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Chapter 122 Master, can you return to the vulgarity?(1/2)

What I had to do when I returned to Luzhou was basically completed. Wang Fang wanted to stay for a few more days, but Xu Yan had no chance because Han Yumian had only had a few days off.

After the MV was filmed, Xu Yan went to Luzhou Cemetery and joined Han Yumian to pay tribute to his father-in-law and mother-in-law who passed away early.

Walking in the cemetery where the stone tablets are erected, Xu Yan did not feel the chilly cold wind. Instead, the sun that appeared today made him feel a little sweaty on his back.

No matter how busy he is, Han Yumian will come back every three or four months, and every time he comes back, it is essential to visit his parents’ graves.

Grab and Grab and Grab and Grab. Today she is carrying two carnations and fruit baskets, which contain the big citrus and apples that her parents liked to eat most during their lifetime.

Xu Yan holds a bunch of yellow and white chrysanthemums in his hand. The yellow chrysanthemums represent longing for the deceased, while the white chrysanthemums contain regret for the deceased leaving the world.

"Let's bury it here in the future!" He said to Han Yumian with a smile.

Han Yumian glanced blankly. Why did this guy like to spit out these disgusting words in his mouth!

When I arrived at the place, a thick tombstone engraved with a white inscription stood in front of me. Xu Yan looked at it and gradually put away his laughter.

After years of growth, Han Yumian was able to control her emotions. She smiled and swept away the dust falling in front of the tombstone, then placed the carnations and fruit baskets, and she whispered:

"Mom and Dad, Mianmian is back. Are you okay there?"

What she said was very light and soft, which was the tone that Xu Yan could only enjoy after the two of them confirmed their relationship.

"Mianmian is very good, and he is happier than before. Don't worry!"

As she said that, she touched her chest, which was a pearl token left by her mother.

"In addition to Mianmian, there is also a boy who is here to see you. He is not Mingyue. He is... the person his daughter likes. His name is Xu Yan."

When introducing Xu Yan, Han Yumian felt a little shy on the corner of her mouth, as if her parents were really in front of her, and she was introducing her boyfriend.

Xu Yan placed his flowers in front of the tomb, held Han Yumian's hand, and smiled and said, "Uncle and Auntie, hello. Don't worry, I will take good care of Mimian. She is also my beloved girl!"

He hugged Han Yumian, and Han Yumian leaned on his shoulder. The two of them chatted with the couple in the underground world.

Han Yumian was talking about some of the things that happened to her in the past few months, and Xu Yan listened quietly beside her.

There is oneself in the story, and in the girl's mouth, it seems that she is the protagonist.

But there is always an end to grief. The two of them have to say goodbye after they have finished talking about their longing.

"Mom and Dad, Mingyue will return to China at the end of this month. We will come back before the New Year."

"Uncle and Auntie, Mianmian has your blessing and has successfully passed the trough of life. Let me accompany you in the next days!"

After saying the parting words, Han Yumian stood at his parents' names for a long time.

Suddenly, she smiled, and tears were hidden in her bright eyes. She lifted a strand of hair behind her ears and screamed with a smile.

"Mom, when Mianmian cried when she was a child, you would come to coax me, saying that she would not cry or cry, and that she would give you whatever you wanted. Look, Mianmian cried now, so can you give me what she wanted?"

Xu Yan looked at the begging girl with distress, not knowing what she wanted.

Huh ~

It was quiet around, and gusts of autumn wind were passing by, like a mother responding to her daughter seeking help through the sound of the wind.

Han Yumian wiped the two lines of clear tears that had fallen on his cheeks with the back of his hand, and smiled and said, "I will just pretend you agreed and don't regret it!"

After saying that, she snorted, just like the daughter who was acting coquettish to her mother.

Xu Yan pulled her to say the last farewell and left the cemetery. He asked curiously: "What did you ask for from your aunt?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Han Yumian said with a blink of an eye.

Xu Yan complained in his heart, could this be a chance to reappear in the world? When he bullies her one day, her mother and her mother-in-law will come out to stand up for the wrongdoing?

日日日日日日日日日日日本. "Tell me, it's an old husband and wife, why do you have a little secret?" He tempted him carefully.

Han Yumian faced the sky with a plain face, smiled slightly, closed her eyes and shook her head. Her cute and cute attributes completely dispelled the coldness of the past and had completely transformed into a clingy kitten.

Of course, this is because Xu Yan walked into her heart. If she put it on others, she would still be like she would be freezing to death.

Xu Yan was stunned by the movement of shaking his head. He pinched Han Yumian's chin and teased: "Woman, don't mess with my Buddhist heart!"

"Master, but I just like you very much. Can you return to secular life?" Han Yumian patted his hand off and said with a clever smile.

Xu Yan clasped his hands together and curled his lips, "Amitabha, donor, I have seen through the world and will no longer be attached to the love and love in the world. Women will only affect my speed of chanting scriptures!"

Seeing that there was no one around, Han Yumian held his arm, then stood on tiptoe, pecked on his cheek, and asked with a blushing face: "Master, can you return to secular life?"

