She put the towel on her hair irritably, walked over, bent down to pick up her phone, and stood there without a regular unlocking.

There is a new news.

She held the phone in one hand, bent her legs, clicked on the message, and looked at it.

It was Nie Mi who sent her a message.

I had a long text message and probably told her that soon after, the city would hold a music exchange meeting of high-level levels. He would attend as a guest at that time, and then he had a place on hand. The organizer wanted Nie Mi to give her the place to participate and invite her to attend. After Nie Mi considered it himself, he also wanted her to go...

Qiao Nian patiently finished reading the message and clicked on the invitation letter attached to the message.

I saw that on the gilded invitation letter, the other party wrote with sincerity in hand, hoping to invite [Chasing Light] to the scene.

Qiao Nian lost interest after just one look and quits directly. She holds her cell phone in her slender and fair hands, but she doesn't see clearly how she types. In just a few seconds, she replied to the message.

...

Wen Ruxia from Beijing was drinking tea with an old man in Chinese Tang suit. After the assistant gently brought hot water, he went out quietly. He held his breath throughout the whole process and dared not look around.

Halfway through drinking, the old man's cell phone suddenly rang.

The old man, who was originally leisurely and seemed to care about anything, suddenly seemed to have changed his mind, and stopped drinking tea and immediately picked up his cell phone next to the table.

Nie Mi was really nervous. He was holding his heart in the air. He couldn't wait to click on the news that he had come back from the city and took a closer look.

【qn: Don't go.】

It's clear at a glance.

Compared to the text messages he sent 180 words, it was simply too ruthless!

Wen Ruxia didn't know what was written on her phone, but when she saw that he looked solemn, she probably guessed it. She picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and smiled slowly and said, "Old Nie, what do you mean by Zhui Guang? Don't you come?"

Although to outsiders, Mr. Nie's position in the music field invites a newcomer to attend a music exchange meeting, no one should be reluctant to give face, but she was fortunate to see the person who chased the light through video.

He is not very old and looks only 18 years old. He may still be studying, but his aura is definitely not an ordinary person.

How should she describe that boss?

First of all, what impressed me the most was the beautiful and overly overwhelming face.

Then, there is the calmness and banditry at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows.

She remembered that the other party introduced traditional music and the tone of the guzheng, which was neither slow nor slow, but it was like a breeze blowing, making people feel comfortable.

Nowadays, few young people can calm down like this.

Although she hadn't really met the person who chased light face to face, Wen Ruxia felt that the other party was not the kind of person who pursued fame and fortune.

After all, with the name Zhuiguang, the current traffic and popularity.

Not to mention anything else, being in the entertainment industry is just a casual thing.

Plus that face...

Wen Ruxia's beautiful and excessive face appeared in her mind again, and she couldn't help but think of her stupid nephew.

The two seem to be about the same age.

This thought came out and she stopped.

I feel very regretful.

If the Wen family is an ordinary family, that little girl is beautiful and rare to be talented, and she is more than enough to be Wen Ziyu's girlfriend.

Unfortunately, the Wen family is not an ordinary family. No matter how picky their family is, they still have certain requirements for the future wife candidates.
Chapter completed!