The chain of events, starting from the murder of a young boy.

That scene had an indescribable beauty to it.
Mo Yujiang was also wearing a black suit.
Although he was young, he was quite good-looking.
The corners between his brows were distinct, his eyes were pitch black, and his nose bridge was tall and straight, giving him a noble temperament.
He was like a little prince from a fairy tale.
With just a glance, one would know that this little boy would definitely be popular when he grew up.
Xin Tong was also wearing a small gown.
She looked pink and tender like a little princess.
Xin Tong's skin was naturally snow-white, and when she smiled, she looked like a porcelain doll.
One had to admit that these two children formed a unique scenery when they were together.
The adults surrounded the dance floor.
They watched the two children dance the waltz with a serious expression, and they whispered with a smile on their faces.
"these two children are really a perfect match. They look like a perfect match. I wonder which family they're from... "
"that little girl is the CEO's daughter. It's said that the little boy is Mr. Mo. . "
"Mr. Mo? Is he the number one Chinese on Forbes' ranking list, Mr. Mo? "
"That's right. "
"One is from a noble family, and the other is from a rich family. They're a perfect match. "
Song Beibei looked at the two children and felt that they were quite pleasing to the eye.
Speaking of which, she had even arranged a child marriage with Lu Huanzi in the past.
However, the thought of Lu Huanzi made Song Beibei's heart ache.
Looking at Mo Yujiang's eyes, she felt a little heartache.
Song Beibei also watched from the side.
Then, she noticed that Chengdong had actually mingled with a group of adults to watch.
But for some reason, Chengdong's expression was very cold.
It was actually much colder than before.
Song Beibei walked over.
She reached out and touched Fu Chengdong's little bag of milk. "handsome, can I invite you to dance? "
Song Beibei could tell that Fu Chengdong was in a bad mood.
Song Beibei only thought that Chengdong and Yujiang had never been on good terms.
So, she wasn't too happy.
In order to make him happy, Song Beibei took the initiative to invite him to dance.
Fu Chengdong raised his head and glanced at Song Beibei.
Then, he turned his neck away. "I'm not dancing with you. "
Song Beibei looked at Fu Chengdong's Tsundere expression and found it very funny. "Why? "
Fu Chengdong said, "mom, you're too old. "
This was the first time Song Beibei was despised for being old.
To be honest, although she had become a mother of a child, she was only twenty-five this year.
Moreover, she was born with a baby face and was often mistaken for a high school student.
Song Beibei was about to vomit blood.
Song Beibei took a deep breath and let herself not argue with a child.
Although Chengdong usually did not like to talk much, his words were not unpleasant.
Once he became vicious, it proved that this kid was not in a good mood.
Song Beibei squatted down and said, "then you can invite Xiao Ying to dance with you. She's young. "
Fu Chengdong was in a bad mood. He looked at the little girl who was smiling like a flower on the dance floor and turned around to leave.
Song Beibei was puzzled. This brat, what is he throwing a Tantrum for?
It was already ten o'clock when they went back at night.
Yujiang left with Mo Lichuan.
It was said that they had to fly back to Switzerland in the early hours of the morning.
Such a journey was very tiring for the children.
However, Yujiang insisted on coming to see Xin Tong.
Sometimes, Song Beibei felt that such a friendship between children was rare and valuable.
Whether it was Xin Tong, Yujiang, or he Chengdong.
Song Beibei also knew that Chengdong was not very happy today and was a little jealous.
Because Xin Tong liked her brother Yujiang too much.
Mo Yujiang was probably Xin Tong's first friend since she was sensible.
For Chengdong, there would be a huge sense of loss.
This was because Xin Tong and he were usually the best of friends.
The little guy was obviously jealous.
On the way, when Xin Tong talked to him, he always ignored her.
However, Song Beibei was not worried.
Xin Tong was a little demon that could grind people to death.
Fu Chengdong, this little iceberg, could always be melted by Xin Tong's persuasion.
When they got home, the children were so tired that they dozed off in the car.
Song Beibei personally helped them take a bath.
After the children slept, Song Beibei returned to her room.
Gu Yanqing had already taken a bath and walked out of the bathroom by himself.
Gu Yanqing looked refreshed.
Song Beibei was actually still a little uncomfortable.
Gu Yanqing said, "honey, go take a bath. The hot water has already been placed for you. "
Song Beibei raised her eyebrows.
This was rare.
Song Beibei took her bathrobe and went to take a bath.
When she was taking a bath, she heard the bathroom door ring.
It rang for a while and then it became quiet.
Song Beibei was lying comfortably by the side of the petal bath when she heard Gu Yanqing's dissatisfied voice outside, "Song Beibei, you took a shower and locked the door. Do you think I'm a monster? "
Song Beibei couldn't help but smile.
She replied indifferently, "you're not a monster. Why did you want to open the door while I was taking a shower? "
Gu Yanqing didn't reply.
Song Beibei thought about how Gu Yanqing looked like he had been defeated and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Such a conversation was strangely familiar.
Song Beibei thought back to the summer vacation when she graduated from High School.
Gu Yanqing asked the same question when he found out that Song Beibei locked the door every night when she slept.
Song Beibei couldn't remember exactly what Song Beibei had said back then.
However, time flew by.
So many years had passed in the blink of an eye. She was no longer the rebellious young girl she was on purpose.
She had married Gu Yanqing, whom she had a crush on for many years.
They had gone through all sorts of hardships together, like a mark carved into the annals of time.
Even the hard times aren't so bad anymore.
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[ Introduction ]

