Xi Yan stood aside and looked at Xiang Mian's frowning appearance, she also had some hesitation in her heart, she was worried that if Wen Xian saw Xiang Mian here, she would think that she had called her to come over, but Wen Xian was like this, Xi Yan didn't know who else could convince him besides Xiang Mian.

After hesitating for a moment, Xi Yan still gently patted Xiang Mian's shoulder, watching the girl turn her head to look at herself, Xi Yan smiled at Xiang Mian and whispered, "I also know that there is no such relationship between you and Wen Xian, you may not need such hype now, but Wen Xian is different, you help me persuade him, even if you don't want hype, we can sit down and talk." ”

Xiang Mian knew that if it weren't for the fact that this matter couldn't be solved, Xi Yan wouldn't have said this to herself, and turned her head to look at the lonely figure in the recording studio, Xiang Mian's heart was also uncomfortable, if it wasn't for Xi Yan talking to herself, she wouldn't know that Wen Xian would have fought for so long for this matter.

Looking at the worry in Xi Yan's eyes, Xiang Mian nodded slowly, "Don't worry, I'll talk to him well, don't worry." Xiang Mian knew what Xi Yan was worried about, Wen Xian didn't participate in the event for so long, once or twice can explain it clearly, it has really been a long time to talk about playing big names in this circle, so Wen Xian's hard work for so long is really wasted.

After explaining to Xiang Mian and Xi Yan, he turned around and slowly walked to the door of the recording studio, watching the man holding the pen and constantly writing something, Xiang Mian's hand on the handle slowly retracted, but his eyes fell on Wen Xian's body tightly, and he sighed deeply, Xiang Mian opened the door and walked in.

But before he took a few steps, he saw that Wen Xian didn't turn his head and directly picked up the paper next to the table and threw it over, Xiang Mian didn't expect Wen Xian to be so excited, and after reacting, he hurriedly closed the door of the recording studio, and watched the man sit on him all the time without moving.

Xiang Mian didn't say anything, put the backpack in his hand on the sofa on the side, slowly squatted down, picked up the paper that Wenxian had just thrown on the ground, Xiang Mian lowered his head and looked at the songs written on the paper, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Wen Xian is really talented in music, and his later development will be very good, but he is involved with himself, Xiang Mian's heart is also very guilty, especially watching Xiang Mian and the economic company have such a stiff quarrel, knowing that all this is because of himself, Xiang Mian doesn't know how to face Wen Xian.

Wen Xian has always blindly paid for himself, Xiang Mian thought that as long as he was happy and happy, then Wen Xian would naturally let go and forget all the things that happened in between, but now looking at this, Xiang Mian felt that what she thought before was wrong, and the more Wen Xian thought about her like this, the more guilty she felt in her heart.

Holding the song manuscript in her hand tightly, Xiang Mian stood in place and took a deep breath, trying to calm down her mood as much as possible, she knew that she shouldn't think about it so much, and she already had a baby in her belly, Xiang Mian stretched out her hand and kept touching her belly, and her excitement slowly eased a lot.

Gently walked to Wen Xian's side, Xiang Mian felt the pungent smell of smoke on the man's body, looked at the unburned cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table in front of him, frowned subconsciously, put the music manuscript in his hand on the table, and saw that Wen Xian was always sitting upright on the chair, Xiang Mian was slightly distracted, and before he could say anything, he listened to the man's deep voice ringing in his ears.

"Get out! I don't listen to what I say now, do I? Get out of here! ”

"Smoke less, it's not good for your voice, so how can you sing in the future." Xiang Mian listened to the manic voice, but he didn't feel anything, stretched out his hand and gently put it on Wen Xian's shoulder, Xiang Mian felt Wen Xian's whole body tense up instantly, and his heart relaxed a lot.

Wen Xian listened to the soft female voice in his ears, his heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Xiang Mian looking at him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Wen Xian's whole person suddenly stiffened on the chair, subconsciously thinking that he was dreaming to see Xiang Mian.

Xiang Mian didn't see Wen Xian's face just now, and now he was shocked when he saw the man turn his head to face him, I don't know how long Wen Xian has been in this small recording studio, the whole person has no energy at all now, and there is stubble on his chin, Xiang Mian looked at Wen Xian like this, and a trace of worry crossed his clear eyes.

didn't want Wen Xian to think about anything more with him, Xiang Mian turned his head and coughed lightly, seeing that Wen Xian was still sitting stiffly on the chair, Xiang Mian couldn't help but reach out and pat the man's shoulder, and said with a soft smile, "It's only been how long, how did you become like this?" What are you doing when you see me without even saying a word, and keep staring at me? ”

Wen Xian listened to Xiang Mian's non-stop inquiries, and hurriedly reacted, looking at Xiang Mian's frowning appearance, his heart suddenly tensed, he looked down at the cigarette butt in his hand, and just pressed it into the ashtray, looking at the cigarette butts full of cigarette butts in the ashtray, Wen Xian smiled at Xiang Mian embarrassedly, and said in a deep voice, "You go and sit on the sofa for a while." ”

Xiang Mian didn't refuse, he didn't feel anything when he was at the door, but he had just stood beside Wen Xian for a while, Xiang Mian couldn't stand it anymore, and that disgusting feeling came up again, just sitting on the sofa and watching Wen Xian anxiously clean up his table, and ran over to open the window to breathe.

Seeing that Wen Xian had been standing at the window, Xiang Mian couldn't bear it, it was still very cold outside, and Wen Xian didn't wear much clothes, Xiang Mian was worried that he would get sick like this, so he said softly, "I'm fine, don't always blow the cold wind, it's not good if you catch a cold." ”

Wen Xian listened to Xiang Mian's concern, nodded slowly, turned around and closed the window, and saw the girl sitting on the sofa looking at herself, Wen Xian didn't know what to say, he had been in the recording studio during this time, and he didn't have a mobile phone, so he didn't know what things were going to be now.

Wen Xian kept flattering his hand, turned his head and took out a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet on the side, and gently put it in Xiang Mian's hand, "There is nothing here, I should prepare some warm water for you, I will let them prepare." ”