Chapter 10 My name is Jiang Bomei

Do you miss your mother

The CEO's Little Wife: Husband, you actually have a mistress outside!

Day of Heaven, Day of Earth, Day of Sheng Ye : + 2

From the very first day that Jiang Bomei met her owner, her father, she was very afraid of him, especially of the shiny surgical knives in the fruit bowl, the sink, and the refrigerator.

A handsome man brought a photo, in which there was a beautiful woman. He said: "This is your mother"

"Little Princess" was furious on the other end of the phone, angrily saying: "I sent you a number, it's a very famous psychologist." He scoffed coldly, mocking her without restraint, "Being a control freak is a sickness, it needs to be treated!"

The little Pomeranian was unhappy, letting out a weak bark, and then the cool hand on its head suddenly tightened its grip. The owner's father's hand, which was fair and attractive, moved to its neck

At this time, it is lunchtime in Country M

Shi Jin patted its head

Xu Qingjiu V: An artist whose career in painting has been hindered by his singing profession

Li Ranran V: The fingers are very long, and have obtained remarkable information

After Su Qing left a message, a whole bunch of CP fans emerged. Su Qing is a popular young star with over 40 million followers on Weibo, and there are several official CPs. Jiang Jiusheng is a professional singer who, after three years in the industry, has won numerous prestigious awards. She does not engage in hype or buy trending topics, making her a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. Moreover, she debuted as a rock singer, exuding charm and heroism, and Su Qing's wife fans are particularly friendly towards her.

He got up to fetch the dog food, poured some into the dog bowl, and the little creature in the nest immediately poked its head out and dove into the dog bowl. It was a white Pomeranian, quite plump, with round, large eyes

Then

At the ends of the earth lies my love: Am I the only one who has noticed that the willow catkins have not interacted with our Sheng Ye for a long time

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Master's father said, "Call her again, and I will cut off your tongue"

The comments within the circle are just a few, true or false, who can say for certain

Su Qing V: Mine is longer

Master's father said so

Clang

A slender surgical knife has fallen from the fruit platter

A sound of disdain was heard from the other end of the phone

... ...

The phone on the bedside table vibrated, displaying the caller ID: Xie Dang

Mo Bing V: [The wings have hardened, stealing hands behind my back] jpg

Through the screen, Jiang Jiusheng could easily imagine that this spoiled young master, who was always causing trouble, must be sitting there with his legs crossed, having just dropped his chopsticks, a mouthful of delicacies still in his mouth, cheeks puffed out, refusing to chew or swallow, looking as if he was saying, 'If I am not pleased, come and coax me to eat'

Shi Jin

Jiang Jiusheng rose to fame too quickly and does not enjoy socializing. His daily activities revolve around home and the recording studio, and he has very few close friends in the entertainment industry. There are not many superficial friendships either. If one were to count, Su Qing and Xu Qingjiu could barely be considered friends. The former is the main character in the music video for The Nine's album, while the latter is another highly popular singer in the music scene aside from Jiang Jiusheng. They often encounter each other at major award ceremonies and are frequently compared. They also maintain a friendly and cordial superficial relationship on Weibo.

At 10 PM, the comments on that Weibo post had already exceeded ten thousand. Jiang Jiusheng logged off Weibo, washed up, and went to bed. She did not have a habit of staying up late; her daily routine was as regular as that of someone from the 1980s

Jiang Jiusheng stared at this reply for a long time and, almost unconsciously, asked back: Who are you

Rock singer Jiang Jiusheng is known to be a hand enthusiast, which is not a secret in the fan community. She has never deliberately hidden it; when she likes something, she openly expresses her affection.

Jiang Bomei called out loudly: "Woof woof!" as she opened her mouth, wanting to grab the photo.

This is its owner, father, and he seems to be a good person

The little Pomeranian immediately shut its mouth and hid in its doghouse, feeling very scared

Zhang Nai V: Upon appraisal, is an unparalleled beauty.

