Chapter 159： That way he will fall in love with me (1/2)

Chapter 159:

Liang Yisheng smiled, ”Come here to finish filming the scene first. It's the same if the honeymoon is postponed. I'm a little tired, so I went up first.”

Wen Xi nodded together and watched her walk away.

”Wen Xi, do you believe her statement? Why do I feel that it is unpleasant? I heard that many newlyweds have problems when they get married, but not when they are in love.”

Wen Xi retracted his gaze, ”Didn't you just say that you want to eat supper? Which one?”

”Oh, that one! It's so delicious, my God, especially the eel, now I'm drooling...”

The two stayed in the store for more than 30 minutes before returning to the hotel.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw one of Park Junyun’s female assistants waiting at the door of their room.

Yi Xia immediately released Wen Xi's arm and moved forward happily, ”Sister Enxi, why are you here? Are you here to find me?”

Enxi gave her a lukewarm look as a greeting, and then walked to Wen Xi, ”Miss Wen, Mr. Park asked me to give it to you. He has already returned to China to record the show. He will be back on the 15th. I hope you can use these few days to become familiar with this song.”

With that said, she handed Wen Xi a room card again, ”He said that if you want to use a musical instrument, you can go to his room to get it and practice it.”

Wen Xi took it, ”I will, thank you.”

Eun Hee bowed to her and walked away.

Wen Xi was about to take out the room key to open the door, when he suddenly caught Yi Xia's silent stare.

”What's the matter?” she asked casually.

Yi Xia lowered her eyes, took the room key and opened the door and went in, without saying a word to her.

The emotion came too suddenly, and Wen Xi was a little confused.

After closing the door and walking in, Yi Xia lay straight on the bed, her face buried in the quilt, her body exuding a gloomy breath.

”Isha?”

”Don't talk to me.”

The first time that Yi Xia was so angry, Wen Xi was a bit confused by the second monk.

Suddenly, she noticed the sheet music in her hand and figured it out for a while.

”Oh.”

Faintly answered, she walked to her bed, put down her things, and did not continue to talk to Yi Xia.

This is the case, Yi Xia is even more angry, sits up angrily, pouting, ”Why don't you tell me you want to cooperate with Oppa to record songs?”

Wen Xi removed her makeup while saying, ”I didn't tell anyone about my interest in work arrangements.”

”But, but you know I like Obama, why don't you tell me!”

Seeing her playing such a childish temper, Wen Xi smiled helplessly, ”You also said that you like him, not me, so I am not interested in talking about him.”

Yi Xia rolled her eyes and thought for a long time. She seemed to lose her breath and said awkwardly, ”Then you can't do this in the future. If it's about him, you have to tell me.”

When the words fell, she lowered her head, ”I don't have much chance to say a few more words to him. If only I could sing as well.”

As she talked, her focus shifted and she opened her eyes wide and asked, ”Why did he suddenly find your partner to record a song? You are not well-known, and you are completely new to music.”

She eagerly walked to Wen Xi, asking for an answer.

There was a faint fear in his pupils, afraid that Wen Xi would be taken by the idol.

That way, what would she do.

Wen Xi put the makeup remover on the lid, ”Why are you looking for me, I don't know, you have to ask him, as for a novice,” she smiled slightly, ”I have been exposed to music since I was three years old. I know basic instruments and songwriting. I have won many singing contest awards since I was young. I should not be considered a novice, at most a novice in the entertainment industry.”