Chapter 371: Butterfly and flower

He respectfully handed the document to Yan Ziheng: "The boss is all done."
The scorpion Heng took over and opened his eyes and handed it to Xia Wei: "Small 绫, signed it."
Xia Yan eyes, seeing the things in his hands - that is a contract, from the Emperor Entertainment artist brokerage contract. She opened her eyes in disbelief and looked up: "Zi Ziheng, I am an artist of Dongyue culture, how can I sign a contract with the emperor?!"
"You are no longer now." Yan Ziheng said.
"what have you done?"
"It's very simple," Yan Ziheng's voice is not ignorant. "I paid them three times the liquidated damages. They have already completed your cancellation procedure at the fastest speed. Now, you are a free man."
Ha, free man? How ironic.
Xia Yan smiled: "Zi Ziheng you mean!"
"Even if I am mean," the man at the bed is not angry, only patiently looks at her. "Small, only the emperor is your destination, the only place you can go, don't you want to be the day?" Don't you want to be popular all over the world? Only I can realize your dreams and make you a singer who is more red than... Xia Wei."
Because Chu Yu was on the side, Yan Ziheng did not dismantle her true identity.
Despite this, the dawn of Chu Yu was still slightly condensed, and they looked at them quietly. It’s incredible. Is this
Ye Xing绫
so high in the boss’s mind? The boss will never allow anyone to surpass Xia Wei, even if it is a little bit. Now, he actually said to Ye Xingyu, let her become a redter singer than Xia Wei? God... Is the boss really falling in love with Ye Xing?
how is this possible? !
Here, his heart was turbulent.
Over there, Xia Wei looked at Yan Ziheng angrily: "You are holding out the days? I am not rare! I will tell you that I will never go to the emperor. I will not sign this contract! You died this heart early. !"
"Do not sign?" Yan Ziheng's eyes are dull, but hey, but said softly, "It doesn't matter if you don't sign. It doesn't matter if you sing or not. Just stay with me." He has a huge business empire, and he is famous. The identity and status, but only to raise a woman, she can afford to squander.
Xia Wei is also aware of this problem.
"I want to go back to Dongyue," she said.
"Do you think Dongyue still dare to accept you?"
"You!" She glared at him, her chest raging, her life hurting. Looking at the entire entertainment circle, the only natural art that can compete with the emperor, as for other companies? They must bow down under the pressure of the emperor, and the emperor said that they did not dare to go west. Yan Ziheng is right, Dongyue will not accept her again.
However, she is even less able to return to heaven.
She has made a swearing oath, and she does not leave her son. Since this life is a scorpion, why should she return to the celestial temper? To her, to Li Lei... are not good.
She clenched her fist in pain.
Yan Ziheng's hand touched her face again.
She didn't go too far in disgust.
The hand was removed. "You have a good rest, I will come back to you tomorrow."
She was injured in the ward, getting better every day, removing the plaster, and walking slowly against the wall. The top medical team gave her a rehabilitation. One of the female doctors said with a smile: "Mr. Yu really cares about you. I have to personally ask you about the progress of your rehabilitation every day. I also specifically told us that you are a star, not only To restore the function of bones and muscles, and to restore your posture, every inch of skin must be as flawless as before."
Xia Wei sneer, star? Is he still dreaming of signing the emperor? Delusion.
She is serious about rehabilitating, not to re-stand on the stage. Although she is very hungry for the stage, if the stage is given by the emperor, she would rather not be on board for the rest of her life.
She is doing rehabilitation, for the sake of Li Lei.
If she becomes weak and does not look good, he will be very sad.
I don't know how he is doing now...
She is now isolated from the world, and Zizi Heng has stopped all outside visits and confiscated her mobile phone. She has a poor source of information, only newspapers that are thrown into the ward every day, and a television.
She frantically pays attention to entertainment news and financial news, and even the international version, trying to find out what is going on inside to understand how Li Lei is now. It is a pity that everything is in vain. All the news seems to be so normal. Occasionally there is a report about Tianyi. It is just where Bai Murong opened the tour. What Wei Weiyin has recently produced a new work.
Li Lei disappeared out of thin air.
She knows that he has never liked to show up. She used to think that he is very good, but now it is painful and anxious. Where can she know his news besides the news?
Was he really picked up by Li Laozi, would it be Chu to lie to her?
Every time she thinks about it, she is worried.
The world is working as usual, and her world has collapsed.
On this day, Yan Ziheng pushed her for a walk. Although her body has gradually improved, she can walk slowly, but after all, she has been unable to carry a lot of exercise.
He pushed the wheelchair onto the sky garden on the top floor.
Here is the vip VIP area, which is not open to the general public. It is very quiet. The colorful stone paved road is quiet and beautiful. The sun shines from the vast expanses of evergreen broad-leaved plants. It is as clear as gold.
In the afternoon of spring, a butterfly flew over.
She looked up at the butterflies on her face, but her look was gloomy.

Not happy?
he asked her warmly.
"Let me go."
In recent days, every time this is the case, the two can't say a few words at all, and chat can't continue. Zhai Ziheng pushed her forward and the voice was mild and mellow: "You see how beautiful these butterflies are. I heard that each butterfly is a soul after a flower has withered. They fly back into the flowers and look for their past lives.

"Where do you see it? Nonsense."
"A fairy tale book. Remember when you were a kid? I loved listening to fairy tales before going to bed, and I was told to listen to you. I wouldn’t speak, I bought a lot of fairy tales and read them every night." Speak slowly. Since she died, he has bought a lot of fairy tales in his own abuse. On countless insomnia nights, he sat on the empty bed and looked at the lonely air, one by one, until the voice was hoarse.
"I haven't seen fairy tales for a long time," she said coldly. "Butterfly is a bug. Even if the wings are beautiful, the body is nothing but an ugly bug. Some people only love the way they look beautiful. Such a lie tells itself to deceive people. What is the search for past life? What is the past life worthy of nostalgia?"
Zhai Ziheng stopped his footsteps.
The parking was a little anxious, and Xia Wei helped the wheelchair handle to stabilize the body.