Song Beibei had said the most since she was young, "Gu Yanqing, I have a generation gap with you. "


In Song Beibei's eyes, Gu Yanqing was a shameless old man who still knew how to act like a hooligan. He relied on the fact that he was much older than her, and whenever he was unhappy, he would call him an "old man" . Every time they quarreled, he would say three sentences: DIVORCE I have a generation gap with you.

Song Beibei had long known that Gu Yanqing had a woman in his heart, so in Song Beibei's eyes, all of Gu Yanqing's kindness and gentleness were feigned The most ruthless words she had ever said were, "Gu Yanqing, you're just a dog of our song family. "

Gu Yanqing was neither angry nor angry. He said faintly, "aren't young ladies of your age the most popular loyal dog husbands? "

This man He was too shameless!

After Song Qingchun filled the tub with warm water, she shed her clothes, and as she placed one foot into the tub, she could hear the sound of a car coming from outside.
After a short hesitation, she pulled her leg out of the tub, wrapped herself with a towel, walked to the balcony, and looked down.
As she'd guessed, Su Zhinian was home.
The car deposited him by the gate. It did not come into the compound. When he got out of the car, he leaned into the front window, probably to thank the driver. After less than a minute, Su Zhinian turned and walked into the compound.
Song Qingchun waited until Su Zhinian had reached the front door and was keying in the password before she realized what she was doing and rushed back into the bathroom.
The bathroom was quiet because Song Qingchun did not turn on the tap. Song Qingchun, who was soaking in the bath, could hear Su Zhinian change into the house slippers and walk into the study.
What is he doing in the study so late at night? Catching up on work?
After the study door closed, the whole bungalow fell silent.
Through the mist created by the warm bath, Song Qingchun stared at the ceiling, and her mind went through the events that had happened that night at City Clubhouse.
Her rivalry with Tang Nuan had started five years ago, but this was the most vicious she had been since this whole thing started.
A few days ago, she was just mocking her about her ability to fake a sprained ankle to swindle Qin Yinan.
Who would have thought, just several days later, Tang Nuan would go to such an extent to bring her down? She was risking her own life in an attempt to beat Song Qingchun!
Actually, from the moment Tang Nuan jumped into the lake, Song Qingchun had lost. This was because Tang Nuan was crazy enough to commit to such a ludicrous plan. Everyone pitied the weaker party. Even if she had a million mouths, she would not have been able to talk her way out of that one.
It was not that she had not prayed for someone to step up to help her. It was already shocking enough that her wish was heeded, but more than that, her savior was Su Zhinian, the person who she least expected.
In her mind, Su Zhinian hated her guts, and the feeling was supposed to be mutual.
Even though he was willing to help Song Empire, it was because she traded herself for it. In truth, she had more hope that a stranger would help her than Su Zhinian.
So, it was really surprising that when she was at her most helpless and desperate, the person that came to help her was the person she had the least faith in.
Even as she soaked in the bath, she still found that to be quite hard to believe.
Song Qingchun thought about it for a long time. It wasn't until the bath water had turned cold that she returned to reality.
She washed away the bubbles that stuck to her body. Standing before the counter, as she blow-dried her hair, her thoughts wandered back to Su Zhinian, who had arrived like a godsend to help her that night.
Perhaps because she'd spent a bit too long in the bath, Song Qingchun felt mighty thirsty. When she went downstairs to pour herself a glass of water, she was reminded of Su Zhinian in the study. She stared at the coffee machine for a while before walking over to it to brew a cup of coffee following his usual formula. Then, she headed upstairs with the cup in her hands.
Song Qingchun knocked on the study door, but no one answered. She knocked again and called out, "Mr. Su?"
Still, there was no answer. Song Qingchun bit her lower lips and collected all her courage to push the door open.
To her surprise, the sound of music drifted out from within.
No wonder there was no response; he's listening to music… Song Qingchun thought about it, pushed a sliver open from the door, and poked her head in.


