Chapter 317 (1/2)

Seeing that, song Yaqin was in a better mood at last. The corners of her mouth raised high and her smile deepened.

Although she is also reluctant to give up the talent of Emerson, after all, the songs written by this person have won her many awards, and the signing of lyrics and music is her own.

Otherwise, song Yaqin would not have won the reputation of a talented singer in recent years.

And the youngest singer.

Because of his love for her, Simpson didn't mind giving up behind her.

But in order to marry Lu Ye, song Yaqin has to let Xiao Mosheng go to the northern military region for the time being. Can she have anything to do with other men? If Lu Ye knows, it will be bad.

When she gets married with Lu Ye in the future, it's a foregone conclusion. With the deep affection of Emerson for her, she will certainly forgive her and continue to write songs for her.

Originally, song Yaqin thought her plan was perfect, but after she bought the ticket for the day after tomorrow and returned to the military compound, her mood sank a little.

She remembered meeting Lu Ye in the shop before.

In Lu Ye's heart, how much do you care about his object?

Even though Mrs. Lu likes her very much, Lu Ye's attitude is also very important!

Before she knew it, song Yaqin went directly to Lu Yejia's door. The houses here are all single family. The temperature is high and the humidity is high in the south, so the terraces of each family are full of flowers and plants. In particular, Lu's terraces are full of flowers and plants, just like a small botanical garden. Besides playing go, Lu's biggest hobby after his retirement is playing with these flowers and plants.

Lu Ye is at the terrace, helping the old man to fertilize his flowers and plants, while he himself is watering the delicate flowers with a kettle.

While watering the flowers, he said, ”ah ye, I've already helped you with the first step, but I'm ahead of you. If that girl Gu isn't as good as you said, don't say it's your parents. I won't let you pass!”

”Grandfather, what kind of thing is good?”