Sweet Wife, be Good!

I just don't know if Xu Guangrong came here for Su Mi or Fang Lan?

Without knowing what to think, a young girl gently walked to him.

"Is it Mr. Zhuang?"

"What's up?"

"I am Xu Guangrong's girlfriend, Xiaoqin, and I know you are Sister Lan's husband. Sister Lan will be on stage soon, but Honor and I are going to travel abroad, so can you give this bunch of flowers to her for me?" Xiaoqin said with a smile.

She has always been grateful for Fang Lan's help.

She was also single-minded and devoted to Xu Yaorong, and now Xu Yaorong began to find a new self in her feelings, and everything in the past has become a cloud of smoke.

Zhuang Shihao was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Xu Guangrong would already have a girlfriend.

"Okay," he replied.

"Thank you, I'm leaving."

Xiaoqin ran away.

Xu Glory waited for her in the distance: "Xiaoqin!"

"Brother Ah Yao!" Xiaoqin ran over, smiling happily.

"What's wrong?" Xu Guangrong asked.

"It's nothing, I saw Sister Lan's husband. So handsome."

Xu Glory sternly said, "Is there someone handsome?"

"Of course not, Ah Yao is the most handsome." Xiaoqin took his arm.

Xu Guangrong glanced at the distance. He has always been very grateful to Fang Lan. He didn't provoke his feelings or confessions at the beginning, so that his feelings would naturally move forward without being stubborn.

That sentiment passed away indifferently, leaving no scars, no regrets, only small ripples in the past, allowing him to move forward calmly and naturally, accepting everything new, bid farewell to the past, and meet new people.

He took Xiaoqin's hand and walked forward.

Zhuang Shihao sat for a while before holding the flowers and entering the scene of the stage.

People have begun to enter the venue one after another. Many fans are holding flowers, light sticks, and various famous brands, so it is not surprising that he is holding flowers.

He got to the front row, found his seat and sat down.

That night was a song club with Su Mi. She sang most of the time, and occasionally stopped to interact with fans.

What attracted Zhuang Shihao to sit down all the time was part of Su Mi's songs, which were written by Fang Lan.

From the sad, lost, uncomfortable, and lonely, to the happy, excited, happy, and bright.

In front of his eyes, scenes flashed back from knowing Fang Lan to how she hurt her, and then to now owning her again.

Those songs sang into his heart, and his chest was filled with unspeakable emotions.

Fang Lan was doing preparatory work in the background.

Sister Cao said with a smile: "If you feel nervous, just take a deep breath, it's okay."

"I'm okay." Fang Lan held the microphone, "It's just that she may not sing well for fear of delaying Su Mi's affairs."

"No, no." Sister Cao smiled, "I have heard you sing and I am very confident of you. You are on stage today, and Su Mi is looking forward to it."

Fang Lan nodded slightly. In fact, because it was Zhuang Shihao's birthday, she chose to take the stage and sing a song to him.

In the past, he did not participate in the birthday parties carefully prepared for him.

And today, she is still preparing again, because now, her love for him is deeper and more mellow than before, but now she has a self, and will not lose everything about herself because of loving him.