Official Synopsis: When he stayed at her home for one night, he took her body in a drunken stupor. From then on, he had been a constant fixture in her life. How adamant he was in forcing a marriage was how adamant she demanded for a divorce. “I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you!” After she repeated such an important proclamation three times, he finally tossed her the divorce paper. She thought she had finally escaped him alas… After the divorce, he still snuck into her room every night... Finally losing her patience, she yelled, “We are already divorced!” He glanced at her and set down the divorce paper before her. On it, it was written clearly: After the divorce, the car is hers, the house is hers, the company is hers, their child is hers, he… is also hers? 

Translator's Synopsis: Imagine the superpowers wielding male lead from the Korean drama, "My Love from the Star" in the misunderstanding-processing plant that is "Bringing the Nation's Husband Home" and you will have "99 Proclamations of Love".  Tsundere CEO, Su Zhinian is deeply in love with ditzy entertainment beat reporter, Song qingchun but he could not act on it due to a deep dark secret. Read to find out whether love can really overcome anything and everything...

This overbearing man was actually starting to keep her in suspense.
How did Song Yi deal with the two of them?
To be able to come back so quickly, there shouldn't be any major problems, right!
As long as nothing major happened, she could put her heart at ease.
"You two lovebirds, why are you hiding in the house and whispering? " Wang daying walked in from outside and said with a smile, "let's go out for dinner! "!
At noon, Xiao Lei said that she would continue to eat fried noodles in the evening.
So, she made several kinds of sauces.
"Now, everyone is waiting to eat! "
Song Yi said, "got it, GRANDMA! "
Lin Lei said, "got it, GRANDMA! "
The two of them spoke in unison, which made Wang Daying Laugh so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. "Alright, I'll go and cook the noodles. Come out quickly, the two of you! "
Lin Lei saw that her grandma had left the House and glanced at Song Yi before leaving as well.
She grumbled in her heart, hmph!
Darn Man, if you don't tell me, I won't talk to you anymore!
Seeing that his wife had gone out of anger, Song Yi could only smile impatiently. Wasn't he doing this for her own good?
There was always an "if" for everything.
If something went wrong, this result would be unpredictable!
Just now, under his impulse, he really ran over. He said that he had killed two people.
When he walked to the Li family's house, he was very surprised that there wasn't a single person in their courtyard.
Then, he used his spiritual sense to take a look. He was almost disgusted by what had happened in the house. Li Hui and Hu Qingan... ...
He had originally planned to get rid of them like this. However, at the last moment, he made his move. He felt that he would let Li Hui and Hu Qingan die just like that. In any case, it would benefit them!
... ... ... ... ...
This woman, Li Hui, he had never paid any attention to her before. Who would have thought that this woman would actually have such feelings for him.
He thought of Li Hui's ugly appearance just now. It was really disgusting to him that he was actually targeted by such a woman.
When Song Yi walked to his grandfather's house, everyone was already sitting around.
His grandmother just happened to come over with a bowl of noodles. Song Yi reached out to catch it and placed it on the table.
Seeing his wife pouting cutely, he swiftly scooped up a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of her.
"WIFE! Eat the noodles. Don't be angry with me anymore!
Being angry is not good for the child in your stomach. I'll tell you about it later, alright?"
The overbearing man compromised. Lin Lei's heart bloomed with joy, but her face did not show a single trace of happiness.
A man could not be spoiled. She had been humble just now, but he had ignored her. Now, she could ignore him as well!
She planned to let him hang out to dry first!
She took the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of meat sauce for lunch, stirred the noodles briefly, and then lowered her head to eat the noodles.
Everyone was serving their own noodles, so they did not pay much attention to the interaction between the two of them.
Song Yi looked at his wife dotingly, sat down, added a bowl of noodles, and began to eat.
Every time Lin Lei's bowl was empty, Song Yi would put down his chopsticks and help her add more noodles.
Lin Lei's stomach was full, so she wasn't so angry anymore. Seeing Song Yi, she no longer hated him as much as before.
