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After hearing this, Mo Xiaohai felt sad, and then sighed and said, "Hey, I attach so much importance to it at the beginning, and I am so angry now."

Mo Xiaomei smiled bitterly: "Now I think I and Mo Xiaomi's family can never make up. I can only walk the road in the future. However, I will definitely do everything possible to make a great way to get out of my own."

When Mo Xiaohai heard his sister's words, he felt a little relieved, as long as it was not a big mess.

"It is not possible to make up for something with Xiaomi's family in one go. Now they are very angry, and after a few years, they may not be angry. At that time, they will ask the elderly in the village to help you talk about their relationship, and this matter will be over." Mo Xiaohai persuaded, "Besides, good lyrics and arrangements are not just Xie Xin and Zhao Tianming. I will contact you with the famous lyricist Master Lin and ask him to write a song that suits you."

Mo Xiaomei was grateful and nodded and said, "Thank you brother!"

"No need to thank you, who made you my sister!" Mo Xiaohai smiled, "Okay, it's rare to see you today. I'll treat you to a meal and order your favorite dish."

Mo Xiaomei looked at the watch on her wrist. It was already half past four. She went back to change her clothes and put on makeup, and then rushed to the hotel suite that Tang Jiacheng decided to have. It was half past six.

I was really afraid that Tang Jiacheng would see her absence, so she was angry and embarrassed to release the photo.

So Mo Xiaomei shook her head and said, "No need, brother, I have something to do. I will treat you to dinner another day."

After Mo Xiaomei got in the car, she drove away.

Seeing his sister's car leave, Mo Xiaohai was a little worried, but his sister's world was not something he could understand.

Since my sister wants to have a good lyricist and composer, he can only try his best to help her find her.

So after Mo Xiaohai returned, he used his work convenience to search for information about all the excellent lyricists and composers, and then found ways to get to know each other through various cooperative relationships.

When Mo Xiaomei returned home, she didn't even bother to eat. She just stuffed a few biscuits, drank a few sips of water, then started dressing up, put on shoes, and beautiful clothes, and drove directly to the hotel booked by Tang Jiacheng.

When he arrived in the hotel suite, Tang Jiacheng did not come.

So Mo Xiaomei sat on the sand in dismay, thinking about what to do in the future?

However, her fatigue made her eyes unable to open and she was drowsy.

In her sleep, Mo Xiaomei dreamed of many unbearable scenes and many bad results. Mo Xiaomi also saw that she was humiliated, and actually watched helplessly from the side, without stopping or saving her.

She was tired of Mo Xiaomi, and even more tired of the men who bullied her.

Mo Xiaomi didn't take any action to help him, so she could only compromise and beg Tang Jiacheng in a humble way, hoping to get those photos.

At some point, Mo Xiaomei felt someone touching her, so she immediately opened her eyes, waved her arms, and then shrank to the other side of the sand.

Just when Mo Xiaomei was about to scream loudly, she saw that the person coming was Tang Jiacheng, so she could only cover her mouth tightly and dare not scream.

"I'm still very obedient and a wise man." Tang Jiacheng smiled, "Have you eaten?"

Mo Xiaomei shook her head: "No food, Mr. Tang, I want to ask you, how can you let me go?"
Chapter completed!