Chapter 62


    Chapter 62 Verbal Attack


    After ire and Arn got to know each other formally, he invited her to sit next to him.


    And seeing this, Bonita red at ire sharply.


    If looks could kill, ire would have been dead now.


    Because of ire''s appearance, Arn managed to muddle through the "love confession."


    Since ire and Cecil had arrived, no one wanted to continue ying the King Game anymore.


    Everyone wanted to forget what had happened just now.


    They all drank and chatted casually.


    And during her conversation with Arn, ire learned that Enzo and Arn knew each other through


    Arn’s father, who appreciated the movies Enzo had filmed before.


    It was also because of this connection that Arn agreed topose the soundtrack for the movie


    "Death in Ever-bright City."


    "This is actually my first time writing a song for a movie.I hope I can end up with a satisfying result."


    "You definitely can," ire said.


    "You are Arn, after all."


    "Well, so what if I''m Arn? I''m also just an ordinary pianist."


    Arn said these words so sincerely that ire couldn''t helpughing.


    "Your definition of ‘ordinary’ is a standard that most people can''t meet in their lifetime."


    Arn clearly heard the praise and appreciation from her words, and he was ted.


    But ire, on the other hand, couldn''t help but feel a little depressed after saying those words.


    Then she added, "Actually, I once dreamed of bing a pianist.At that time, I fell asleep every night


    listening to your Night Song."


    After saying this, ire stopped.She thought she shouldn''t have said those words yet.It didn''t matter to


    her if Arn knew she was his fan.


    But she nned to get along with him as a friend first.


    The rtionship between fans and an idol was like worshiping and being worshiped.


    So it was better if they became friends.


    At least they could have a better rtionship.


    But it was toote for ire to take back her words.


    Arn''s eyes already lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Really? You like my music too?"


    "Is there anyone in this world who doesn''t like your music? Whoever hears your pieces will definitely


    fall in love with them."


    Arn got even more excited.


    Now he felt more convinced thatposing the soundtrack for this movie was the rightest decision.


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t have met ire, and he wouldn''t have found that she was his fan.


    The two of them talked andughed happily.


    They were having a great time.


    Bonita just watched them from the side, and the anger in her heart grew bigger and bigger.


    Since ire arrived, she had stolen all of Arn''s attention.


    It seemed that she was the only one in his eyes.


    Enzo and Wilson also tried to chat with him.


    But he seemed absentminded and hardly replied.


    In the end, they just stopped talking to him.


    The others were also sensible enough not to disturb Arn and ire upon seeing them talking


    happily.


    Everyone felt like there seemed to be a unique maic field that formed between them, and none of


    them could get in.


    But how about Bonita? Could she just watch ire taking Arn away from her? Bonita gritted her


    teeth and suddenly stood up.


    She picked up a ss of wine, walked towards ire and Arn, and squeezed between them.


    The atmosphere in the private room became tense again.


    When Sierra saw this, her nerves tensed up.


    She got nervous, but she didn''t do anything.She decided to wait and see what would happen.


    "Hey, guys! What are you two talking about? Why are youughing so happily?"


    Bonita looked at Arn and smiled.


    "Can I join you?"


    Arn was having a great time chatting with ire.


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    But when Bonita suddenly came over, he couldn''t help feeling a little unhappy.


    After all, when ire came just now, the atmosphere between the two women was very unpleasant.


    And he didn''t hide his emotions anymore.


    He put on a cold face but still maintained politeness when he said, "It''s nothing.We''re talking about


    music."


    "Oh, music?"


    Bonita was annoyed by Arn’s sudden change of attitude.


    But she widened her eyes, pretended to be surprised, and looked at ire.


    "Do you know anything about music, ire? I thought you only knew how to clean floors and toilets


    during your three years in the Sampson family."


    As soon as these words came out of Bonita’s mouth, there was pin-drop silence in the private room.


    And ire''s face turned cold at once.