The world returns to the sun: [Husband, here is my hand, feel free to play] jpg

Your name is Jiang Bomei

Sheng Ye's secret lover: Checking in, daily declarations of love for my husband

Jiang Bomei is very afraid, very afraid of its owner. I still remember the first time we met; it was brought to a beautiful house with only black, gray, and white colors by the pet store staff in a beautiful cage, and then a handsome man walked over.

... ...

The man's voice, resonant as a bell, came through the phone screen: "Jiang Jiusheng!"

Jiang Jiusheng V: Wants to possess it for oneself

Always yours

I cannot take you to see her, as you would disturb her

The sound of the sheng is unceasing: I can play this hand for a year

Jiang Jiusheng raised the corner of his mouth; Mo Bing rarely used emoticons and images, but she often used her own stickers.

Jiang Jiusheng's vocal training is renowned, having been mentored by the illustrious Master Xie Muzhou. In her sophomore year, she was accepted as a disciple by Master Xie. Xie Dang is the son of Jiang Jiusheng's mentor, and strictly speaking, he should address her as senior sister. However, this 'prodigy of the music world,' born with a background in vocal scores and string instruments, is hardly one to obediently respect his elders. At a young age, he held a violin concert in the Golden Hall of Vienna. With such extraordinary talent, it is no surprise that a young musician like him would have a considerable temper. Moreover, Xie Dang has always been dissatisfied with Jiang Jiusheng for abandoning the cello in favor of a wooden guitar, which is considered the most 'common' among string instruments, to wade into the murky waters of the entertainment industry.

Dog son

Jiang Jiusheng recognizes this alternate account; since she started her Weibo, she has liked and commented on all her messages without exception, with familiar and affectionate language. If she is not a fan who stalks her, she could very well be an acquaintance

She pulled the phone away, touched her ear that was pained from the shock, kept it at a distance, turned on the speakerphone, and asked in a disjointed manner: "Are you having lunch?"

Jiang Bomei glanced at her master’s father, shrank her head, and dragged her dog food into the doghouse

It barks: "Woof."

The interaction remains relatively friendly; however, the fans of Xu Qingjiu and Jiang Jiusheng are not very harmonious. Both are singers, one being a popular idol type and the other an original talent type, so it would be strange if they were harmonious.

Jiang Jiusheng answered the phone: "Hello"

Xie Dang is a "little princess"; everyone inside and outside the circle indulges him, except for Jiang Jiu Sheng, who never flatters him and rarely offers a smile. As a result, Xie Dang is always filled with anger towards her.

The strongest bald head: + 1

"Sir, the interference information has been sent out, and the monitoring footage will be sent to your computer in five minutes." A deep male voice came from the phone.

The accompanying image features a hand, with the initial letter 'P' of his name tattooed on the ring finger, and the fingers extending towards the sky

The accompanying illustration is a hand-drawn image depicting a hand, rendered in a simple sketch style with just a few strokes outlining its form, yet it remains astonishingly beautiful.

Two characters, repeatedly typed on the keyboard, then deleted over and over again. Shi Jin furrowed her brows, exited the input box, and closed Weibo

It wags its tail, eagerly digging its mouth into the dog bowl, making soft grunting sounds that express its excitement and joy

Xie Dang directly hung up the phone, leaving Jiang Jiusheng with a snort and a series of busy tones Jiang Jiusheng's expression showed no signs of fluctuation, having long been accustomed to it

Jin Fanglin V: @ Li Ranran V, come over and talk to me

After a while, Jiang Bomei finally poked its head out of the doghouse, grabbed its dog bowl, and hid away to eat its dog food, while its owner, Dad, received a phone call

I do not | Wearing thermal pants makes me feel cool: Master Sheng, yesterday you praised my hands while we were in bed

Beep beep beep

Jiang Jiusheng lazily leaned against the bed, squinting his eyes: "Be careful not to choke."

The little Pomeranian's surname is Jiang, and its name is Bomei, which sounds quite serious. After all, as a dog, it also has a surname. However, it also sounds rather perfunctory, as its breed is simply its name.

Take care of the journey of nine thousand miles: Look at my vest, yes, just as you think, Lord Sheng, Marry me