Bo Huai did not blame her for being unreasonable, nor did he mention his own identity. He just stroked the pinky ring on his left little finger and mentioned Bo Qiu.
"Bo Qiu is still young. If he neglects you in any way, don't get angry with him."
Tu Nian was somewhat confused after hearing his words. She pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Do you know that I'm an artist under Bo Qiu?"
Bo Huai's eyes lit up, but he didn't respond. Instead, he turned to look at Chu Qiurong: "Did you teach him this?"
Chu Qiurong shrugged and did not deny it.
Bo Huai smiled and drank the glass of wine on the table. He said slowly, "You care about him more than I, as his brother, do."
Putting down his wine glass, he pulled out a silver-rimmed business card from his pocket and placed it on the table. He said to Tu Nian, "Take this, it will be useful in the future. As the eldest brother, I have to leave a way out for my younger brother, right?"
Tu Nian touched the business card and found that it clearly showed the address of the Bo family. She was shocked and felt that Bo Huai must have misunderstood her. She hurriedly explained, "You misunderstood. Mr. Bo and I are not in that kind of relationship..."
"Bo Qiu values you very much." Bo Huai didn't seem to care what she was about to say. He looked at her with a burning gaze and said word by word, "He has his own reasons, at least for now. I don't know what your relationship is like now, but you have to remember one thing: you are very important to him."
Tu Nian was completely bewildered by these words and felt even more overwhelmed. She really couldn't continue the conversation, and after some hesitation, she could only look at Chu Qiurong for help.
Fortunately, Chu Qiurong had long seen through her embarrassment. Seeing that she was actively begging him again, she glanced at Bo Huai and said, "She came to see me today. You can save these words for later."
After Chu Qiurong reminded him, Bo Huai realized that Tu Nian probably still knew nothing, so he withdrew his gaze and said no more.
They chatted casually for a few minutes, and after a while, Tu Nian left early, making the excuse that he had to get up early the next day.
When Tu Nian left, she looked like she was doing the same thing as usual, but Chu Qiurong could see that her steps were disorderly.
Seeing her walk away, Chu Qiurong sighed secretly and looked at the blond man beside her, feeling quite helpless.
"Why did you tell her all this?"
Bo Huai took off the ring and played with it in his hand. "Xiao Qiu likes her. She has to know about this. After all, we don't know how many years our old man can live."
"Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you talk like that?" Chu Qiurong said, then raised her hand and ordered two more glasses of wine.
Bo Huai chuckled: "Even if it's struck by lightning, it will be the one from the Song family who gets there first."
"That's the older generation's business. Parents can't do anything about it. It's better for us to say less." Chu Qiurong was holding her cell phone, not knowing what she was looking at.
After hearing this, Bo Huai couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion, "Xiao Qiu is really too filial. If he were as naughty as me, the old man would definitely not be able to control him."
"Don't let your imagination run wild," Chu Qiurong scrolled through the pages for a long time, her fingertips finally stopping at the black guitar portrait. "Who knows, maybe the old man will change his mind after getting to know her."
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Tu Nian returned home, washed up twice, and then fell headfirst onto the bed, his heart pounding.
She didn't even know how she came back. From the moment she saw Bo Huai, her mind was in a mess.
The cryptic conversation between Chu Qiurong and Bo Huai was truly unbelievable.
What they meant was that Bo Qiu had known them for a long time, but they didn't even have the slightest impression of him.
It just so happened that Yu Wen Yiyi went home to be a parasite, and she had no one to talk to about her troubles.
She couldn't control her pounding heart and was extremely irritated for a moment. After struggling for a while, she dialed Bo Qiu's number without anyone noticing.
“Beep—beep—”
The waiting tone kept ringing until a clear female voice prompted him to call. Only then did Tu Nian hang up the phone and stare at the ceiling motionlessly.
"You are very important to him." Bo Huai's words seemed to be lodged in her mind, echoing over and over again, unable to be shaken off.
There was no response on the phone. She didn't know how much time had passed. She had no one to talk to about her sorrow, so she just fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Bo Qiu's studio was located in a moderately sized three-story villa near the outskirts of the city, converted into a workspace, making it very convenient for both composing and recording songs.
When Tu Nian arrived, Luo Zhan was lying on a recliner, eating breakfast, and a projector was playing on the main wall that showed the Marvel movie he had downloaded a few days ago.
"Wow, you're here early." Luo Zhan greeted her and kept eating the salad in his arms.
"Good morning, senior." Tu Nian responded simply. Seeing that Luo Zhan had no other instructions, he looked around.
The interior decoration of the house is simple, but there are quite a lot of clutter; the overall color scheme of the house is mainly linen, which is a warm but not dazzling tone; there are stairs on both sides of the house, and there is a direct elevator at the eastern end.
The whole studio can be said to be decorated in a high-end and convenient style, and it does not look like the work of an amateur.
She wandered around. The first floor was furnished with a few ordinary tables and chairs, and a number of documents were neatly stacked on the tables. She flipped through a few pages, all of which contained plans for Bo Qiu's new song. Luo Zhan's projector was set up in the middle of the hall, presumably for meetings.
After walking around, Tu Nian had nothing to do, so he leaned back on the sofa and followed Luo Zhan to look at the alien creatures and superheroes on the wall.
After a while, Tu Nian couldn't help but glance at Luo Zhan. She found that he had been eating for so long, but he hadn't even finished half of the salad in his bowl. Now she couldn't sit still anymore. She immediately leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Senior, what is our mission today?"
Unfortunately, the movie was at a crucial point, and Luo Zhan didn't hear what she muttered at all. He just waved his hand to signal her not to interrupt, and his eyes never left the image on the wall for a second.
"Senior!" she called again.
This time, Luo Zhan simply didn't wave his hand, pretending not to hear.
Helpless, Tu Nian had to lean back on the sofa and watch the little people on the wall flying around.
It seems that it is not a good thing for celebrities to be too down-to-earth. They take time off when the boss is not around and don't take her, their little follower, seriously at all, forcing her to slack off with him.
Now, someone is busy saving the world and I can only watch the show. It’s really boring.
I called Bo Qiu last night but he still hasn't returned the call. Judging from the look of things, he must be busy with something. So Luo Zhan is completely hopeless.
If I had known this would happen, I would have brought my guitar with me so I could write a song when I have nothing to do.
As she was thinking about it, her eyes accidentally glanced towards the second floor.
Perhaps God had eyes and couldn't bear to see her so bored, so he took a glance and actually saw a guitar. Not only that, she could also vaguely see a piano, a drum set, and so on.
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