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??Not long after the push was forwarded,? He Pingsui responded.However, the content of the response completely deviated from Meng Tinghe's expected direction.

?? "This... I personally think that she sings so-so. Baby, are you interested in her? I don't think so."

??Meng Tinghe was stunned for a few seconds when he saw his outrageous and jealous words. He remembered that he still had time to talk to his boyfriend about it.

?? He took a look at his younger brother who was asleep, and dialed a phone number.

"This is Meng Jiaqing." He Pingsui quickly answered the phone.Because of Meng's surname, and because this was the first time Meng Tinghe pushed this kind of thing to him, Mr. He's first reaction was that his boyfriend wanted to flatter him.

?? "Baby,? Although I respect your choice and freedom,? But my personal suggestion is to change to a singer with more outstanding ability."

?? He Pingsui casually cited the name of a respected senior in the music industry - this senior has first-rate singing skills and distinctive personal characteristics, but his facial features are relatively simple.

??Meng Tinghe chuckled, but didn't speak.

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??He Pingsui felt something wrong with Meng Tinghe's reaction, and said cautiously, "I was wrong? This person... has bullied you?"

"It's not enough to bully." Meng Tinghe pulled the quilt, threw it towards the end of the bed, and covered his brother.Liu Wenzheng turned over, and called brother in a daze.

??He Pingsui keenly caught the voices other than her boyfriend, and what she wanted to say instantly turned into another sentence: "Why is there someone else in your bed!"

"It's Xiaozheng." Meng Tinghe kicked Liu Wenzheng lightly, responding to his call.Liu Wenzheng closed his mouth peacefully and continued to sleep deeply.

??He Pingsui gritted his teeth, and said generously, "Okay."

??The party started in the afternoon, and Meng Tinghe and the other boys had been arguing for a long time. It was already night.

??Because his brother fell asleep,?Meng Tinghe didn't turn on the ceiling light,?Only one light was on on the workbench in the room.The dim light concealed a trace of lethargy in Meng Tinghe's eyebrows and eyes.

??He said slowly: "Didn't you tell me before that some people would care about some things? Before that, what I told you was,? Some things are not valid until they are clarified."

??Meng Tinghe's voice was soft and soothing, bringing He Pingsui's thoughts back to that unpleasant conversation almost instantly.

??At that time, He Pingsui's affection for Meng Tinghe was not as strong as it is now, and he didn't even agree with his actions.

??But hearing Meng Tinghe mention it again today, He Pingsui's feeling about this matter is completely different.

?? He sat up straight, almost timidly listening to Meng Tinghe talking about this matter.

??Compared to He Pingsui's nervousness, Meng Tinghe was much calmer: "Physiologically speaking, Meng Jiaqing is my cousin."

??He Pingsui hummed, indicating that he was listening.

?? "Didn't I enter Yuezhao Lihua when I was 15 years old?"

??After briefly introducing who Meng Jiaqing was, Meng Tinghe changed the subject and talked about his joining the band.

?? When he said this, Meng Tinghe lowered his eyes and paused for a while.

??Speaking of... the reason why he joined the band, he has not told his boyfriend yet.But this time he didn't want to say another thing.

?? One by one, first tell the boyfriend about Meng Jiaqing.

?? This subtle pause was enough for He Pingsui to think of some possibilities.

??Mr. He even strangely synchronized with Meng Tinghe's thinking—Mr. He knew that his boyfriend probably still had a lot of things that he didn't tell him.

??Meng Tinghe recalled his thoughts, and said in a soothing tone what Meng Jiaqing had done.

??Even though Meng Tinghe said it lightly, He Pingsui still felt a sharp pain in his heart.

?? In his memory, Meng Tinghe was a teenage boy, slender and gentle, well-behaved and beautiful. Even when he was angry, he was so cute. How could... someone treat him like this.

?? She is still his sister in name.

??He Pingsui didn't dare to think about how those people used words to attack Meng Tinghe back then.

"Baby, can you turn on the camera?" He Pingsui's voice was hoarse, "I want to see you."

??For such a small request from her boyfriend, Meng Tinghe agreed with almost no consideration. He tapped the operation options with his fingertips and turned on the camera.

??He Pingsui's side is very bright, and the pity and worry in his eyes are clearly reflected.

??Meng Tinghe met his eyes, and his heart trembled because of the emotion in it.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, before Meng Tinghe smiled reassuringly at He Pingsui: "Don't look at me like that, she's not bullying me, and she finally exposed her."

??He Pingsui didn't care what happened to Meng Jiaqing after he was finally exposed. He only knew that this person not only stole his boyfriend's work, but also made him suffer from trumped-up charges.

?? Even if only for two days.

??He said in a muffled voice: "I love you so much that it's too late, and someone actually bullies you."

??Meng Tinghe's fingertips landed on the screen, held down He Pingsui's frowning brows from the air, and said with a smile: "It's not bullying if you say it. You know, I didn't care about these things at first."

?? The outside world's evaluation can't have any influence on him. If Meng Jiaqing didn't touch his bottom line, he wouldn't bother to cast his eyes on her.

??He Pingsui carefully observed Meng Tinghe's expression, and after confirming that his boyfriend was really not sad, he suppressed his emotions a little.

??He intentionally eased the atmosphere, snorted and teased Meng Tinghe: "Ancestor, you didn't tell me anything before, but now you will finally take the initiative to tell me."

?? It's sad and not easy to say.