Xu Yan was stunned and shook his head, and said firmly: "No..."

Before he could finish his words, a faint scent of lavender came to his nose, and then his cheeks felt moist and warm.

"Master, can you return to secular life?"

"No!"

Bo~

"Master, can it?"

Xu Yan couldn't stand Han Yumian, who was so proactive, and sighed to the sky: "Buddha, why are you a man? I won't read this sutra the fuck!"

Buddhism says that he wants to save someone who is destined to be saved. Xu Yan feels that Han Yumian has a serious "sin" and can no longer use Buddhist scriptures to save him. He must take action himself. Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?

"Baby, give me a bite!"

Xu Yan pouted and kissed Han Yumian, but was pushed away with one hand. She lost the appearance of the kitten just now, wrapped her windbreaker, and turned into the female president of the royal sister who dominated the shopping mall.

"Master, aren't you talking about women? Will it only affect the speed of your chanting? Please don't break the precepts!"

Xu Yan smiled and said, "Women can affect the speed of my chanting, but sleeping cannot!"

"snort!"

Han Yumian ignored it and stepped on the fallen leaves that returned to the roots and drove away.

...

The day after sweeping the tomb, Xu Yan and Han Yumian left Luzhou again.

At the headquarters of E Culture Company, Xu Yan and Han Yumian arrived together.

In the past, Han Yumian had not had much work, and Xu Yan helped him with it. Although the company was right at the door, Xu Yan occupied the rest time, so she didn't have the chance to go upstairs to check it out.

So today is her first time to come to the company and also her first time to appear in the same frame with Xu Yan.

After knowing that Han Yumian is not only the most popular star at the moment, but also his own boss's wife, the entire E-cultural employee couldn't help but want to peek at this beautiful beauty.

"Hey, have you heard of it? The boss lady is here!" Some employees were gossiping.

"The boss's wife is here? Didn't she go to school opposite? Why did she come today if she has time?"

"Isn't it right at the door! I'll be there in just two steps!"

"I heard that the boss set up the company here because his wife was studying in the Chinese theater. Is this true?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you can't get the news! Not only do I know what you are talking about, I even know that our company's music department was actually set up for the boss lady alone!"

"Damn it! I said why did the music department never recruit people? It turned out that they just didn't want to recruit people?"

"I want to be a boss woman too!"

"You? Can you compare to the boss's wife one ten thousandth?" 日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日本日

Of course, Xu Yan didn't know what the conversations of his employees were. He was checking the album he had made. After reading Han Yumian and Guan Yao, he called Zhumeng Jiangnan and the official said that the resources had been sent.

Zhu Meng Jiangnan knew that the album was released, so excited. He was obviously the one who was asked, but he thanked him humbly like a helper.

After Xu Yan hung up the phone, he looked at the date on his phone, crossed his legs and smiled, "Wait! Today is November 6th, and I will wait for another five days. On the 11th, you will be able to see your name on major music software!"

Guan Yao looked at the album named after her longing and said excitedly:

"My dream is coming true. My biggest dream back then was to become popular in the entertainment industry with Mianmian! Although it was her first album, I feel that this one can push her to the top-tier position in China!"

She was afraid that she would be easily tricked by fate, so she added implicitly: "Well, at the lowest level, it is also the best in the second-tier line!"

Seeing that she was so unconfident, Xu Yan teased: "I said Mianmian will be the queen in the future. What are you actually struggling with first- and second-tier lines here?"

Guan Yao said weakly: "I'm thinking of taking it slowly? How can I cross that big all at once?"

"Okay, you can't cross too much, and I don't write songs that fast." Xu Yan held the teacup and was about to pick up the water. He walked to the door and turned around and smiled, "Mianmian, what do you want to sing the next album or single? Tell me, can I see if I can write more than a dozen songs within half a year!"

"A dozen poems? You think you copied them!"

Guan Yao couldn't help but attack. She admitted that Xu Yan was powerful, but it was not that exaggerated. She wrote more than a dozen songs in half a year?

"I just said that I should not take too much steps, but now I'm floating! Your boyfriend is usually with you, and he also likes bragging so much?" She turned her gaze to Han Yumian.

At this time, Han Yumian stared at a stack of materials on the table. He seemed to be reading carefully, but in fact his eyes were blurred, as if he was taking a math class, and his thoughts were no longer floating where they were floating.

"What are you looking at?"

Guan Yao asked strangely, if she remembered correctly, the black text on the white paper was written with the MV script? I remember that I had finished filming all of them, so why could I still be patient to watch it?

Han Yumian looked up at her, shook her head and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just the 13th, I seem to be nothing but ready!"

"No. 13? What should I prepare for on the 13th? Didn't your album be released in the early morning of the 11th?"

Guan Yao looked confused, thinking that it was her or the other party, and remembered the release date set by Zhumeng Jiangnan wrongly.

Han Yumian tilted his head, looked out the door alertly, and whispered: "Yaoyao, what should I give to Xu Yan on his birthday? He likes kittens. How about I give him a little pet cat?"
To be continued...
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