Chapter 37

Mama Hu made coffee and brought it over. Nan Moxuan picked it up and took a sip, then said to her: "How about you, please go ahead, I have to write lyrics."

After finishing speaking, Nan Moxuan stood up and walked upstairs.

An Lingxia looked at the untouched contract on the table, she had no intention of leaving, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mama Yu was washing the bowls and plates that she had eaten at noon. An Lingxia saw her and said with a smile, "Aunt Yu, let me help you!"

When Mama Yu heard this, she shook her head in fright and said, "How can that be, you are the young master's guest."

An Lingxia lifted up her sleeves and said, "It's okay, I'm free anyway." After speaking, she snatched the plate from Mama Yu's hand.

Mama Yu watched from the side, and couldn't help asking: "Are you here to talk to the young master about the contract?"

An Lingxia put the washed dishes in another sink, and said, "Well, Mr. Nan insisted on refusing to agree, so I came to the door."

Mama Yu smiled and said, "You are such a stubborn little girl."

An Lingxia suddenly thought of one thing, it would be impossible to stalk Nan Moxuan, what he needed in his creation was silence, he would definitely find her annoying and throw her out.

Next, she has to implement the second plan, which is to match what she likes.

An Lingxia smiled triumphantly and asked, "Aunt Yu, do you know what Mr. Nan likes to do? Do you have any special hobbies?"

Mama Yu saw that she was a warm-hearted girl with no evil intentions, so she told her everything she knew. "When the young master comes home, he usually hides in his room to write lyrics and compose music. He only comes out when it's time to eat."

An Lingxia frowned, and asked curiously, "Can he write good works by shutting himself at home all day like this?"

Mama Yu revealed something to her, "Sometimes when I go to clean up the young master's room, I find that the trash can is full of waste papers. I don't understand these things, but I feel that the young master's writing is very good!"

An Lingxia couldn't help smiling, they thought it was very good, but he himself didn't think so, it seems that Nan Moxuan is a serious person who strives for perfection.

"That said, he still has moments of stress."

Mama Yu nodded and said, "I heard that people who use their brains often tend to lose their hair. I found some of the young master's hair falling out in the bathroom."

Hearing Mama Yu's words, An Lingxia had an idea in her heart.After quickly washing the dishes for Hu, she prepared hot milk and went upstairs.

Walking to Nan Moxuan's study room, he saw that the door was open, and Nan Moxuan was writing something on a piece of white paper with his head down, then crumpled up the paper and threw it into the trash can with a bored expression on his face.

It seems that Nan Moxuan is just like Yu Ma said, he doesn't have any inspiration, so if he writes like this, he won't get anything out of it.

An Lingxia knocked on the door involuntarily, and Nan Moxuan raised his head to look this way. He didn't intend to pay attention to her, and then buried himself in writing his own lyrics.

An Lingxia was not annoyed either, she put hot milk in front of his desk, and said, "Use your brain often, drink six more walnuts."

Nan Moxuan looked up at her and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

An Lingxia didn't answer his question, and continued: "Coffee can refresh you. It's best to drink less of that stuff. You should drink more walnut milk to nourish your brain. This will help you write lyrics."

Nan Moxuan looked at her slightly surprised, this was the first time someone cared about him so much, and he actually felt warm in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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