I Am Rich Second Generation, Do Whatever I Want

The movie, which lasted more than an hour, ended.

Zhao Xiaoman, who could have walked in, could only be carried away from the cinema by Lin Feng after the more than an hour-long movie ended.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoman was embarrassed, his long smooth hair was already a little messy, his face was flushed, and he was still panting. , revealing fair skin.

And Zhao Xiaoman's expression also showed a slight pain, it seems that the incident just now made her still a little bit.

"Are you OK?"

Lin Feng held Zhao Xiaoman in his arms and smiled maliciously.

Asked by Lin Feng, Zhao Xiaoman had a fever on his face, leaning against Lin Feng's chest, and said weakly:

"Master... It's all your fault for tossing me like this. I'm afraid I won't be able to go out for the past two days."

Zhao Xiaoman felt that the faintly painful place was already swollen!

This guy was so rude in the movie theater.

Obviously I already let him lighten up...

Zhao Xiaoman had to cry out several times.

Although Zhao Xiaoman thought so in her heart, she didn't hate it, she even liked the feeling of being a woman.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoman like this, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile: "You rest for two days first, I will help you with the crew."

"Um."

Zhao Xiaoman responded with the weak voice of mosquitoes and flies, then lay in Lin Feng's arms and fell asleep tiredly.

She is so tired!

In a place like the cinema just now, she was nervous and stimulated, which kept her nerves tense. Now that she was relaxed, she fell asleep directly.

Holding this sleeping beauty-like Zhao Xiaoman, Lin Feng smiled helplessly, carried her to the McLaren p1, and slowly left the cinema.

Lin Feng knew Zhao Xiaoman's home address, so he sent Zhao Xiaoman back to her home.

Afterwards, Lin Feng was ready to go to a place.

This place is not returning to Tomson Yipin, but the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

......

The Ritz-Carlton.

The star dinner is over, and the guests who came have basically left.

But at the end of the show, an amazing news spread!

The national goddess, Yang Xiaoqiong is missing!

The news exploded like a bombshell, Yang Xiaoqiong's status is noble, and she is missing, this is definitely a big thing!

So, the economy companies started frantically looking inside the Ritz-Carlton!

But in the end, nothing!

Yang Xiaoqiong disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated.

....

And not far from the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, on the rooftop of a building.

Has a pale blue figure.

Through the moonlight, you can clearly see that this light blue figure has a flawless and delicate face, as well as that graceful and enchanting figure.

This woman is the Chinese national goddess, Yang Xiaoqiong!

At this time, Yang Xiaoqiong was sitting attentively in front of a piano on the rooftop. With her slender jade fingers, she played a wonderful piano song.

The sound is melodious, gentle and graceful.

Along with the piano music, Yang Xiaoqiong also began to hum softly.

"Even if the sky is so deep that you can't see any cracks, and your brows are still full of clouds... Even if a dark light doesn't shine through me, it can still reflect your heart..."

Yang Xiaoqiong is the queen of the singing world, her strength is beyond doubt!

Although it's just a lightly hummed song, it's also very beautiful!

Her singing is pure and ethereal, with a magical power that can fascinate people.

"I'm afraid that tragedy will repeat itself in my destiny, the more beautiful things are, the less I can touch..."

The singing wafted on this rooftop, as if the moonlight had dimmed at this moment, and only Yang Xiaoqiong's graceful and moving singing remained in the world!

Heavenly Sounds!

The true voice of nature!

However, the sound of this heavenly sound suddenly stopped abruptly when it was halfway through!

clang!

A rapid and loud piano sound resounded through the world.

"No...no...it's not like this...the syllable just now is wrong...what I think is...what I think...what am I thinking?"

Yang Xiaoqiong pressed her temples and said in a panic:

"Yang Xiaoqiong...you think about it! Why can't you remember it? What is it?!"

"What exactly are the syllables just now?"

Yang Xiaoqiong bit her red lips tightly, her lips were already bitten, and a streak of blood spilled out.

After a while.

Yang Xiaoqiong's mood suddenly collapsed, and she cried out:

"No...I can't remember...uuu...I really can't remember..."

At this moment, the bright and beautiful Chinese national goddess lay on the piano and cried into tears.

In her mind, like a movie, pictures flashed quickly.

"Yang Xiaoqiong hasn't released a new album for a long time. This so-called talented Chinese girl, the queen of the music industry, is probably exhausted!"

This was the sarcastic voice of those reporters just now.

"Goddess Xiaoqiong, I am your loyal fan. I have been listening to your songs for several years, and I have always liked you very much! But now, you have changed! After you became famous, you no longer care about our fans. New album Delay after delay, the concert is delayed again and again! Goddess Xiao Qiong, I have been completely disappointed in you! Goodbye!"

The voices of fans also sounded in Yang Xiaoqiong's mind.

"Xiao Qiong, although you are already very famous now, and the company is running wildly on you, but you don't have anything new, we keep pushing the old stuff, and fans will get tired of it!"

"Xiao Qiong, we need your new album, and it's fast! Write it out as quickly as possible!"

Countless discussions echoed.

The company's expectations, fans' expectations, and the pressure of public opinion are like three mountains, pressing on Yang Xiaoqiong's head!

She writes songs frantically, day and night, for the new album, she has been insomnia for nearly a year, and every time she needs to take medicine to fall asleep!

But she can't write it!

real!

Yang Xiaoqiong couldn't take it anymore!

She broke down!

Completely collapsed!

"Please... please don't force me, please let me go! I... I really can't write it!"

Yang Xiaoqiong burst into tears, her extremely beautiful face was full of cowardice at the moment.

She is like an abandoned little girl, helpless to the extreme!

Sudden!

Yang Xiaoqiong's eyes stopped on the rooftop, and she muttered to herself dully:

"If I jump from here, I don't have to write... All this can be relieved..."

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoqiong stood up unexpectedly, and walked towards the rooftop in despair.

Before arriving at the rooftop, Yang Xiaoqiong gently took off her shoes, revealing her smooth and white jade feet.

She stood directly on the rooftop and looked down at the depths of the unfathomable building.

"As long as I jump from here, all this can be freed..."

Yang Xiaoqiong stood on the rooftop, her body swayed by the strong wind.

At this moment, she thought of fans, economic companies, and countless public opinions.

finally.

Yang Xiaoqiong slowly closed her eyes. Rich Chinese