"Because you have the right to know all of this now." Meng Tinghe said the first sentence seriously, but the latter sentence was rare and blunt, "Besides, seeing a person who copied me wants to make a comeback, It's quite appropriate."

?? "So, boyfriend, help me vent my anger, okay?"

??…

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??the next day.

??Besides He Pingsui who received the information immediately, Meng Xingyu was the second to know about it.

??Meng Dong's work and rest has always been regular, napping and waking up earlier than Meng Tinghe's drunk mess.

?? Knowing this early in the morning, Meng Xingyu immediately ordered his subordinates to collect information, while walking back and forth in the corridor in front of Meng Tinghe's room.

??in the room.

??Meng Tinghe sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at his brother on the ground, lost in thought.

??He chatted with He Pingsui a little late last night. After hanging up the phone, he was too lazy to carry Liu Wenzheng, and he was too lazy to go to other rooms.

?? But he overlooked the power of his sleeping position in a relaxing environment.

??The two brothers lived in peace for a whole night. In the early morning, Liu Wenzheng was finally kicked out of bed by the elder brother.

??Meng Tinghe sat in the middle of the bed, looked at his younger brother who showed no signs of waking up, and tried to analyze the possibility of him getting this younger brother who was taller than himself into bed alone.

?? Forget it, I can't drag it.

??Meng Tinghe threw the quilt down to cover his younger brother, and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

??As long as he doesn't say anything, Xiaozheng will think that he rolled down by himself.

?? As soon as Meng Tinghe opened the door, he almost bumped into Meng Xingyu, who was walking back and forth eighteen times.

?? "Dad, why are you here? Didn't you read the newspaper today?"

??Meng Xingyu stopped walking, and said nonchalantly, "I've finished reading today's."

??The father and son went downstairs side by side, falling regular footsteps on the wooden floor.

??When he walked around the screen, Meng Xingyu called to his son: "Little Crane."

??Meng Tinghe turned his head: "Huh?"

??Meng Xingyu patted his son's head, and said in a deep voice, "Dad was negligent and let Meng Jiaqing reappear in the public eye."

??Meng Tinghe knew that his father almost never paid attention to information in the entertainment industry, so he shook his head, indicating that he was not angry.

??Meng Xingyu himself shook his head: "Although their family is not worthy of attention, Liu Shan mentioned the matter of her daughter's comeback that day. Dad did not deal with it in time."

??Meng Tinghe couldn't laugh or cry.

??Obviously he is a kind old father who cares about his children, but he didn't let him go home last year.

??After reflecting on his mistakes, Meng Dong thought of another thing: "But it's a little strange. I found out that there is another force doing this thing this morning."

"Ah, this." Meng Tinghe opened his chair and sat at the dining table, blinking, "I also sent it to He Pingsui yesterday."

?? As soon as he uttered those words that were infinitely close to acting like a baby last night, He Pingsui immediately threw away his helmet and armor, and agreed to his request with gentle eyes.

?? It is estimated that it will be processed in the middle of the night.

??Meng Dong nodded resentfully: "Oh." The stinky boy counts him as sensible, and at least he knows how to act.

??Meng Tinghe added: "I sent it to Brother Yan Cen and the others."

?? "..."

?? Meng Dong inexplicably gave birth to a sense of crisis that he must make a contribution as soon as possible.

??…

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?? A recording studio in the suburbs of Beijing.

??Meng Jiaqing stopped to rest after singing.Another girl in the recording studio glanced at her dress enviously, and complimented: "Sister Jiaqing worked hard this afternoon. The melody of this song is really amazing. Sister Jiaqing, how did you write such a beautiful song?" It's a nice tune."

?? Hearing this question, Meng Jiaqing's hands shook slightly, and then put on a shy and gentle smile: "It took a while to calm down to observe life and taste the world."

?? The girl complimented her words.

?? Meng Jiaqing looked at her fawning on her, and her confidence was restored.

??During this time, things finally moved in the direction she planned.Although the party was not completed, the image of a talented singer that she had always wanted to portray was taking shape little by little.

??From an angle that the girl couldn't see, Meng Jiaqing narrowed her eyes, her eyes full of mockery and sternness.

?? Even if she doesn't ask the Meng family, so what, even if she copied Meng Tinghe's music before, it still can't hinder him now.

?? What's more, she also has a backer now.

??Meng Jiaqing touched the skirt on her body carefully, and when she looked up again, she found that the staff around her looked at her strangely.

??Her assistant Xiaolin secretly gestured to her anxiously, beckoning her to come over.

??Meng Jiaqing frowned, greeted the sound engineer next to him, and walked to the rest area.

??"What's wrong?"

??Xiao Lin was a little afraid to look at her, so she handed over the tablet and whispered, "You should come and see for yourself."

??Meng Jiaqing took the tablet casually and looked at the content on it.

??The next second, she froze in place with a pale face.

??How could it be picked up so suddenly?

??The author has something to say: Mr. He: The daughter-in-law acts like a spoiled child, who can resist this.

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??Thanks Xinyi, Xiao Qingyu for the nutrient solution!Pooh!

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?? I went back a little bit today, and I was deeply confused.I originally wanted to write an unruly and unkind Gong, but I don’t know why it turned into a sand sculpture fooled by my daughter-in-law, and I did it on the spot? ? ? ? ?

??It’s me, who makes the most bland and cool salted fish, and says the most flirty words, hey.