Chapter 254
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He was exhausted. It was already past five in the morning and it would be daybreak in less than ten minutes. He wanted to sleep for a while, but he was afraid that she would escape. Only by hugging her like this could he feel a sense of security.
He was so afraid that she would disappear the moment he opened his eyes.
Tang Mo 'er's heart was filled with a mixture of embarrassment and hatred, as well as a tinge of grievance and helplessness.
Her delicate body was pressed into his embrace. His mesmerizing masculine aura enveloped her like a net, trapping her tightly. It was as if she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.
Perhaps she couldn't break free. Even if he fell asleep, he would still imprison her like this.
Her luscious lashes quivered and Tang Mo 'er's eyes reddened in the man's arms. Wasn't this kind of confinement his way of asking her to stay?
He didn't know when it started, but she had become an obsession that he couldn't let go of.
…
At the engagement banquet.
Fu Qinglun held a glass of red wine in his hand and stuck one hand into his trouser pocket. He was discussing some matters with the president beside him. At this moment, his secretary, Bei Chuan, walked over. "President."
The president tactfully bade farewell to Fu Qinglun and left.
Fu Qinglun elegantly pursed his red lips and replied in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
"President, Lion's reply has arrived. He has agreed to sign a contract with Miss Lu Qi 'er as her personal lyricist."
Not long ago, Fu Qinglun had already dug out this mysterious Lion. He had sent word that he could either sign the contract or disappear from the entertainment industry. His attitude was unyielding and domineering.
Actually, there was no lack of talented people in this world. Fu Qinglun was powerful in Karghalik and he could make anyone who offended him disappear.
No matter how mysterious Lion was, he had only used less than half a month to dig him out.
If he couldn't use him, then he could only … destroy him.
Fu Qinglun swirled the red wine in his hand nonchalantly, his voice low and indifferent. "What are Lion's conditions?"
"Yes," Bei Chuan reported in a low voice. "Lion has offered a sky-high contract price."
"Oh?" The man's voice rose.
"Lion said it would cost 30 million to write a song for Miss Lu Qi 'er. Let's say there are ten songs in one album, that would be … 300 million. President, Lion asked, are you willing to spend 300 million for Miss Lu Qi' er?"
Lion had custom-made an exclusive album for Lu Qi 'er, and the price was as high as 300 million.
Fu Qinglun's thin lips curved into a sarcastic smile. "Lion is definitely the first person who dares to ask for 300 million dollars from me. Is he even able to swallow such a huge sum of money? Isn't he afraid of choking to death?
"President, Lion said that he's definitely worth the 300 million. If you're not willing to spend the money, he'd rather disappear from the industry than sign with Miss Lu Qier."
"Heh." Fu Qinglun forced out a sinister laugh from his throat. His refined and elegant aura suddenly became sinister.
Take out 300 million …
"Qinglun." At this moment, Lu Qi 'er walked over, her pretty face glowing with joy. "Is there any news from Lion?"
"Yes, Miss Lu. Lion has agreed to custom-make an exclusive album for you, but the price is as high as 300 million dollars."
Bei Chuan told Lu Qi 'er the news without any expression on his face. Actually, as a secretary, he was very curious about what Miss Lu Qi' er would do.
This Miss Lu was already engaged to Gu Mohan. Whether it was the Lu family or the Gu family, they could easily fork out 300 million yuan. If she were to ask Fu Qinglun to spend 300 million yuan on her, it would be too much.
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