Chicago 1990

"Alright? Is it all right?"

Mariah Carey made a very tight schedule for the past few days. As soon as she took a group of people to settle down, Song Ya took a short break and was dragged by her to appear in front of the professional photography team sent by Shape. She sold monthly cool photos of her pregnancy to this female fitness and fashion beauty magazine.

So now Song Ya could only show her strong upper body, changed into a pair of beach shorts, stepped barefoot in the sea water that was almost knee-high, beat her whole body horizontally and hugged the princess in her arms, smiling with white teeth at the camera.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

She artificially lay on Song Ya's iron arms and kept changing her posture, twisting to and fro at the camera, smiling, laughing, pouting, and winking, not enough to shoot.

Her arms are sore... She is heavy again, and it seems that she has lifted a little cup.

"Take a break."

I felt that my mouth was cracked when I laughed, and the sun in the Bahamas was very poisonous. Song Ya was a little impatient. According to her past temperament, she must be thrown into the sea and narrowed down, but considering the child in her belly, Song Ya was gentle. Put her feet firmly on the ground, "Be careful not to fall, the sand is very soft."

"Hmph..." Still not satisfied, she took the scarf from the female assistant and covered the bikini that exposed the slightly bulging abdomen, "Well, then take a break."

"You two are really good-looking, APLUS, Miss Kelly." The magazine photographer put away the camera to compliment, "The next issue of the cover effect will be super, I promise."

"Thank you."

Song Ya responded politely, hurriedly hid in the parasol on the beach and took off her sunglasses.

"It's time to add sunscreen."

She lay down on the big towel next to her.

Song Ya looked at her female assistant and manager Sandy Glenn who didn't react at all, curled her lips and picked up the sunscreen, squeezed some in her palm, and then started to work.

"Hey! Can you be more careful?" She was not satisfied with the man's service.

Song Ya glanced at her friends and photographers in the distance, took a deep breath, and rubbed harder.

"Be lighter!"

"..."

Song Yayan and Yayan whispered to stimulate her while busy working, "How much did Xingmeng Tears lose?"

"Almost ten million." She sipped the juice straw.

"What if you are awarded the worst female host by the Golden Raspberry Award?"

"..." She lowered the couple sunglasses and glared at the man, "I won't pay attention to that kind of pheasant award!"

"Yeah, the global box office of Cat Mouse Games is almost 150 million."

"Don't think that the Bahamas can't see U.S. news. Your project just won the Golden Globe Awards." She countered.

"There is Oscar."

"Then wish you the best, legs..."

"Hey! Be careful, my toes almost pierced my nostrils!"

Song Ya flashed past her long legs, which were about to hit her eyes, she could only squeeze and rub them again, and she sighed comfortably.

"How much does it cost to spend a day here?" Song Ya looked to the direction of the pier, where a small cargo ship was still docked. The workers lined up to carry the drinks and drinks off the ship, and then they were transported to the cafeteria and bar in front of the villa. The guests who knew and did not know were quickly consumed.

There are also cool men and women from other islands arriving by speedboat to join the party. These people don't know each other, they are a mixture of dragons and snakes, so they should be charged for the tickets to filter them, really!

"Not much." She doesn't expect to know the exact number, "Anyway, this income from Shape magazine must be enough."

"Hehe, don't blame me for not warning you. The annual taxes and maintenance costs for this island, yachts, airplanes, and real estate are not a small number." Her body is still very good, Song Ya changed her leg and continued," Although I know you can earn a lot..."

She was unwilling to listen to this, "I know and say... I'm not like you, who didn't know that you threw 50 million into the muddy water of the media industry, caused a lot of trouble and didn't even see a bubble Now."

"Huh? Who said that?"

Taking the initiative to injure each other, I didn't expect to be poked to the pain first, Song Ya turned to look at the suspect Sandy Glen.

"Don't worry, APLUS, Miss Kelly can afford these."

Sandy Glenn smiled and interrupted, "After the baby is born, we will run to the notebook later this year. I helped her pick up a lot of advertisements over there."

"What advertisement?" Song Ya's attention was really diverted.

"Jewelry, FMCG, Sony's electronic products...In short, there are many." Sandy Glen replied: "Also, Miss Kelly is already the highest-selling foreign female singer in this region. She is very popular there."

Mariah Carey grunted triumphantly.

"Will shooting these ads affect the coffee and high-end image?" Song Ya asked.

"It's okay to have local advertisements abroad. Anyway, they won't return to Omi." Sandiglen said: "Actually, you have a good reputation in the Latin area. This year, you can also consider receiving a large amount in Brazil and other countries with good consumption power. Advertising makes quick money. Of course, this kind of money cannot be made every year..."

"So..." Song Ya began to seriously consider whether he should also learn to make a fortune abroad. Daniel also said that the popularity of AiSeEuTePego might expire and become invalid if it is not used immediately.

Although she can make money, she can also make money. With such an independent personality, she can live well even after divorcing herself...

"Hmm...hmm...hateful! Where do you stretch your fingers!?" Mariah Carey suddenly groaned.

"Oh."

Song Ya just reacted.

"Tomorrow we will go to Patty’s island as a guest." When the silver moon enveloped the bracelet-like coral islands, the two walked into the tallest and only main building on the island, a building, "Sorry, the room is tight. It’s about to come soon.” Mariah Carey found Song Ya’s nightgown from Taraji’s suitcase and threw it on the bed. “I’ll take a shower first, it’s covered with sand, and it’s so uncomfortable.”

"Oh."

It was natural to live together again. The plane went down the yacht for a day, and it took a long time to take a cover photo. Song Ya was indeed a bit tired, yawned with her sore arms, and packed the opened suitcase.

"The fresh water on the island is very tense." She said in the bathroom with the sound of water: "This is not the United States."

"Oh."

Song Ya kicked off the big pants and walked in naturally.

It is not suitable now, but there are other solutions to each other, and it is still so tacit and natural.

The next day, the two were resurrected with full blood, boarded the yacht with vigor, and took a large group of people who depended on them for food to visit the small island of neighbor Patillabell.

Patty’s island is much smaller. No matter the landscape architecture, the island’s facilities, and the bracelet island, it’s ‘shabby’ everywhere, although the term is not suitable for those who can buy a small island in the Bahamas.

After the yacht put down a group of people, continue to return to pick up other guests.

In short, as the goddaughter of Patty Rabel and the apprentice of the high-spending lifestyle, she has undoubtedly ‘studied’ now.

"APLUS, congratulations too, next month Grammys are shortlisted for three nominations? There is also a general award?"

Patilla Bell set up a very Hawaiian banquet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The long table under the grass shed was full of wine, food, and tropical fruits. Everyone sat in two rows, eating, drinking and socializing.

"Uh, no, non-classical producer of the year." This is not a general but also a heavy prize, won by 21 albums, "and the best Rap singer." By DeadAndGone, "and the best Film and television instrumental album." From the original soundtrack of the cat and mouse game movie.

"Mimi has two major nominations."

Okay, the godmother is helping the girl find a scene. Mariah Carey was shortlisted for six categories, best album of the year, record, pop album, pop female singer, pop group singing, rhythm and blues female singing.

"I know, she has always been better than me." Song Ya hugged her and smiled.

Patty Rabel looked at the two people who seemed to have warmed up in a puzzled manner, "This time the award-winning PR has lost Daniel's energy..."

"Don't worry." Song Ya packed up, "Newman can take care of everything, and I will do my best to win prizes for myself and Mimi."

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