Crippled Master's Young Wife

0In the mansion of Fu family, Jiang Lingfeng's sharp eyes revealed a trace of danger, "Don't get so close to him. Don't let him sing the songs he wrote! Understand? "    0

    

"Ah? Hubby, if you don't want me to be so close to someone, who else can I sing the songs I wrote for?"    

    

Warmth was confused. She couldn't figure out what was going on.    

    

"What do you think? Who were you with in the studio just now? Hmm? "    

    

Jiang Lingfeng held his warm little chin and bit down on the trough with a face full of jealousy.    

    

Warmth:... ""    

    

Was this man knocked over again?    

    

After all this time, he did not allow her to get close to Lyu Zhixuan!    

    

What the hell!    

    

It was both angry and funny.    

    

Warmth didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When she thought about the song that she had just made for Lyu Zhixuan, she knew that it was impossible for her not to sing it for Lyu Zhixuan.    

    

She had to obey someone's every word.    

    

Her voice was especially gentle. "Hubby, listen to me. In my eyes, Other than you being a man, no one else has a gender. Furthermore, I will sign this Lyu Zhixuan in. I want him to be more effective, and I want him to work for our company to earn money. Hubby, I'll listen to you. I won't get close to her for no reason. But let him sing the song, alright?"    

    

Her well-behaved words were especially ingratiating.    

    

Warmth finished the new song, arranged the accompaniment, and a new song came out.    

    

In the recording studio, Lyu Zhixuan sang the song with a magnetic voice, expressing his affection for her. Warmth filled the studio.    

    

"Great, Zhixuan, you sang well. I will continue to encourage you and make the album as soon as possible."    

    

Hearing this, Lyu Zhixuan's calm face showed a trace of emotion.    

    

He moved his lips but did not say anything in the end.    

    

He only said faintly, "We will listen to Director Wen's arrangements."    

    

"Hehe, Zhixuan, you are so calm."    

    

Warmth teased him and looked at the time. "Let's go. It is time for afternoon tea again. Oh, I seem to be addicted to Mann's family's dessert!"    

    

She was addicted to eating.    

    

Lyu Zhixuan's hands, which were hanging on both sides of his body, clenched slightly. A trace of stiffness flashed across his handsome face.    

    

A message came from his phone.    

    

Lyu Zhixuan slowly took it out and took a look.    

    

"I'll give you another day. Tomorrow, I want Wind and Cloud Media to be on the trending list!"