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Xia Haoyang answered the phone but didn't say anything.

"Is that Xia Haoyang?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the phone.

"It's me. How are you doing recently?" Xia Haoyang suppressed his voice a little. On a quiet night, in an empty room, a person's voice would seem louder than usual.

"Well, that's good. I heard your wife is pregnant too. Congratulations."

"Thank you."

At this time, Xia Haoyang was very calm, or he had a premonition that he would receive a call from Wang Qing, but he was also curious about what she would say.

"The song God gave me before was written by you, right?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, I didn't react at first, and Tianci also misunderstood me. I originally wanted to introduce Tianci to my husband, because we both play in bands. Recently, my husband has encountered a bottleneck in his creation. I wanted the two of us to be friends and communicate more, which may be helpful to him. Unexpectedly, Tianci gave me a work, and my husband liked it very much, so he wanted to buy the copyright of the song."

Xia Haoyang on the other end of the phone smiled. As expected, he said that Wang Qing would not deliberately come to him to ask her to sing a song for her husband.

"It's just a song. You can contact the company and buy it out normally. I'll charge for it."

"Well, OK, I will call your company tomorrow to sign the contract. Thank you anyway."

Xia Haoyang didn't mention that he had just sent three more songs to Tianci. "Anything else?"

I could feel that the other party seemed a little flustered. "No, nothing. The purpose of my call was actually to thank you."

"Haha, you're welcome. We are friends, and this is a normal business practice. You paid for it, and it's not a gift from me."

"Well, then, that's it, goodbye, I won't disturb your rest."

"OK, bye."

Xia Haoyang put down his phone, feeling no emotion at all.

Suddenly the cell phone rang again. I glanced and saw the name on the caller ID was: Zeng Jingyi.

Xia Haoyang smiled knowingly, picked up the phone, and called out in a greasy voice: "Wife, I miss you so much..."

The greasy middle-aged man's coquettish voice began to echo in the empty room.

Wang Qing also breathed a sigh of relief after putting down her phone. She had not originally thought of calling Xia Haoyang, but ten minutes ago she received a call from Juzi. Juzi had not called her since she and Xia Haoyang broke up clearly.

It was also through Juzi's call that she learned that the previous song was written by Xia Haoyang, which made her very embarrassed, so she wanted to call him to thank him.

On the phone, Juzi also said something else that seemed to be hinting at something, roughly meaning how outstanding Xia Haoyang is now, and do you regret breaking up with him?

"I don't regret it, I really don't regret it. My husband loves me very much, and I am satisfied with my life now. He is very good, but he is not the one for me. I sincerely wish him happiness, and I will call him later to thank him for his help."

"He is not him." Juzi may never understand what the "he" in this sentence refers to. Wang Qing once promised that she would never tell anyone about his time travel. In fact, no one might believe it even if she told them, but she kept her promise.

So what if he became the richest man? In this world, not all people are vain and only care about money. Wang Qing really does not regret her choice.

. . .

Xia Haoyang rested at home for two days because of a sore throat. Xiao Mengyan completed the filming of the TV series and returned to Baguo Village.

But she took two days off and didn't go to the company.

Xia Haoyang, who also did not go to the company, just stared blankly at Xiao Mengyan busying herself at home.

She is busy moving, moving next door.

The silly "little girl" finally realized that it was inappropriate for her to live in Sister Jing's house all the time. She was obviously a third wheel.

But it wasn’t until I got engaged that I realized how “unpleasant” it was to live here all the time.

No wonder the fat boss sometimes expresses jealously that he wants to fire me.

"Fatty Boss, Mimi, I want to take the cat away and raise it. Is that okay?" Xiao Mengyan was reluctant to let go of the cat.

In fact, when we first adopted this golden shaded kitten, we gave it a name, but after a few years, we got used to calling it Mimi.

"It's not far. Your house is just outside the gate. Just carry it over. It'll make your home cleaner." Xia Haoyang has had feelings for the cat, as he has kept it at home for several years. However, he also knows how precious this cat is to Xiao Mengyan, so he naturally won't compete with her for it.

There are also news reports on the Internet about young couples breaking up and fighting over their pets, not for other reasons. For those who truly love animals, "it is really better to have a cat or dog as your significant other."

"But I want to move the bed in my room over there as well. I'm used to sleeping there." Xiao Mengyan muttered.

Xia Haoyang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with his phone, said without raising his head: "If you want to move, then move over, but the bed in your room is only 2 meters long. You will live with your husband in the future, so it would be more appropriate to buy a 2-meter or -meter bed."

"But I like this bed. I think it's the most comfortable to sleep on."

"Then move it. Go find that guy of yours? Huang what's his name? Ask him to ask someone to move it over."

"He's gone abroad to play a game, Fatty Boss, can you help me?"

"I can't move it, so I'll find a moving company."

"There aren't many things, this is the only big item, and we just need to move it to next door, so there's no need to call a moving company. I, the fat boss, and two more people can actually carry it over."

Xiao Mengyan, who grew up in a rural area in southern Yunnan, does not live a luxurious life. She does not think that she should be a star or anything like that. It is obvious that she regards herself as the main labor force.

After hearing his "daughter's" words and looking at her expectant eyes, Xia Haoyang could only sigh and call Han Xiyu and others to ask them to come and help move.

It wasn't just Han Xiyu, Li Tianci and other men who came to help. Qin Jiali and Shao Minzhi were also in the company, so they followed Juzi and others to come and help.

"You clean such a big house by yourself. You don't hire a cleaner? Why? It doesn't cost much." Qin Jiali was surprised that Xiao Mengyan cleaned the entire house by herself.

"The house isn't too dirty, just a little dusty, and it's easy to clean. I finished it in half a day by myself, hehe."

"Didn't the bad fat boss help you either?" Everyone focused their attention on Xia Haoyang.

"No, I don't know anything. I didn't know that Xiao Mengyan was cleaning next door yesterday and wanted to move over. No one told me." Xia Haoyang panicked when he saw everyone's eyes.