No matter what, a man's starting point was to make plans for her, so she didn't have to be so unreasonable. Besides, there was something wrong with what she did.
Li Qianjin said, "can we start processing the canned food tomorrow? "
"Yes! " Lin Lei nodded and said, "we can continue processing the food tomorrow while everyone continues to peel the fruit.
"The bottle problem has been solved.
"Right, we should register a trademark and a name for the can so that people can remember our brand.
"after the name is decided, we can find a factory to print out the logo. "
Lin Lei explained the philosophy of canned food in the future. Most canned food nowadays didn't have a logo. At most, it was on the box with a production date. It would be over once it was produced.
However, because rare items were expensive, not many people knew how to produce them. Canned food could be said to be in short supply.
When Li Qianjin heard this plan, he laughed out loud and said, "good, good, good! " After his laughter died down, he said with a troubled expression, "what should I call this brand? "
Lin Lei was a useless name-setter. She could not help but look at Song Yi. Even she herself did not notice this.
However, Song Yi caught it. He was especially happy because this was his wife's lazy behavior... ...
"GRANDPA, just the Yongle brand. Isn't it pretty good? "
When Li Qianjin heard that Song Yi had chosen this name, his eyes flashed as he said, "Yes! This name is good. I will arrange for someone to handle this matter tomorrow. "
"Then what should we call our village's canned food? " Lin Mu could not help but ask from the side, "otherwise, I'll have to go back and get it again. Everyone, help me think about it here! "
No one could think of a good name, so they turned their gazes to Song Yi again.
Song Yi said, "uncle, Lin village produces peaches. Why don't we turn these two words upside down? Tao Lin, how about this brand? "
When Lin Mu heard this name, he smacked the table happily. "En! Then let's call it this name! "
Just like that, these two canned food names were born. Who would have thought that after a few decades.
These two brands of canned food would be the most famous brands in the country?
After the meal, Li Qianjin sent Lin Mu and the others to their temporary residence.
Song Yi took the initiative to help tidy up the table before returning to the house.
When he entered the house, he clearly felt that his wife had peeked at him. He knew that his wife's anger had mostly subsided.
"Wife! Let's go back to the space and take a bath later. How about it? "
Lin Lei's eyes lit up when she heard the word 'bath' . She couldn't care less about what had happened before and immediately sat up. "En! My Body is sticking to the wall and I can't take a bath in the courtyard. ".
Going back to the space to take a bath was the best thing that could happen.
But boss Jun, is there really no problem there?"
Thinking about Jun Mochen's dark face, it was quite scary. He could be said that he didn't get any benefits from this space upgrade.
Song Yi said indifferently, "it's fine!
Don't worry, he definitely won't cause any trouble. You can rest assured on this point!"
He could already guess Jun Mochen's thoughts. He would definitely get angry, but he definitely wouldn't dare to get angry at the two of them.
He was still hoping to stay in the spatial realm!
"then we'll wait for GRANDPA and grandma to fall asleep before returning to the spatial realm to take a bath. "
"En! At the same time, we can also get the medical system to check on our bodies. Only then will we be able to relax a little, right? "
The first small conflict between the two of them had unknowingly passed.
When Lin Lei was taking a bath, she was forced to think of the Cold War they had agreed on?
Black-bellied man, really can not afford to provoke ah!


[ era Wen ] died after experiencing the apocalypse for ten years. He wore the clothes of a newlywed wife who was despised by her husband's family. He fought with the best, abused the scum, and changed the fate of the apocalypse. In the 1980s, she was living well.
And he was a strong and overbearing prince charming. He was professional in protecting his wife, and in order to repay his kindness, he married a fat wife. One day, he realized that after his wife woke up, she was a completely different person... ...
Lin Lei: "Song Yi, I want a divorce. It's not suitable for us to have a generation gap! ".
Song Yi: "Don't even think about it. You will be my wife for the rest of your life. If you want to leave me, no way! "
Lin Lei: "You Scoundrel, I'm not your wife! "
Song Yi: "I forgot. Then let's make our relationship real now! "
[ explosive love story + 1V1 + double purity + power + fantasy ]

