
"That bastard?!"
Luo Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, and then she realized who the person he was talking about was, and she suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
Leng Zimo, Leng Zimo, how did you know that the bastard you are talking about is you!
