Wu Jianlan finally enjoyed the meal with satisfaction. After eating, she still held Yan Yiqing's hand and asked sincerely, "can you introduce the chef to me? I want him to go to country M

"That Rong Mo still can't scold to death me?" Yan Yiqing said helplessly, "well behaved, I know there's nothing delicious in M country, but don't you have a special cook group for you?"

"It's not as delicious as he made it!" Wu Jianlan is angry, "I have to rub your meal every day before I leave."

Yan Yiqing laughs, "that's too much trouble. Let Wu Ming tell the hotel that it's good to let Qinling Mountain deliver it to you every day - but you have to pay for it."

"Pay, pay as much as you want!" Wu Jianlan stood up with her eyes shining. "Follow the chef to eat meat!"

Yan Yiqing took the opportunity to push the chair to one side, pulling Wu Jianlan's shoulder to take her out, "OK, just after dinner, just stand for a while, disappear, after a while, there will be a fan representative to come backstage to sign for you."

Wu Jianlan, who is fed, stretches and obediently goes out for a walk with Yan Yiqing, and sees a crowd of staff looking sideways: how can't Wu Jianlan be so easy to coax?

When Yan Yiqing comes back with Wu Jianlan, there are many people in the rest room, and the man is surrounded by a group of girls. From the gap of the crowd, he can only see two long legs together.

Among the people Yan Yiqing knew, there were only two people who were in line with this characteristic: not Rong Mo, then it could only be Xia Yijian.

"Xia Yingdi said that he also bought tickets today." Yan Yiqing just remembers this stubble matter, hurriedly said one time to Wu Jianlan.

Fortunately, Wu Jianlan didn't care at all. She walked over with an ordinary sarcastic expression and coughed, "don't do anything?"

Everyone looked back and saw Wu Jianlan. Everyone immediately stopped talking with great staff quality. Qingqing quietly went out with a signed notebook in her hand. Xia Yijian, who was surrounded by Wu Jianlan, finally showed his face. He turned his head to them cynically and said, "good evening."

"Can I help you?" Wu Jianlan choked, "Prince Xia, please don't go into my lounge at will."

"Your staff invited me in." Xia Yijian innocently spread out his hand, "see they are so busy, don't I mean to look for trouble when I refuse? Originally, I wanted to say hello to you. Who knows you've only come back so long, and it's just discovered? "

Looking at Xia Yijian's effortlessly leaving the responsibility clean and throwing it back, Yan Yiqing can't help but have a headache about the two people's tit for tat way of getting along with each other, and quickly interjects, "will Xia Yingdi have trouble sitting in the VIP? I'm afraid some crazy fans will find you. "

"I have bodyguards. I think the security of the venue is also good." Xia Yijian casually put a hand, suddenly pointed to Yan Yiqing said, "so ah, the guard over the VIP area is very strict, don't worry."

Although Yan Yiqing saw his playful eyes and thought about it, she didn't understand what it meant. She only nodded, "it's better to disguise a little. Xia Yingdi should know something about his fans' enthusiasm?"

Xia Yijian shook his head with a smile, "my fans listen to me most. Don't worry, it won't damage the concert. "

"Then I'm relieved." Wu Jianlan impolitely interrupted their conversation, "well, I'm going to make the final preparations. Please go back to the VIP seat."

Xia Yijian shrugged and stood up. His height of 1.85 meters was a complete suppression of Wu Jianlan. He threw a kiss to Yan Yiqing across Wu Jianlan, "Xiao Qingqing, don't be surprised to drop the microphone when you see the VIP area for a while."

Yan Yiqing smokes the corners of her mouth and intuitively knows that this is not a good sentence.

Wu Jianlan slammed the door and scolded angrily, "it belongs to bees... Qingqing, I tell you, even rongmo is better than Xia Yijian, you know!"

"Don't worry, I don't want either of them," Yan Yiqing patted her on the back. "You have to believe my firmness. All right, how about changing? I'm watching you backstage. "

Wujianlan reluctantly calm down, should way, "I know, you also change clothes in advance, I first see if there is anything not suitable."

Xia Yijian went back to the audience area. After two layers of strict security, he sat in the VIP position again. Looking at the wide golden field of vision in front of him, he turned his head and looked at the man who was one seat away. "Isn't Rong Shao neither watching movies nor listening to the stars' songs?"

Sitting there, Rong Mo, who was only drawn a deep outline by the weak light, slightly turned his head. "I thought Prince Xia was not interested in singers either."

Xia Yijian intended to annoy him: "I'm determined to invite Xiao Qingqing to be the heroine of the next play. Naturally, I want to join in."

Rong Mo's eyebrows did not move, as if she was not surprised at the news, "Qingqing's work, as long as she likes, just let it go. If she is willing to play, then I don't mind Prince Xia acting as the leading actor. "

"Oh?" Xia Yijian laughed and said, "even if there is a bed play in the script?"

Rong Mo finally completely turned his face toward him. His handsome face flashed in the light of the fluorescent lamp and the aid card. He was magnanimous and confident. "Prince Xia, you and I both understand that acting is just acting. Qingqing is my girlfriend now, so let's forget the unnecessary gossip."

Xia Yijian didn't choke. He said with a meaningful smile, "if only Xiao Qingqing thought the same way."

Rong Mo squints and doesn't fight with Xia Yijian any more, because a bunch of lights have been on the stage, lighting up the whole venue all at once, indicating that the concert will start soon.

Liang Xinyu's figure is in the front row of the VIP area. He holds a support card in his hand and wears a T-shirt with Wu Jianlan's signature. No one can recognize him as a famous director.

Fans (including Liang Xinyu) screamed and called out the name of wujianlan. Ten minutes later, the other four spotlights came on one by one. After the four "bang" lights started, an all metal elevator came up quietly from the center of the stage. Wujianlan, dressed in punk metal, stood on it. At the same time, the drums jumped out through the sound equipment, All of a sudden, the enthusiasm of the fans of the whole venue was ignited!

Rong Mo's eyes swept over both sides of the stage, but he didn't find Yan Yiqing's figure. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he still sat firmly in the same place.

When Wu Jianlan turns down the elevator while singing, Rong Mo immediately finds that the other party sweeps to the VIP area, and his eyes stick on him for at least three seconds, with a vicious meaning.