"I don't believe in your words about pledging to remain chaste." Song Chuyi curled his lips. Indifference was on his eyebrows. "How about this? I'll agree with your request if you give Robben a bath tonight."
"Really?" Changqing looked down at the cute dog that was next to her feet. She was in disbelief that Song Chuyi would be so kind.
"I'm serious." Song Chuyi handed her the dog leash.
Changqing took the leash and asked, "Don't you usually take Robben to the pet shop for a wash?"
"Yeah." Song Chuyi curved his lips. "Isn't it great that I can save on the expense with you washing him tonight?"
How stingy! Changqing scolded him in her heart.
Despite that, Changqing felt quite happy if all it took for Song Chuyi to allow her to act was to simply wash Robben.
While on the way back, she kept asking him if there were any matters she would need to pay special attention to when washing Robben. But in the end, Song Chuyi simply told her: "I've never washed him before either, so how would I know?" 
Changqing was choking on fumes, but she tolerated it in silence after hearing his reply. 
——-
After returning to the apartment, and after researching the steps on how to give a dog a bath online, Changqing brought Robben to the bathroom in high spirits. First, she used a comb to brush his fur then she adjusted the ideal water temperature before she started spraying him with the shower head.
In the beginning, Robben was well-behaved, but after getting drenched with water, he suddenly shook his body with a lot of strength.
The water instantly got onto Changqing's face, and her clothes were drenched as well. Her nose was filled with the smell of a dog. 
She was stunned for a few seconds. Then she wiped her face and continued to wash Robben by pouring body wash onto his body. 
Just as Song Chuyi was entering the living room with a glass of water in his hand, he heard a faint shivering voice of a woman coming from the bathroom. "Gee! Robben! Robben! Stop fidgeting! Your godmother is just trying to wash it clean for you. She has absolutely no intention of taking advantage of you. It stinks there, and when you look for a girlfriend out there, they'll avoid you because of it and won't want to have babies with you…"
The glass of water in Song Chuyi's hand trembled a little.
Shortly again, an exclamation resounded from within the bathroom once more. "Robben, why are you so disobedient? You got me all wet now! Stop running around…"
A drenched dog suddenly ran out of the bathroom, and it was followed closely by a drenched woman running out from behind.
Before that, in order to prepare to give the dog a bath, Changqing changed into home-wear attire consisting of pink pants and a white short-sleeved shirt. Currently, her clothes were all wet, and her short-sleeved shirt was sticking to her skin, making the color of her bra inside clearly visible through her shirt…
The sight of her bra was magnificent, and it was especially so when she was running. They kept swaying and swaying…
Song Chuyi took a deep breath and closed his eyes. A short while later, he opened his eyes, took a look at his hands and thought of images that he shouldn't be thinking about.
Meanwhile, on the other side, after running around the apartment several times, Changqing finally got a hold of Robben's leash.
She approached Song Chuyi with indignation and a shortness of breath. "I finally know why you wanted me to give Robben a bath! You just wanted to make my life difficult!"
"This happened only because you molested Robben." Song Chuyi rebutted her and took a quick glance at her clothes.
"Your way of thinking is too filthy!" Changqing's face flushed red with anger. "I was just helping him clean up there; otherwise he could get sick easily! The internet said so!"
"I thought you were doing it to ensure he'd have better opportunities to make babies…" Song Chuyi bantered with her as he took a sip of tea gracefully.
"Hooligan! I can't be bothered to explain myself to you." Changqing bit her lip vexedly. She accepted her fate and walked back to the bathroom, dragging Robben with her. She couldn't believe that Song Chuyi heard everything she said.
As Changqing was leaving, Song Chuyi almost spewed out the mouthful of tea in his mouth when he saw her behind.


Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas.

Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying.

A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love.
In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known.
At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger.
At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings.

…

In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her.
First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses.
Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house.
Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly.
Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind.
Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money.
There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys.

