C40

Today was the last concert. Under the reluctant gazes of all the fans, Song Haojun said goodbye and left without turning back under the frantic yells and shouts.

The fans didn't leave for a long time because their idols said that they might leave the music industry temporarily. They didn't know when they would get the chance to quietly or crazily listen to him sing again.

The silent gymnasium, after a few minutes of silence, someone began to sob softly.

It was as if at that moment, a huge grief enveloped the hearts of all the fans. No one was willing to leave.

Shulan sighed softly. "Is this the charm of music?"

"No, this is the singer's charm." Tang Rui seemed to be accustomed to seeing such things, he smiled lightly, "Teacher, how many people do you think are still focused on listening to music? If it wasn't for Little Jun's songs, how many people would be willing to pay for the expensive tickets? "

"But the song itself has charm." Shu Lan looked at Tang Rui. From her professional point of view, Song Haojun's song production was quite good.

"Teacher, do you know Haoyue's pursuit of music? His ambition is not just that. " Tang Rui smiled.

In the dressing room, Han Tianning waited for Song Hao Jun to finish taking off his makeup and return to his usual clothes before handing over his phone: "Tang Rui called just now and told you to call him after the concert."

Song Haojun looked exhausted. The 12 concerts had all come to an end. Today, there would be a grand banquet, a farewell banquet that the company had prepared for him.

Tang Rui wouldn't call him unless it was important, nor would he call Han Tianning's cell phone, so Song Haojun immediately called him.

"Jun, what a wonderful concert." Jun, what a wonderful concert. A slightly cynical tone was transmitted over lazily.

Song Haojun wrinkled his brows, and then asked, "Are you there?"

Tang Rui, this guy, had always been uninterested in literature and arts. He hated places with too many people, just like himself. How could he have the interest to come to Singapore to watch his performance?

"Yeah, we were at the scene, um, the middle part, and I almost ate a bottle of the pill." With a lazy and exaggerated tone, Tang Rui and Shulan followed the crowd out of the arena.

"You?" The look in Song Haojun's eyes finally changed.

Han Tianning stood at the side, watching as the expression on Song Haojun's face changed. After bidding farewell to his fans, his face was originally filled with exhaustion and a faint sense of loss, but at this moment, his pair of black crystal-like eyes suddenly seemed to be infused with sunlight.

"Really?" His voice also became joyful, and Song Haojun immediately rushed out, "Okay, wait for me there."

"Song Haojun, there's even a celebratory feast …" Han Tianning picked up his coat and chased after him.

"I'll be there. You go to the banquet first." Song Haojun extended his hand to take the jacket that she handed to him. The night here was still rather cold.

"Where are you going? There are fans everywhere, and this is Singapore. It's best not to walk around. " Han Tianning quickly pulled him back and said.

"It's fine. Go and deal with the rest of the matters." Song Haojun walked to the special elevator and said to Han Tianning before pressing the close button.

This was simply nonsense. He didn't have a single staff member by his side, and this man was a complete idiot. What would he do if he lost them?

Throw … Although it wasn't enough, with his face, it was easy for others to knock him out and drag him home, putting him under permanent house arrest.

Just as Han Tianning was about to rush over to stop him, a manager walked over and pulled her away. "Assistant Han, I was looking for you. Quickly come over and see what is happening."

"Put the other matters aside first. I have something more important to do. Hey, I asked you to let go …" Han Tianning was dragged towards the workshop at the end of the corridor by the highly skilled personnel in charge.

"Little Qin, Song Haojun went down from the special elevator. Bring a few of the staff to follow him, don't cause any trouble." Han Tianning had no way to get out of this predicament, so he could only tell the staff member Feng Huang as he walked.

"Alright, don't worry." Little Qin immediately brought the two staff members to the special tunnel.

The celebratory feast had started rather late, because the main character had not come for a long time. It had almost become a midnight snack.

"Ning, where did Lord Hao go?" Qian Jin asked in a low voice.

By the time Little Qin brought the others down, it was already too late, and Song Haojun had already disappeared without a trace.

"He might have gone to see a friend. Boss, there's no need to wait for him. Let's begin." Han Tianning had made a mistake because Song Haojun left with her phone in his hand. She didn't even remember Tang Rui's number. And Song Haojun was someone who had his phone shut down for ten thousand years, so he couldn't be found right now.

"Wait a little longer." He also invited some of the top executives of Radio Singapore, as well as the staff who had been busy preparing for the concert, and the group of guests.

But the protagonist was still Song Haojun.

As Han Tianning looked at the bustling hall, he started to secretly curse Song Haojun in his heart. Just what was more important than this banquet?

As time passed, Qian Jin finally decided not to wait any longer.

Han Tianning wore a beautiful small formal dress under his trench coat. This was the uniform she had specially prepared for today's banquet. Before coming here, he even had the makeup artist roll up her hair and put on a light makeup.

