Chapter 293
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Shang Ziyang was at a loss for words.
Why did he ask this question?
He took a look at the Third Eldest Son's expression. It was obvious that if he answered inappropriately, he might have to light a candle for himself!
Mochen looked at Shang Ziyang coldly. "Or rather, between Wan Kun and me, who do you think is more attractive to her?"
Shang Ziyang was at a loss for words.
It was obvious that it was Wan Kun's mentor. Was there a need to ask?
He had never seen Miss Wei Wei look at the Third Eldest Son so infatuatedly.
Mochen said, "Get the plane tickets now …"
Shang Ziyang said against his will, "Of course it's Mo Shao, our Young Master."
Mochen said, "Are you sure?"
Shang Ziyang said, "Of course!"
Mochen stared at Shang Ziyang coldly.
Shang Ziyang raised his hand. "I swear that if I lie, I will never be able to have sex again. Is that cruel enough?"
Mochen snorted. "You're really not afraid of saying it out loud."
Shang Ziyang was at a loss for words.
Was it easy for him?
He played games with him at night and had to swear an oath in the morning. He couldn't live like this anymore. The only way was to help the Third Eldest Son marry Miss Wei Wei as soon as possible. Only then would he be able to end his tough days.
But it was easier said than done. Not to mention the Capital, he might not even be able to get through the Mo Family.
After all, Miss Wei Wei's family background was too ordinary. She even had a daughter whose father was still unknown. He wasn't sure if she was the Third Eldest Son's daughter.
He really hoped that Wei Wei was the girl from four years ago!
He glanced at Mochen and didn't dare to mention the girl from four years ago.
Mochen looked coldly in the direction of the karaoke room. "Hurry up and arrange for an assistant."
Shang Ziyang said, "Yes!"
Mo Chen thought about how Wei Wei was wearing an off-the-shoulder dress today, revealing quite a bit. In the end, she was practicing singing with an old man, and he felt very unhappy.
He went to the mall and picked out a set of clothes for dry cleaning.
While waiting for the clothes, he called Shang Ziyang. "Send her to Zishan Pavilion in the afternoon. Remember, she's alone."
Shang Ziyang said, "Yes."
How could he send Wan Kun along? Was he afraid that his heart was too strong?
…
After practicing for the whole morning, Wan Kun was still unsatisfied when he took a break at noon. "Wei Wei, I thought about it for a long time, and I think you should adjust the ending notes of 'Qingming Yu' a little."
Wei Wei asked, "Which one?"
Wan Kun was in high spirits. "Add some of your unique voice elements at the end of the song, such as forgetting. Hmm, let's do it this way. Why don't you try it and let me hear it?"
Wei Wei sang a cappella.
Wan Kun Wan Kun said excitedly, "Yes, just like that. We'll change it a little and the effect will be different!"
Shang Ziyang stood at the door and waited for a long time. When the two of them came out, he was nowhere to be seen.
Was he really that insignificant?
Luckily, the Third Eldest Son was not around. Otherwise, he would have killed Elder Wan.
He coughed heavily and chased after them. "Wei Wei, Teacher Wan, let's strike a balance between work and rest. Let's not talk about work during the lunch break, okay?"
Wan Kun Wan said, "What do you know?!"
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Artists were all demons. They were even scarier than the Third Eldest Son.
Wan Kun looked at Wei Wei and said, "Later during lunch …"
Shang Ziyang sensed that something was amiss and hurriedly said, "Teacher Wan, Weiwei wants to talk to me about the contract this afternoon …"
Wan Kun said, "Then I'd like to hear if you bullied the newcomer."
Shang Ziyang was speechless.
Would he dare?!
He wouldn't dare to bully her!
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