…

After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?"
Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft.
Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Forever alone +1"
Fairy Lychee: "Forever alone +2"
I'm that little white crane at the edge of the Earth's End: "Young man, I have a divine book here called ❮Bachelor Technique❯ that has the requirement of one being a single dog to practice. Are you interested in practicing it? I can give it to you for free."
Medicine Master: "Forever alone + 3"
Medicine Master: "Fellow Daoist White Crane, don't destroy our formation!"
Tyrannical Song: "..."
Monk Swallow Cloud: "Benefactor Song, did you finally see the light?"
Tyrannical Song: "..."
Sun Splitting Halberd Guo Da: "[Picture of a cute puppy]."
This time, when Guo Da sent the dog head emote, the people who were chatting in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' suddenly seemed to have been choked by Mr. Destiny, and instantly quieted down.
Everyone knew that the next thing that Guo Da was going to send was definitely going to be the [Picture of the head of a dog being furiously rubbed] emote for no reason at all, but nobody liked being rubbed by Guo Da.
If he wanted to make fun of himself, then everyone was fine with that.
But this time... unlike what would usually happen, Guo Da didn't reply.
Strange, did Guo Da go offline?
Should they continue to make fun of little friend Shuhang? But what if Guo Da were to come out again and send the [Picture of the head of a dog being furiously rubbed] emote as they were making fun of Shuhang?
While everyone was in thought, [System Message Notification: Sun Splitting Halberd Guo Da has been muted by the administrator Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue for 5 minutes.]
Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue: "Okay, let's continue chatting."
This way, they didn't have to worry about Guo Da popping up and rubbing people's heads.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, wonderful move."
Fairy Lychee: "Hahaha, I just directly messaged Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, and asked him to come over and mute him."
Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue: "👍 You guys continue, I still have something to attend to. I'll be going first. Pay attention to the time, I only banned Guo Da for five minutes."
Frice Reckless Mad Saber: "Come, let's continue with the topic just now. Little friend Shuhang, from what we can understand from what you said just now, the fellow daoist who fainted because of Creation's singing is a fairy maiden, right? You used the word 'her' just now."
True Monarch Northern River: "Also, do you know why we said 'forever alone'? A charming fairy maiden just fainted right by your side, yet you don't even want to take good care of her, and instead want to leave her alone and let her wake up by herself?"
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Shuhang, you don't understand women."
I'm that little white crane at the edge of the Earth's End: "To be honest, I always thought that men like Song Shuhang only appeared in 'jokes'. I didn't think that such a thing could happen in real life."
Tyrannical Song: "Did you guys misunderstand something from what I said? Although she is a fairy maiden and could even be considered a beauty, she's taken already. Moreover, my EQ is still above average. "
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Boring, if the fairy maiden is already taken, then what's with your ambiguous message?"
Monk Swallow Cloud: "And here I thought I had the opportunity to lead little friend Shuhang into Buddhism..."
Song Shuhang: "..." So, now it's my fault?
Frice Reckless Mad Saber: "Is the fairy maiden married?"
Tyrannical Song: "Her wedding is soon to take place, probably."
Frice Reckless Mad Saber: "So she isn't married yet, right? In this case, you still have a chance! The man isn't married and the woman isn't married."
[System Message Notification: Frice Reckless Mad Saber has been muted by the administrator Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue for 1 hour. ]
Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue: "Fellow Daoist Frice Reckless, you already changed your daoist name, so can't you at least prevent yourself from seeking death? Be careful lest people come to your doorstep and chop you up."
True Monarch Northern River: "Frice Reckless is indeed more reckless than Thrice Reckless, and even his death-seeking behavior has worsened... sigh."
I'm that little white crane at the edge of the Earth's End: "Let's get serious, Shuhang, it's not too good for you to simply leave the fairy maiden in one corner. At least carry her to a bed and let her rest there."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Regarding soothing the damage caused by Dharma King Creation's singing, I can recommend a method—taking a medicine bath or a hot bath. After I listened to his singing previously, I had become really dizzy, but after I went home and took a bath, my mind felt refreshed."
Monk Swallow Cloud: "Little friend Shuhang said that the fairy maiden is still unconscious. How would she be able to take a hot bath? If little friend Shuhang were to carry her to a hot bath, that would cause quite a big problem." 
As the group continued to chat, the topic in the group suddenly changed again.
From what was initially 'curing the effect of Dharma King Creation's singing', they switched to the topic of 'hot bath'.
Treasure Forging Heavenly Mansion's Yang Xian: "😈 Speaking of hot bath, I remember that there are many people in the world of cultivation who sell their bathwater at sky-high prices."
Tyrannical Song: "😳"
Tyrannical Song: "I've heard that there are some weirdos who would taste and drink the bathwater of beautiful women... There are such people in the world of cultivation as well?"
After giving it some thought, it really did seem quite possible. Most cultivators were also human beings. It would not be surprising that some cultivators would have certain strange fetishes to them.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Hahahaha, Yang Xian, you are really mean."
Fairy Lychee: "Seriously speaking, in the world of cultivation, the bathwater of beauties would not be sold for much. The looks of a person, whether they are beautiful or not, is not important; cultivators would look at other factors. I can also be considered a beauty in the world of cultivation, but nobody would want to buy my bathwater. However, there are many people in our group who want to buy True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon's bathwater. "