It was a pity that Song Haojun wasn't here.

Han Tianning was accompanied by his colleagues, all of whom were reluctant to part with her.

Because of the absence of Song Haojun, she was split into two and busied herself with socializing with everyone.

While he was socializing, he was worrying about where Song Haojun had gone to.

He was a superb road-walker, and he was in Singapore. If he wasn't careful, he could be kidnapped and sold.

No one answered Han Tianning's call. Her phone was always muted when she was working, so it was possible that Song Haojun hadn't seen it.

The dinner ended at one in the morning. Even Han Tianning, who was young and healthy, was too tired to move.

She was used to having a stable working time, and after ten o'clock, she would get sleepy.

Han Tianning and four other well-behaved staff members returned to the hotel together. The rest of them were still reveling in the festivities. Their nightlife had just begun.

Han Tianning lay on his bed. Although he was tired and sleepy, he couldn't fall asleep.

Where did Song Haojun go?

Han Tianning sat up in distress and used the hotel's phone to call the gym.

She was worried and wanted to go over and bring out the surveillance footage to have a look.

No one answered for a long time. Han Tianning hung up and called him again.

Your computer has been shut down...

She turned the blanket over and over again. Without her familiar firm chest and octopus-like limbs, she suddenly felt very uneasy.

That Lu Chi. I wonder if tomorrow's noon flight will be delayed.

Han Tianning slept restlessly that night. He woke up early in the morning and looked around him at the empty bed. He stared blankly for a long time before getting up to wash up.

She had always felt that something was missing. After washing up, she stood by the bedside and astonishingly discovered that no one had allowed her to give them a kiss.

Han Tianning immediately dialed his number after touching his tender lips.

His phone was still turned off.

She called her colleagues and asked them to contact the people in the gym. She called up a surveillance video, didn't eat breakfast, and dragged a colleague who spoke Malaysian along to the gym.

"Aiya, Ning Ning, don't be in such a hurry. Haoyue isn't a three year old kid. Besides, he said that he would relax as soon as the concert ended. You're making too much of a fuss." His colleague who was still used to Han Tianning's status comforted him as he sat in the taxi.

Han Tianning pursed her lips. She knew that she was a bit too nervous, but Song Haojun hadn't come home that night. He was also an idiot, so he didn't bring any money. She was worried that he would lose it on the streets of a foreign country.

In the control room, Han Tianning found the backstage monitor that went up at 10: 10 last night with the help of his staff. She saw Song Haojun standing in the elevator, slowly closing the door.

Looking for the next shot of his appearance, he switched directly to the underground parking lot. This was the special parking lot for the staff in the stadium. It was a sufficient protective measure to prevent crazy fans and media outlets from appearing.

The light in the parking lot was dim. Han Tianning saw Song Haojun walk towards a car while leaning against a man with a pretty good figure.

Because he was a bit far from the camera of the monitor, he couldn't hear what they were talking about, but Han Tianning felt a little relieved. Luckily, this Lu Chi was with Tang Rui.

Then there was no need to worry. Tang Rui wouldn't lose Song Hao.

Just when Han Tianning was trying to make out the license plate number of the car, he suddenly saw a woman walking out from the shadows. It was too dark to see her face, but he could tell that she was almost 1.7 meters tall.

"Who did Lord Hao go to see?" His colleague was playing with his cellphone and didn't pay much attention to it. When he saw a woman come out, he immediately rushed in front of the computer screen nervously, "This woman's figure is pretty good!"

Then, they saw Song Haojun, who had always been against women, hug the tall and thin woman for the first time.

Han Tianning was shocked when he saw this. From beginning to end, Tang Rui had been leaning against the car, and his posture hadn't changed at all.

The hug lasted for more than ten seconds. Han Tianning held his breath for more than ten seconds before the three of them got in the car and left.

"Wow, Haoyue is hugging other women. Doesn't he find it annoying to even shake hands?" His colleague's eyes lit up, completely forgetting that Han Tianning was Mrs. Song. "Aiya, I really want to see that woman's face just now."

As she spoke, she retreated until the moment Shulan came out, then froze, wanting to enlarge her vision to take a look.

"You got the license plate number?"

Compared to his colleague's abnormal excitement, Han Tianning had already returned to his normal state, as if he was at work.

"Ai, Ning Ning, don't be angry. As a man, it's meaningless to be a wife with one eye closed. If you manage things too strictly." It was as if his colleague had just suddenly discovered Han Tianning's identity. He immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Especially a man of high quality like Emperor Hao, being able to be his lover is already a blessing he gained from eight lifetimes …"

Han Tianning took out a pen and paper and wrote down the license plate number, patting the shoulder of his chattering colleague, "We can leave now. What would you like to eat this morning?" "I'll treat."