"This person!" Concubine Mo Li couldn't help laughing, she didn't reply again, and threw her phone aside.
After clearing the room, Concubine Mo Li lay down.
It was still early, before going to bed, she opened the notebook and was busy with some work, replying to emails and so on.
Yan Shuhuan sent her an email, opened it, and the attachment was a video file.
She clicked to download, listened for a while, and realized that this was a demo of Mu Mu singing.
After listening carefully, Concubine Mo Li replied to the email and gave some suggestions for revision.
After doing this, she turned off the computer.
On the mobile phone, a message from Yan Shuhuan came quickly, in voice: "Concubine, are you sure you want to change to that style?"
Concubine Mo Li replied: "What does it mean to change to that style? Isn't it good that my original style is that way? Although this Mu Mu fits my style well, she doesn't feel right."
Yan Shuhuan was silent for a while, and then sent it over: "However, there have been cases like this before. The singer failed to show your style, but in the end it was still a big hit!"
"Well, so I just proposed the amendment, and I didn't have to ask her to do that. If it is reluctant for her, it is better to sing her own characteristics." Concubine Mo Li replied: "You have to know, it was originally this. I don’t care about the matter. If you want to ask me, I’ll give you the answer."
After her reminder, Yan Shuhuan naturally understood what she meant: "You are right. Then I will think about it again. Tomorrow, let Mu Mu try to see if it can be changed. If it can't be done, then forget it."
"Okay, then I'll go to sleep." Concubine Mo Li was about to put the phone aside.
The news of Yan Shuhuan came soon: "I heard that Liu Xuanhe went to Jiangcheng to look for you?"
Concubine Mo Li immediately understood, and said helplessly: "If you know it, you will know, what else do you ask me to do?"
Don't ask why Yan Shuhuan knows!
Jiangcheng is their base camp. The third and seventh of Yan's family were there yesterday, especially the old Qi who couldn't hide, he must have told Yan Shuhuan about yesterday.
Yan Shuhuan chuckled and said, "I think you are a chicken thief!"
"What's wrong with me?" Concubine Mo Li turned off the light amused and lay down.
Yan Shuhuan: "Why not a chicken thief! You didn't promise to be with Liu Xuanhe, and hang him again."
Concubine Mo Li: "..."
She did not reply to the message immediately, but looked at the ceiling in the night.
In the room without the blackout curtains, the night light poured in from the outside. There was a dim light in the room, and the things in the room could still be seen.
She asked herself: Is she hanging Liu Xuanhe
Yan Shuhuan's news came again: "Speaking of concubines, I think this Liu Xuanhe... seems to be serious about you?"
Concubine Mo Li: "What about being serious? What about not being serious?"
Yan Shuhuan’s voice was raised: “If you’re not serious, of course you’re going to cut him! I want to play with your feelings!”
"Of course, if you are serious, I think you can consider it!"
Two voices came, but Mo Li did not reply.
However, Yan Shuhuan's reminder made her think seriously.
Is Liu Xuan Hyuk serious
Yes, she is still willing to believe.
But if he is serious, does she consider it
Probably seeing that she did not reply, Yan Shuhuan sent it again: "I said concubine, do you think the family is against it, and you plan to listen to it?"
Concubine Mo Li asked, "Don't you think I should listen?"
Although she may not obey the family's arrangements on such a major event, she will also consider it.
After all, it takes a lot of effort and a lot of energy for her to really fight with the whole family.
First of all, it depends on whether that person is worthy of her doing this!
Yan Shuhuan chuckled, "You don't have to ask me this kind of question at all, you know it in your heart!"
"Concubine, I have known you for twenty years, don't I know who you are?"
"Everyone thinks you are very obedient, it's just because that's what you want to hear."
"However, when you are unwilling to be obedient, no one can force you to do anything!"
"I think, let's not talk about how Liu Xuanhe is, the person in this world who can match you in terms of talent and family background is probably him."
"Of course, character or something, you realize it yourself, I haven't had too much contact with him, right?"
Concubine Mo Li silently listened to Yan Shuhuan's dadada, and finally replied: "I'm sleepy."
Yan Shuhuan: "..."
Naturally, she was very angry, and angrily said: "Go to sleep! I wish you a dream of Liu Xuanhe, I see how you solve it!"
Concubine Mo Li was speechless.
Sometimes she felt that Yan Shuhuan, a sister who was several years older than her, felt much more childish than her.
She stared at the ceiling and thought: What do I want
Everything can be easily obtained without any effort. From a young age, she has never lacked flowers and applause, and has never been less than chasing.
If it is placed on marriage and love, what does she want
She doesn't really value the talents and family background, because she owns those things.
People are always like this, and they always try to make up for what they don't have.
Then...
What is Liu Xuanhe that she can't have
Concubine Mo Li couldn't think of an answer to this question.
I fell asleep without knowing it.
Concubine Mo Li was dreaming.
Really dreamed of Liu Xuanhe!
In the dream, he confessed to her, a very sincere passage: Concubine Mo Li, I like you, really like you, except for you, I probably won't like anyone else. I am not a person with rich feelings, even if I have no particular deep attachment to my parents, let alone outsiders. But you are different...
About his confession really moved her, and she agreed to be with him.
The two had a relationship, but in the end...
Some accident happened, they had a big fight, he slammed the door and left.
Concubine Mo Li woke up.
When she woke up, she couldn't remember why she had quarreled, but having such a dream made her feel very uncomfortable.
She got up from the bed, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the window.
At night, the Mo family’s old manor house was quiet, and Jiangcheng was relatively to the south. The summer nights were still very hot, but at least it was two points cooler than during the day.
At night, two-thirds of the street lights in the old house were turned off, the light was much dim, and the trees were shadowy.
She stood on the terrace and looked for a while, then went back to the room and took her phone.
It is half past two in the morning.
It was discovered that after she fell asleep, Liu Xuanhe sent another message with only two words: good night.
I don’t know if people’s feelings are particularly rich in the middle of the night, or because she thinks a little bit after having an inexplicable dream. When she saw the word "good night", she actually tasted a touch of gentleness. .
Liu Xuanhe is actually indifferent to gentleness, even if he is studying hard to take care of her, he doesn't let her experience gentleness at all.