Song Shuhang: "..."
True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon's bathwater?
A picture emerged in Song Shuhang's mind—True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon was swimming in a bathtub, then after a lap, he got up casually. Then, suddenly, a large group of cultivators rushed over to drink the bathwater.
Disgusting~ This picture was too much, and he dared not continue to think about it.
Tyrant Flood Dragon wants to father a football team: "F*ck, why did you involve me all of a sudden? I haven't said a word from beginning to end, yet you suddenly dragged me in this matter! Little Lychee, you are not a kind person at all."
Fairy Lychee: "It's because I remembered that it was only you, True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon, who was able to sell his bathwater for a sky-high price in the group 🤭."
Tyrant Flood Dragon wants to father a football team: "That's the dark past that I can't bear to look back at, alright? And, that was not bathwater, it was flood dragon soup. That year, that old bastard threw me into a pot with more than 300 kinds of medicinal herbs used for refining. The young me almost died from being played around with; several layers of my skin had even been peeled off. Fortunately, I was lucky, and I was able to escape that wretched fate."
When Song Shuhang heard this, he got a general gist of what had occured.
He then inquisitively asked, "Then... what happened to that old bastard?"
True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon laughed as he said, "Of course I killed him. After running away and practicing for good, the first one I visited was him. If I hadn't killed him, I would not have gotten rid of my inner demon, being unable to advance further." 
After that, the topic of the Nine Provinces Number One Group had gone back on track.
Fairy Lychee started talking to everyone about the [True Martial Cup, Valkyrie Competition], which was an upcoming event on the True Martial Island. Fairy Lychee fancied the reward for the third place, which was the spiritual beast 'Cocooned Cow'. This time, she was determined to get it.
Song Shuhang didn't know much about this, and could only keep his mouth shut. After thinking about it, he exited the chat group page and turned off his phone.
In front of him, Fairy Fleeting Life was still unconscious—from the looks of it, she would stay in such a state for quite a while.
Song Shuhang gave it some thought, and then brought out the treasured saber Broken Tyrant. He willed, and a layer of saber light emerged from Broken Tyrant, propping up Fairy Fleeting Life.
Afterward, Shuhang controlled the treasured saber and moved towards Fairy Fleeting Life's room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Loli Shi rubbing her eyes as she appeared in the distance. "Senior Brother Song, it's almost time, we have to go to class."
In the next moment, she blinked as she looked at the unconscious Fairy Fleeting Life behind Song Shuhang, and said, "Senior Brother Song, what have you done to Fairy Fleeting Life?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Song Shuhang said. "She passed out after listening to Dharma King Creation's singing."
"Oh." Shi nodded cutely, and then she suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Song, are you interested in adopting a daughter? The cute kind that is very lovely."
Song Shuhang: "Pfff～"
Shi was very cute, but Shuhang was still a sophomore. He had just turned 18, so how could he adopt a daughter? Did he really look that old?
Loli Shi waved her hands repeatedly as she said, "Senior Brother Song, don't get me wrong. I don't want you to take me as your daughter." 
Song Shuhang asked, "So why did you suddenly ask the question?"
"It was Zhu who asked me to." Shi smiled bitterly, and said, "I also feel that Zhu is too ridiculous, but she practically forced me to ask."
"Zhu?" Song Shuhang recalled the smaller loli that was with Shi the last time, Shi's junior sister, who appeared to be even younger than Guoguo.
"Yes, she wants to become an adopted daughter of Senior Brother Song," Shi said.
Song Shuhang responded, "Why? Don't tell me that she feels some kind of deep connection with me, I won't believe that."
"After recognizing Brother Shuhang as her foster father, she would be able to leave the sect and play in Jiangnan University Town for a while with the excuse of visiting her foster father," Loli Shi said earnestly.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Zhu is a bit ridiculous, but after careful consideration, I concluded that this matter would also be beneficial for Senior Brother Song. So, I chose to relay her question to you," Shi seriously.
Song Shuhang asked, "Beneficial?"
"Zhu's parents disappeared while exploring some ancient immortal ruins, so she has always been raised by her grandfather. Her grandfather, True Monarch White Pear, is one of the best blacksmiths of our sect. I see that Senior Brother Shuhang has already reached the Fourth Stage, and it is almost time for you to create your own life-bound magical treasure. If Zhu recognizes you as her foster father, then True Monarch White Pear would definitely help Senior Brother Song to create his life-bound magical treasure."
Song Shuhang asked, "Are you baiting me?"
"Zhu wants to recognize Senior Brother Song as her foster father... but knowing that you would be unlikely to accept, I thought that it would be best to bait you with some good rewards," Shi said seriously.
Song Shuhang laughed. "Are you this certain that Zhu's grandfather, True Monarch White Pear, is going to agree with Zhu and let her recognize me as her foster father? You know, my cultivation isn't high. Moreover, I'm only 18 years old."
"18 years old is no longer young. In ancient times, people of such age would already father several children." As Shi said this, her eyes slightly sank. "And, if Zhu wants to recognize someone as her foster father, as long as that person's character is decent, even if they were an ordinary person, Zhu's grandfather would still not refuse."
Zhu's parents disappeared when she was very young; because of this, True Monarch White Pear would not have the heart to refuse.


