Capítulo 1247: Chapter 1247: Born to Be King of Songs (27)
Mu Sheng had a slightly dreamy expression when Qu Jiangxiao asked that question.
When Sheng Yan nodded, Mu Sheng’s expression beca one of bewildernt, ending up with a wooden face.
Chuzheng, from a man’s perspective, was indeed very beautiful, even more so than the celebrities in the circle.
But there was an intimidating coldness about her.
When you first see her, you are stunned by her looks at first glance, but upon a second glance, you can only notice her distant aloofness and the noble aura not everyone can handle.
Such a person is like a mural that has settled for a thousand years, breathtakingly beautiful, yet no one dares to offend.
Qu Jiangxiao asked, “Does the boss know?”
Sheng Yan shook his head.
How could he dare to tell her that everything he has now was given by her?
Mu Sheng’s short-circuited brain returned to normal, and he imdiately lunged over, “Xiao Yan, why are you so overwheld with thoughts to like the boss? Office romance is a no-go!”
Sheng Yan: “…”
Qu Jiangxiao: “…”
Is this about the problem with office romance?
Qu Jiangxiao pulled Mu Sheng away, looked at Sheng Yan, and seriously asked: “Xiao Yan, do you know why we changed our minds back then?”
Initially, Sheng Yan had asked them, but they never spoke.
“Wasn’t it because you didn’t want to give up…”
Qu Jiangxiao shook his head.
“Xiao Yan, both Mu Sheng and I needed money, we couldn’t be so willful, we changed our minds because the boss gave us money to solve our most urgent problems, and her condition was…to accompany you in playing music.”
That was exactly what Chuzheng said, accompany Sheng Yan in playing music.
Sheng Yan was stunned there, unable to react for quite so ti.
Qu Jiangxiao: “Xiao Yan, do you think the boss appreciated your talent?”
Did she?
Sheng Yan didn’t know.
His mind was in chaos, and he stamred, “What…are you trying to say?”
Qu Jiangxiao smiled and said, “Maybe the boss likes you too.”
Sheng Yan suddenly looked at Qu Jiangxiao, and Qu Jiangxiao continued, “So many people outside want to sign with the studio, but for so long, no one has been signed. I found it strange and quietly asked Lisa, and Lisa said…”
He paused.
“Said what?” Mu Sheng pressed.
“Lisa said the studio is only serving you,” Qu Jiangxiao tapped on the back of his hand, “Lisa ntioned your na, not our group.”
“, ?”
Sheng Yan was so shocked he could barely speak.
Qu Jiangxiao nodded.
Sheng Yan was dumbfounded, his thoughts in a tangled ss, unable to be sorted.
After a while, Sheng Yan muttered, “Are you…kidding …”
Qu Jiangxiao told Mu Sheng to call Lisa to inquire.
Mu Sheng was curious too and imdiately dialed Lisa, asking under the excuse of a friend wanting to sign up.
“Didn’t I already tell Jiangxiao before, the studio is not planning to sign any artists for the ti being, let your friend find another place.”
“Why?”
“For what else, the boss doesn’t allow it.”
Mu Sheng continued to ask, “Why not allow it?”
“Not allowed is not allowed, we as employees can’t guess the boss’s thoughts.”
Mu Sheng glanced at Qu Jiangxiao, his eyes shifted slightly, and he quickly said, “I heard soone in the studio say that the reason for not signing artists is that the studio only serves Sheng Yan, is that true?”
There was a silence from Lisa’s side: “Mm.”
This was not a confidential request from Chuzheng, so Lisa felt it should be okay to say.
Mu Sheng hung up the phone, looking at Sheng Yan.
The result was that he and Qu Jiangxiao were just extras.
Qu Jiangxiao clapped Sheng Yan on the shoulder: “So, Xiao Yan, you could actually confess and maybe the boss has already taken a liking to you.”
Sheng Yan: “…”
Sheng Yan couldn’t process so much for the ti being, and Qu Jiangxiao dragged the questioning Mu Sheng away to let Sheng Yan think by himself.
–
Ding dong——
Sheng Yan was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of his phone, and after that pause, a series of dinging sounds followed.
Sheng Yan opened his phone and saw a dozen unread ssages from Chuzheng.
His heart skipped a beat.
Chuzheng never proactively sent him ssages.
The last one was a picture, and Sheng Yan couldn’t see what it was on it. He stared at the red dot and opened it with the solemnity of a pilgrimage.
The picture started loading.
Sheng Yan: “…”
All dozen ssages were pictures.
All…of her photos.
When Sheng Yan looked at the photos above, there was a new ssage below. He took a long ti to slide down to view it.
[Chuzheng: If you want to say sothing to in the future, don’t take sneak shots.]
Sheng Yan suddenly turned the phone over, unable to hide the panic on his face.
His heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out, blood rushing to his limbs, pulling at every nerve.
What…does she an?
Sheng Yan suddenly thought of Jiangxiao’s words—so, Xiao Yan, you could actually confess and maybe the boss has already taken a liking to you.
Could it be?
–
During Sheng Yan’s hospitalization, so paparazzi found out, but Chuzheng had Lisa suppress the news.
The concert’s heat hadn’t subsided yet, if news suddenly broke out that Sheng Yan was hospitalized, people might say he was making a fuss over a small injury, which would be negative for him.
Lisa thought maybe Chuzheng misunderstood ‘minor injury’.
Was it a minor injury for Sheng Yan?
Lisa was curious about how Sheng Yan got injured, but neither Chuzheng nor Sheng Yan would talk about it, leaving it a mystery.
With the concert just over, he could have a break, so Sheng Yan was staying in the hospital.
Even though he felt fine, Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao were worried, saying how important it is to nd bones for a hundred days, insisting he recuperate well.
Until the doctor almost couldn’t bear it and ‘kicked’ Sheng Yan out, he could finally leave the hospital to recuperate.
Now Sheng Yan and his friends lived in company-arranged apartnts…though called apartnts, they were actually standalone villas, with top-notch security, with electric nets outside, unfamiliar workers would be escorted by security throughout the villa area.
So here, there’s generally no need to worry about privacy leaks.
“Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan!”
Mu Sheng banged loudly at Sheng Yan’s door early in the morning.
Sheng Yan, still sleepy, opened the door, “What’s up?”
“Co down and see.”
Mu Sheng dragged Sheng Yan downstairs.
Outside the villa was parked a large truck, full of flowers, blooming brightly in the morning glow.
Sheng Yan was stunned, his eyes filled with fiery colors.
“Xiao Yan, who sent them?” Mu Sheng was curious beside him, “Being able to deliver directly in here, surely not an ordinary person.”
Mu Sheng waved a hand in front of Sheng Yan’s eyes, “Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan? What’s with the daze, is this for you?”
Sheng Yan vaguely replied that he didn’t know, and went back to his room with his phone.
[Sheng Yan: Did you send the flowers?]
[Chuzheng: Do you like them?]
[Sheng Yan: Why did you send them to ?]
[Chuzheng: Didn’t you ask for them?]
Sheng Yan stood by the window looking out, while Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao didn’t get special treatnt. Her treatnt towards him…was special.
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