"Sister Xinyu, how are you? Where's the money?" You Ziyi changed her hair color again, with dreadlocks, a crop top, a long skirt, and heavy makeup appeared in front of Chen Xinyu.

"Here is the money. I will transfer it to you for a few seconds. Where are the things?" Chen Xinyu held up the transfer page on her mobile phone to show You Ziyi, and asked while reaching out her hand.

"Here, I've given you the mobile phone, everything is inside." You Ziyi handed a mobile phone to Chen Xinyu.

Chen Xinyu took the phone and flipped through it, and sure enough, she found something threatening her, and then transferred the money to You Ziyi's account.

"Okay, thank you sister Xinyu." You Ziyi happily watched the money arrive, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, I've checked my grandma's illness. 30 yuan is only enough for pre-operation, and there will be a lot of expenses in the future. You can't make much money by being a shooter and writing for others." Chen Xinyu sat down , leisurely picked up the menu next to it.

"You? That has nothing to do with you." You Ziyi didn't want others to meddle in her family affairs.

"If you do me a favor, I'll help you pay grandma's medical bills. Grandma loves you very much, doesn't she? Are you willing to leave grandma so soon?" Chen Xinyu looked at You Ziyi's back with her chin resting.

"Are you really willing to help me pay grandma's medical expenses?" You Ziyi was a little persuaded, and looked back at Chen Xinyu.

"Well, sit down." Chen Xinyu made a gesture of invitation.

I saw Chen Xinyu whispered a few words next to You Ziyi with a foxy smile, and You Ziyi nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Chen Xinyu took You Ziyi to the barber shop to change her hairstyle, and went to the clothing store to buy some lady's clothes. You Ziyi was so overwhelmed that she instantly changed from the image of a concubine to a girl next door.

Chen Xinyu looked at her work with satisfaction, everything was settled, and she just waited for Yiyi to sing Qin Yaran's song and spread it all over the country.

"Does everyone understand? The boss helped us win this cooperation opportunity, so in the face of all the singers in Yiyi's company, we must listen carefully and create seriously." A Yuan said in the conference room Talk to the various composers under the banner of work.

"Yes, sister Yuan, I understand."

"Boss, do you have anything to add?" A Yuan handed the PPT controller to Qin Yaran.

"No more, let's adjourn the meeting. It's good for everyone to create with their heart."

"Thank you boss."

After the meeting was gone, A Yuan approached Qin Yaran and asked quietly, "Boss, Yiyi will release an album tomorrow, and there will be some of your song in it, are you excited?"

"Hmph, looking at you like this, it's like you have never seen the world?" Qin Yaran poked A Yuan's head with her finger.

"Oh, I have a phone call, I won't talk to you, you should hurry to work." Qin Yaran pushed A Yuan out of the meeting room and answered the phone.

"Congratulations Yaran, you won't blame me for telling you this time, right?" A familiar male voice came from the phone, it was Mu Hanxuan.

"How could it be? What about you? How was the concert going?" Qin Yaran asked Mu Hanxuan with a smile while lowering her head.

"It's not bad. I'll be back tomorrow night. Let's have dinner together? Call Shang Ruofeng, that's it. I have something else to do." Mu Hanxuan hung up the phone after speaking in a hurry.

Qin Yaran shook her head helplessly, opened WeChat and sent Qiao Ruofeng a WeChat message.

Back home at night, Qin Yaran was rushed by Zhuo Ziyang as soon as she entered the door.

"Yangyang, you will scare mom like this." Qin Yaran took Zhuo Ziyang and took a few steps back.

"Mom is so amazing!" Zhuo Ziyang hugged Qin Yaran and raised his head and said to Qin Yaran with a smile.

"It's been a few days before you said that your mother is amazing and she hasn't kept pace with the times." Qin Yaran pulled Zhuo Ziyang and walked home, and when she walked to the restaurant, she smelled very fragrant.

"Is it delicious? Dad cooked Hunan cuisine tonight. Congratulations." Zhuo Ziyang raised an eyebrow at Qin Yaran.

"It smells so good, I didn't expect Yichen to be so powerful." Qin Yaran leaned against the kitchen door and looked at the busy figure inside.

"Sit down, let's eat." Zhuo Yichen continued to cook the last dish, fish head with chopped pepper.

"Why does your father know how to cook Hunan cuisine?" Qin Yaran and Zhuo Ziyang came to the living room and asked in a low voice.

"Dad knows how to cook a lot of cuisines. It's very good. Mom, you can taste your favorite Hunan cuisine at home tonight." Zhuo Ziyang sat on the chair and looked at the dishes on the table, drooling.

"I found out again that I like Hunan cuisine." Qin Yaran smiled and went to serve the meal.

After a while, all the dishes were ready, five dishes and one soup, it looked extremely rich, and it tasted like home.

"Congratulations." Zhuo Yichen poured wine and clinked glasses with Qin Yaran.

"Thank you." Qin Yaran smiled.

"Me too!" Zhuo Ziyang joined in the fun with the fruit juice.

"cheers!"

"Yichen, your cooking skills are really good." Qin Yaran ate with gusto.

"En." Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran eating so happily, and smiled.

Qin Yaran was very happy to win such an opportunity for her studio, and drank too much wine at night.

Zhuo Yichen carried the drunk Qin Yaran back to the room and put him on the bed. Zhuo Yichen hadn't seen Qin Yaran sleeping soundly for many years. He gently stroked Qin Yaran's face, sat quietly by the bed for a while, then turned and closed the bed. The lights go away.

In the early morning of the next day, Qin Yaran woke up in a daze with her head propped up, with a terrible headache, but she saw a bowl of hangover soup next to the bedside table, with a note pressed under the bowl.

"Mom, drink the hangover soup obediently. Yang Yang is going to school."

"Ah."

Looking at the note, Qin Yaran suddenly felt very warm, drank the hangover soup, washed up, and went to work.

"Boss, please sign this document." Ah Wang entered the office.

"Isn't it usually made by A Yuan? Where is A Yuan?" Qin Yaran heard that the voice was different from the usual one, and looked up to see that it was Ah Wang.

"Sister Yuan is on sick leave. She seems to have a fever." Ah Wang stood holding the document and looked at it.

"Oh good, good." Qin Yaran handed the signed document to Ah Wang.

"Boss, Netease Yunyiyi is going to release an album tonight, sister Yuan asked me to remind you to listen to it."

"Yeah, got it, let's go to work."

After get off work in the evening, there was still some time before eating with Mu Hanxuan and Qiao Ruofeng, so Qin Yaran bought some fruit and went to visit A ​​Yuan.

After exhorting Ayuan for a few words, she left and went to the restaurant.

"Why did you arrive so early?" Qin Yaran clearly arrived ten minutes earlier, but found that Qiao Ruofeng had already arrived.

"How can I make the lady wait?" Qiao Ruofeng helped Qin Yaran pour a glass of water.

"It would be great if that bastard Mu Hanxuan knew this truth, he would step on it every time." Qin Yaran complained a little.

"Then why are you here so early?" Qiao Ruofeng smiled lightly.

"Hanxuan is like that, I am not, I can't let you wait alone."

"How's your body feeling recently?" Qiao Ruofeng asked with concern

"Sometimes my head hurts a lot, and I feel that some scenes seem familiar." Qin Yaran supported her head.

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