Chapter 87: Love Rival Public Opinion Investigation Department?
Zhao Yang parked the car in front of the main building and followed the housekeeper through the corridor to the backyard.
There is a faint floral scent in the air.
A huge glass greenhouse was built in the backyard.
Roses of various colors are in full bloom, looking gorgeous and charming.
Feng Mingzhou was wearing a dark grey cashmere sweater with his sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows.
He had his back to the door, trimming a pink rose.
The housekeeper led Zhao Yang in quietly and whispered, "When the master is free, he takes care of these flowers himself."
He paused and added, "It was...left behind by Miss Gu."
Zhao Yang understood.
No wonder.
Feng Mingzhou heard the noise, turned around and signaled with his eyes at the rattan chair next to him.
"sit."
Zhao Yang pulled out a chair and sat down, watching him continue to tend to the flowers, and spoke carefully: "Um... Mingzhou, Zhou Mubai... he flew back to Europe yesterday."
Feng Mingzhou didn't stop his actions. He cut off the most blooming rose, put it close to his nose and smelled it, then put it into the crystal vase prepared next to him.
"In his family, Madam Zhou is my aunt."
Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and continued, "What do you think about this matter...can you just..."
Feng Mingzhou finally put down the scissors, picked up the white towel beside him and wiped his hands, his voice was emotionless: "It's good that you know what's good for you."
Zhao Yang sighed inwardly.
Well, Zhou Mubai is completely doomed this time. He could have offend anyone else but this evil god.
Just when he was wondering how to respond, footsteps were heard at the door of the greenhouse. Feng Mingzhou's assistant walked in quickly and bowed slightly.
"Boss Feng."
"Deng Yaochen... released a new song."
When Zhao Yang heard this, he joked, "Mingzhou, you don't have a department called 'Love Rival Public Opinion Investigation Department', do you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the assistant gave him an indescribable look.
Bingo!
Zhao Yang: “…”
He touched his nose awkwardly and shut up.
Feng Mingzhou had already opened his phone and Deng Yaochen's singing voice came out.
[Cicadas chirp in my ears, the summer breeze blows gently,
Paper airplanes fly through the golden sunset.
On the back seat of the bicycle, you smile so brightly,
At that moment, my heart was beating and my chest was burning.
Long time, stay safe,
You are still my original yearning.
In the distance of the future, dreams are growing.
On the long journey, love is faith.
…………】
The music stopped abruptly.
The greenhouse suddenly became quiet.
Zhao Yang quickly tried to smooth things over: "Hey, young people nowadays like to write songs that are ambiguous and want to attract attention! Maybe they wrote it for their fans, don't..."
Feng Mingzhou's eyes were terribly gloomy.
Of course he knew who the song was written for.
Every word and sentence seems to be a provocation and a declaration.
He wants to too.
He dreamed of telling the whole world that Gu Manman was his and Feng Mingzhou's.
It belongs to him alone.
To prevent any Tom, Dick, or any other monster from coming and coveting him.
He ordered his assistant in a cold voice: "Download this song for me."
The assistant looked embarrassed, "Boss Feng, today is Valentine's Day. This song... has received a very good response since it was first released. It has already become a trending search. Moreover, there are too many download channels now. Even if we forcibly remove it from the shelves, I'm afraid... we can't delete it completely. Many people must have saved it locally."
That is to say, Manman...may have probably heard it?
Hearing that boy confessing his love to her in this way?
Feng Mingzhou was filled with panic.
Then...will she...agree?
On the screen, the song's play page was still lit, but the comment section was already exploding.
[Ahhh Yaochen is so good! The lyrics are so sweet! ]
[Written for the fans, right? (Guilty)]
[It’s Valentine’s Day, and you’re still a fan? Wake up! She’s definitely a real sister-in-law! ]
…
Feng Mingzhou's eyes swept across those speculations, his eyes were so sinister that ink could drip out.
The tip of his heart.
His long.
How can we tolerate others coveting us in this way and making it known to the world?
"Contact Deng Yaochen's agency."
"Tell them that all of Feng's businesses, including but not limited to film and television investment, publicity and distribution channels, and business endorsements, will immediately terminate all cooperation with Deng Yaochen and his team."
This is equivalent to completely banning Deng Yaochen in the domestic entertainment industry.
The Feng family is too big, and the interests involved are complicated. After this order is given, who would dare to use Deng Yaochen?
Zhao Yang was also surprised. He didn't expect Feng Mingzhou's reaction this time to be so big and direct.
“Mingzhou, you…” Zhao Yang tried to dissuade him, “Aren’t you going too far? Even though that guy is annoying, his crime is not serious enough, right? Besides, Manman…if she knew…”
Feng Mingzhou ignored him, looked at his assistant, and said firmly: "Go and do it."
"Yes, Mr. Feng." The assistant didn't dare to say more and immediately turned around and left.
Feng Mingzhou cut the roses, picked up the crystal vase and walked out, his steps quick and heavy.
"Hey, Mingzhou! Where are you going?!"
Feng Mingzhou said without even turning his head: "I'm going to find Manman."
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I slept well last night, but the incident early in the morning still gave Gu Manman a headache.
The phone screen was still stuck on the playback interface of Deng Yaochen's new song. The lyrics were sickeningly sweet and the melody was catchy. The comment section below was already exploding with everyone shipping the couple.
But the next second, an entertainment push popped up - [Deng Yaochen is suspected of being completely banned, and Feng Group terminated all cooperation].
Two pieces of information put together.
Gu Manman pinched her eyebrows and felt her temples throbbing even more violently.
"I told you so," Su Yu was browsing gossip on her phone, "Once Deng Yaochen releases this song, that guy will definitely go crazy! It's so fast!"
Gu Manman leaned back on the sofa, her voice a little tired: "I think he's going crazy again."
Just as he finished speaking, "Ding Dong-Ding Dong-Ding Dong-"
The doorbell rang.
Su Yu stood up and looked out the door through the peephole. Her expression froze. She looked back at Gu Manman and muttered softly, "Oh my god, you really can't talk to people during the day. The madman came to my door on his own."
Gu Manman also froze, her body subconsciously tensed.
The doorbell stopped ringing.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The knocks on the door became louder and louder.
With Gu Manman's approval, Su Yu opened the door.
Feng Mingzhou, who was standing at the door, was tall and straight.
The dark coat was smoothly cut, making his shoulders look broad and his waist narrow. He wore a high-necked cashmere sweater of excellent texture underneath, and every strand of his hair was meticulously groomed.
In his hand he held a crystal vase containing a bunch of half-opened pink roses.
He walked to the coffee table as if no one was around and put down the crystal vase in his hand.
"Manman, this is what you planted before. I cut it off for you."
But his eyes were always fixed on Gu Manman.
Gu Manman was curled up in the soft sofa, still wearing her home clothes and her hair casually tied up.
Feng Mingzhou looked at her, just curled up on the sofa, just like she had curled up on him many years ago.
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