Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

As soon as Qin Shi said this, Qin Shengsheng, who was acting like a spoiled brat just a moment ago, suddenly changed her attitude 180 degrees.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth lifted up, revealing a smile of success.

She was like a nimble koala, hanging on her brother's arm in an instant, her movements so skillful that it made people laugh.

"Sister-in-law, my brother agreed! You have to testify for me."

While shaking Qin Shi's arm, Qin Shengsheng turned to look at Yan Lan who was sitting next to her, her eyes full of joy.

"Brother, I want songs from Tianyin Studio."

Her voice was clear and had a hint of coquettishness.

Yan Lan, who was already feeling sleepy, was originally yawning. After hearing Qin Shengsheng's words, her slightly open mouth suddenly opened wide, and a trace of barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

She never expected that the topic would suddenly turn to Tianyin Studio.

Fortunately, Qin Shi and Qin Shengsheng, brother and sister, were all focused on Tianyin Studio at the moment, and no one noticed Yan Lan's abnormality at this moment.

"Tianyin Studio."

Qin Shi frowned slightly and looked at his sister suspiciously, his eyes full of inquiry.

He wondered in his heart why he always felt that this was the real reason why his sister had been staying in the villa for a while.

"Brother, I remember there are a lot of Tianyin Studio songs in your study. I also like Tianyin Studio."

Qin Shengsheng blinked her big watery eyes, a bright smile on her face.

"Just buy me a song. I've found out everything. It's only 500 million."

In her heart, as long as her brother takes action, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished.

Thinking about having a song produced by Tianyin Studio soon, her eyes curved into crescents, as if she could already see herself on the stage, singing a song produced by Tianyin Studio and feeling proud.

"You're so thoughtful, but you've used it all on me, your brother."

Qin Shi tapped his sister's forehead. Although his face was still stern and serious, his tone was full of doting.

“But even if you have money, you may not be able to get a song from Tianyin Studio. Their works are always in high demand, and the reservations are lined up until who knows when.

I promise you that I will try my best."

Qin Shi shook his head helplessly, but he had already started thinking about helping his sister fulfill this wish.

It was late at night and the whole villa was immersed in silence.

In the study, Qin Shi was lying on the bed alone, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

He was used to having Yan Lan by his side. Her even breathing was like a gentle lullaby, which helped him fall asleep peacefully.

Sleeping alone in this study room, it seemed particularly empty and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Just as he was tossing and turning, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside. The sound was lighter than a cat's walk, as if the person was afraid of disturbing something.

He stood up slightly and looked through the half-open study door. He saw Yan Lan walking out of the room quietly. She was wearing a loose nightgown and her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her graceful figure was outlined in the moonlight.

Apparently, he wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep.

Qin Shi didn't disturb her. He picked up his phone and sent her a message.

Yan Lan was about to open his laptop, thinking of cramming and writing a song.

After all, Qin Shengsheng's eager eyes and her persistence in Tianyin Studio's songs just now made her want to disappoint him.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and the image was exceptionally clear in the silent night.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was a message from the old man.

Shi Guang: Oh, I’m old and can’t sleep in the middle of the night.

Seeing this message, Yan Lan frowned slightly, her heart full of concern, and her fingers quickly tapped on the screen to reply.

Lan Tian: Grandpa, I will get you some tranquilizers tomorrow.

I received a reply from my grandfather very quickly.

Shi Guang: No need, I can fall asleep after listening to a few songs by Tianyin.

Seeing the word "Tianyin", Yan Lan was slightly startled, her fingers paused, and after a short pause, she replied.

Lan Tian: Grandpa, do you also like the works of Tianyin Studio?

Yan Lan thought to herself, she didn't expect that her grandfather, like Qin Shengsheng, had a special liking for Tianyin Studio.

Soon, the phone screen lit up again.

Shi Guang: During the years I worked abroad, I didn’t sleep well. Later, I accidentally discovered that the songs of Tianyin Studio helped me sleep, so I started listening to them.

As the two chatted, Qin Shi unexpectedly discovered that Yan Lan was very familiar with the works of Tianyin Studio and was familiar with almost every song.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused. The two chatted for a long time, and Qin Shi stared at the screen of his mobile phone.

Before they knew it, their chat had lasted until midnight, a full half hour had passed.

Qin Shi's phone screen remained silent, and he never received a reply from Yan Lan.

A feeling of uneasiness gradually welled up in his heart, and his brows twisted unconsciously into knots. The scene of Yan Lan feeling dizzy due to low blood sugar suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Isn't this woman suffering from hypoglycemia again?"

He muttered to himself, worry instantly taking over his entire mind.

He couldn't lie there any longer, so he quickly stood up, not even bothering to put on his coat, and hurried downstairs.

As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs, I saw the dim light coming from the kitchen, which seemed particularly warm in the quiet night.

He walked lightly towards the kitchen and saw a figure hunched over an old-fashioned notebook.

He walked gently behind Yan Lan, looked at her quiet profile, and the worry in his heart eased a little.

He bent down slightly, put his hands through Yan Lan's waist and back, and picked her up easily.

Yan Lan's body moved in his arms, as if she felt a familiar breath in her sleep, and she leaned on his shoulder obediently.

At this moment, Qin Shi's eyes inadvertently fell on the notebook.

He couldn't help but feel curious. What on earth was Yan Lan doing at this late hour without sleeping?

He turned his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the screen that was emitting a faint light, wanting to see clearly what Yan Lan was busy with.