"Damn it!" Xia Weimian kicked the door fiercely, "Ye Juexi, you better not come back!" She was angry, and kicked Ye Juexi's slippers on the door again.
Ye Juexi walked into the parking lot, but he didn't realize that Xia Weimian was angry.
He was worried that she would not go to the TV station tonight, so Ye Juexi picked up the phone and sent a message to her.
"Ding!"
Xia Weimian was depressed. Her mobile phone rang. She took out her mobile phone and found that it was a message from Ye Yao.
"Will you come to see my show recording tonight?"
Xia Weimian looked at a line of words on the screen, her heart suddenly warmed.
Humph! She never cares about Ye Juexi anymore! Because Ye Juexi missed her performance by the male god, it was too uneconomical!
"I will go." Xia Weimian replied Ye Yao's text message.
Xia Weimian hurried to the TV station building. She was the last viewer to enter the recording site. Fortunately, she found Sumeisa sitting in the auditorium.
"Didn't you say that you have to take care of the great god of your family, and he won't come?" Xumisha couldn't help asking Xia Weimian.
Xia Weimian puffed up her cheeks again: "Don't mention him! I'll be angry when you mention him!"
"Wow~ Are you quarreling with Prince Ye?" Sumisha gazed at Xia Miyue with flying brows.
Xia Weimian didn't answer Xu Misha's words. She hugged her knees with her hands, her face bulging into a goldfish.
When Hua Tan appeared in the center of the stage that night, when Ye Yao's singing sounded, the depression in Xia Weimian's heart disappeared without a trace.
His singing can heal people's hearts, and his singing can make people forget all their troubles.
Xia Weimian's gaze followed Ye Yao, and she felt like she was floating on feathers.
Tian Ye Hua Tan's neat dance moves attracted a burst of support from fans.
Xia Weimian discovered that although Ye Yao was still in the c position (the center position), his dance movements had been simplified a lot.
They choreographed again? Although the dance moves have been changed simpler, the momentum that Tian Ye Hua Tan brings is still sharp and undiminished.
Xia Weimian's gaze followed Ye Yao closely, and her heart slowly twitched.
Is he injured
The movements became a little uncoordinated.
He sweats more than usual on the stage. Although Ye Yao's voice does not tremble when he sings with whole wheat, Xia Weixian finds that his body seems uncomfortable.
The more Xia Weimian looked at it, the more uncomfortable her heart became...
The recording of the show was over, and after Ye Yao stepped off the stage, Ditian and Styx supported him.
In order to prevent the staff from discovering the anomaly, the three of them seemed to be walking together with their shoulders on their backs.
When they entered the lounge, Charon locked the door behind him. He turned his head and saw Styx remove the mask from Ye Yao's face.
There was no blood on Ye Yao's face, sweat soaked his clothes all over, his brows were tightly locked, and his body could not move.
Styx helped him onto the sofa and told him to lie down first. Ye Yao was panting, he gritted his teeth, and then poured out the muffled hum that had been holding back.
"I'll call an ambulance!" Charon said.
"Don't shout!" Ye Yao stopped him.
"Call an ambulance to take me out, tomorrow is another big news."
"What to do then!" Charon exclaimed in dissatisfaction: "You are like this, do you want to drive back to the presidential palace? I think you don't even have the strength to get out of the TV station!"
Originally, the soft tissue bruises of the waist were not painful, but after a dance, Ye Yao only felt that his spine was about to break into countless pieces.