The Superstar Little Brother-in-Law and The Social Butterfly Big Sister-in-Law (45)
After crying, Bai Weiwei was led home by He Nanxi.
He Nanxi put his efforts into brainwashing her, “This is your home. You don’t have to worry about anything. We’ll invite a good lawyer and the property will be divided to you in minutes. You must take it, to not take it would be foolish. You were silly once, you can’t be silly a second time, ah.”
Bai Weiwei sighed and said, “Nanxi, you seem to be my heaven sent guardian angel.”
He Nanxi smiled, “As long as you are happy, I can do anything.”
Bai Weiwei: It’s so easy to get, it’s like the favorability can go up at any moment.
She asked the system, “How much is the dog’s favorability.”
System: “Ten.”
Bai Weiwei: “In the face of his hard working wife who had been used as a target for resentment, just that little favorability. It is indeed a slag extraordinaire.”
System: “Initially it was five favorability, the remaining five points were from when you cried and divorced.”
Bai Weiwei: “Alas, slag men have a backwards routine. When someone doesn’t love him, he feels they’re special.”
She thought about it and decided to suspend her work on He Nanxi.
Worried about what would happen if she reached full favorability, while the slag dog side’s favorability hadn’t increased.
She had to belly dance with her ass out and at that time, even if her face was a few meters thick it would be useless.
It was too shameful.
She couldn’t do it.
When He Nanxi came home, he excitedly led Bai Weiwei to the music room.
“I’ve written a few more songs, I’ll play it for you.”
Bai Weiwei could almost see the name of the songs appear in front of her eyes.
《My Motherly sister-in-law》
《Maternal Love Is a Mountain》
《Not the Birth Mother, Better Than the Birth Mother》
《Ah, Affection For You is Like Water of the Yellow River Sent From Heaven.》
Bai Weiwei: Won’t listen, don’t want to listen, roll.
He Nanxi’s slender fingers, gently opened the lid of the piano and he sat down gracefully.
Then he began to play the music he had created.
This song was gentle and affectionate down to the bone.
Bai Weiwei listened and felt as if she returned to her mother’s womb, so that she wanted to sleep.
The notes under He Nanxi’s fingers had no lyrics, but had a more illustrative sense than lyrics.
Gentle as water, not like his previous hit songs.
These songs were more like passing through the bustling red dust, past the returning cavalry and eventually turns into the purest love.
Played for only one person.
His eyes softened and he couldn’t help but gently hum a few words. The voice was sexy and hoarse, as well as clean as spring water, bubbling into the heart.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but soften her expression.
Her voice also gently hummed. The voice from behind was sweet, but not sticky, with a unique air of inspiration. It perfectly fit together with He Nanxi’s voice.
The windows of the music room were glass.
The sun came in.
She was shrouded in a halo, hazy with her soft face and faint yet ethereal singing.
He Nanxi’s fingers paused, he suddenly felt that she was an angel, sent to save him in the dark mire.
Bai Weiwei heard the music stopped and smiled, “It sounds very nice, Nanxi.”
He Nanxi bowed his head, somewhat and unnaturally said: “It’s you who sings well.”
He never thought of his songs sung from her mouth.
Would sound so heavenly.
Bai Weiwei didn’t seem to take his praise to the heart, but looked at him tenderly.
“Nanxi, have you ever thought about getting back on stage.”
He Nanxi, his finger fell on the key of the piano, making a loud noise.
Bai Weiwei smiled, “Actually, I just think you must be very dazzling on the stage.”
