Chapter 877

"You shouldn't have promised him."

A nanny car drove smoothly on the horse. In the car, Zhang Xin sitting in the second row said to Su Yue:

"Fang Xiaole is too young and the number of works is not as large as you. If you don't do it anymore, you will retreat bravely and others will put you on the altar."

"So you think I'm not as good as Fang Xiaole?" Su Yue looked at Zhang Xin. Although his tone was dissatisfied, his voice was dozens of times softer than when talking to Li Zheng.

"Li Zheng is deliberately provoking you." Zhang Xin is used to his character and doesn't care. She just whispers a reminder.

"I know." Su Yue looked out of the window at the flying scenery. A moment later, his voice slowed down:

"I'm trying to give you a breath."

The car became quiet for a moment.

The assistant in the front row drove attentively, glanced at the rearview mirror quickly, and then continued to look at the road as if he were deaf.

"I..." Zhang Xin suddenly said:

"I didn't take Lin Yao as my opponent. Xiaoxuan likes her very much."

Su Yue suddenly turned his head: "Lin Yao doesn't deserve to be your opponent, even Wang manling. I was confused and shouldn't write so many songs for Wang manling. Otherwise, it should be you after the first day!"

Zhang Xin looked at the excitable man, and suddenly a smile appeared on her cold and gorgeous face: "what else did you mention about it before?"

"No, I've always wanted to say sorry to you."

Su Yue refused to stop and continued:

"When I heard that you and Li Zheng had children, I and I hated you too. I went to Wang manling to write songs. I just wanted to be angry with you,

But I didn't expect that Wang manling could beat you. It's my fault that you didn't get to the position that should belong to you!

But now... "

Su Yue's eyes were full of firmness and paranoia, and his voice was a little dry:

"I only write songs for you. I won't let anyone bully you!"

Zhang Xin sighed: "Lin Yao has retired. I don't have a chance to compare with her."

"But I can compare with Fang Xiaole. As long as I hold Fang Xiaole down, even if Lin Yao comes back later, she won't pose a threat to you."

Su Yue said immediately.

"Su Yue, I really don't hate Lin Yao. You don't have to do this for me."

Zhang Xin advised.

"No, I didn't protect you well and let the scum Li Zheng cheat you. From now on, I won't let you get any harm."

Su Yue's eyes turned red and his expression became more and more paranoid.

Zhang Xin looked at him and opened her mouth. Finally, she could only sigh and look out of the window.

The sun is as bright as it used to be when you were young.

Su Yue looked at the elegant posture of the woman beside him. He wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but when her fingertips were less than an inch away from her, Zhang Xin's cell phone rang. It was her agent.

"Xiao He, what's up?"

"Sister Zhang, the theme song you cooperated with Mr. Su has been hot searched, and the public opinion is looking forward to it, but..."

The manager Xiao He's voice was shocked, as if he was afraid of Zhang Xin's anger.

"Go ahead." Zhang Xin said.

"Lin Yao just sent another microblog, occupying the first and second places of hot search. Our can only be in the third place."

Little he said uneasily. Although he was nominally Zhang Xin's agent, he actually had the same status as an assistant. Many things were basically decided by Zhang Xin himself.

"Lin Yao sent another microblog?"

Zhang Xin's voice was steady, and she couldn't hear any vitality. Of course, it could also be the tranquility before the storm. Xiao he whispered:

"Yes, it was sent just before we announced the theme song. We didn't expect it to be like this, but if we deliberately avoid her, it seems that we are afraid of her."

The more he said, the more empty he was. Finally, he hurriedly said, "sorry, Sister Zhang, I didn't think about it."

"Well, I see."

But Zhang Xin was not angry, her voice was still very calm, and then hung up the phone.

"What's going on? I didn't get criticized? " The little he at the other end of the mobile phone looked at a loss.

"What's the matter?" Su Yue asked.

Zhang Xin shook her head and said calmly, "it's all right."

The car soon reached Zhang Xin's house. She said to Su Yue, "do you want to go in?"

Su Yue was stunned, a little excited, and heard Zhang Xin say, "Oh, sorry, I forgot that today is the weekend. I'm going to cook for Xiaoxuan and Xiaomeng. Sorry, I'll invite you to dinner next time."

Su Yue opened his mouth and had to nod and say, "OK."

Zhang Xin said to her assistant and asked him to take Su Yue back. Then she got out of the car by herself.

When I opened the door and walked into the house, a lively figure came to greet me with a shout of joy:

"Mom, you're back. Look, the bad aunt has tweeted again!"

Xiaoxuan took his mobile phone and pointed to Lin Yao's microblog on the screen.

The nanny followed and said in fear, "Miss Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention for the moment. Let Xiaoxuan find out my mobile phone."

Zhang Xin bought her son a mobile phone, but in order to protect her son's eyes, she usually strictly controls the time he uses his mobile phone.

Only after you finish your homework at the weekend can you play for a while.

It's time for Xiaoxuan to do her homework. According to Zhang Xin's rules, she can't play with her mobile phone. The nanny has been scolded for not controlling Xiaoxuan several times.

"It's all right, sister Zhou. Go up and take care of Xiaomeng."

But Zhang Xin seems to be in a good mood today. She didn't swear.

"OK, Miss Zhang."

The nanny was surprised and didn't dare to talk more. She hurried upstairs to take care of Zhang Xin's little daughter.

"Mom, look, the villain's sister is polishing shoes for others, but she looks good at polishing shoes!"

Xiaoxuan was still chirping there.

"Does Lin Yao shine shoes?"

Zhang Xin was stunned. She took her son's cell phone and looked down. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt up slightly:

"That's her sister. You saw it at the wedding last time."

"Oh, it's the unhappy sister?" Xiaoxuan immediately remembered that he and Zhang Xin were present at Lin Yao's wedding and saw Liu Dui, but Liu Dui kept a straight face throughout the whole process, so Xiaoxuan named her unhappy sister.

He was saying that when he saw that his mother didn't even change her shoes, he looked there with his mobile phone and smiled from time to time.

Xiaoxuan said warily, "Mom, you don't like bad aunt, do you? No, I like it first. You can't rob me! "

The smile on Zhang Xin's face suddenly gathered and recovered her cold appearance: "what nonsense? Have you done your homework? "

"Not finished yet." Xiaoxuan's voice immediately decreased.

"Don't do it yet!" Zhang Xin said with a cold face.

"Oh." Xiaoxuan limped away.

"Xiaoxuan." Zhang Xin stopped him behind and asked:

"If I played against the bad aunt, who would you support?"

Xiaoxuan said strangely, "Mom, didn't you compare last time? You were bullied by the bad aunt?"

Zhang Xin's chest fluctuated and her face was expressionless. "I can't finish my homework before 11 o'clock. I can't go out this afternoon."

"Ah, I'll do it right away!" Xiaoxuan ran away with a sad face.

Zhang Xin snorted, looked down at her mobile phone and looked at the photo of Zhang linyao bending over to polish Liu Dui's shoes. Her eyes showed longing and tenderness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up again.

"That's nice..."

At this time, the mobile phone in the bag rang. It was wechat.

She took out her cell phone and was slightly stunned.

It was a wechat sent by Lin Yao.