One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed... 

His kiss was like a storm, and he gave her no breaks. His lips met with hers tightly. Song Yu was kissed senseless. She could not utter a word, nor did she have the energy to push him away.
She was trapped between his chest and the wall.
She did not know what to do, and her reaction speed was declining. Unknowingly, she rested her hands on his chest.
She intended to push him away, but the moment she felt his chest, she lost the energy to.
Her fingers curled a little, coming into contact with his skin. She felt like she was against a solid wall. 
Suddenly, Qi Chengzhi hoisted her up and single-handedly grabbed her hand from his chest and guided it into his bath towel.
Song Yu was already bewildered by the kiss and was not aware of his intentions. Her soft fingertips were taken by him and probed at the bath towel along his waistline. At that moment, the doorbell rang like a thunderbolt in a clear sky.
The ringing of the doorbell came pouring onto Song Yu like a bucket of cold water. She was sobered up in an instant.
She finally noticed where he guided her hand to and retracted hurriedly and pushed him away with all of the force she had using both of her hands.
Qi Chengzhi remained motionless like a wall made of stone. So, she started to struggle incessantly.
Her clothes and hair were in a mess.
The doorbell kept ringing and Luo Yushu's voice could be heard from outside of the door, "Director, I'm Luo Yushu. You told me to meet you tonight to discuss work-related matters."
It was the time Qi Chengzhi arranged with him, Luo Yushu did not consider the possibility that Qi Chengzhi may not be around.
Qi Chengzhi could have pretended that he was not around and continue, but somehow he let Song Yu go easily this time.
After both of her feet returned to the ground, he supported Song Yu around her waist just in time when she was about to fall, as if he had known that she definitely would lose balance.
Qi Chengzhi turned around to open the door after he made sure that she could stand upright by herself.
"Director…" Luo Yushu stood at the door and saw that Song Yu was leaning against the wall beside the door when he was about to enter.
Her hair and clothes were in disarray. Her face was bright red, and her lips were swollen and red as well. When he turned towards Qi Chengzhi, he saw that he was only covered with a bath towel that was hanging loosely on the waist. It seemed like it could fall off anytime and there would be nothing left by then.
Luo Yushu was able to guess immediately about what just happened between both of them based on the Qi Chengzhi's delay when answering the door.
Luo Yushu thought to himself proudly, 'Little shit, still denying your relationship with the director! Luckily I'm not fooled!"
"Director, you're busy with Miss Song? Please excuse me," Luo Yushu said in all seriousness and wanted to leave.
"I'm about to leave," Song Yu said in a hurry. She lowered her head and dared not look at Qi Chengzhi and Luo Yushu.


Song Yu, an up and coming architect was supposed to be the fiancée to the second son of the Qi Family... until her family went bankrupt. The engagement was called off and she finally has the freedom to love whoever she wants to! Years later, a twist of fate made her cross paths with the Qi family again. In order to land a prestigious architect role in an upcoming hotel construction project, she had to impress the director of Qilin. Follow Song Yu as she navigates through life and love!

"Lady Ding," Bian called waking up Lady Ding for the warm bath. Lady Ding wakes up, "so early," she complains like always. "After your warm bath, I'll come to get you for breakfast," Bian informed her like usual. "Wait, Consort Bian," Lady Ding said. "Yes," Bian responded. "My body hurts," Lady Ding said and moaned at her legs stretching. "You must have been sore from yesterday market trip," Bian said. Bian massages Lady Ding's legs, soothing her muscles. "It feels better," Lady Ding sighs at the relief. "Let me add another oil to your warm bath to help relax your muscles," Bian suggested. "Yes," Lady Ding said as she laid back down. Bian left to the bath room to add a muscle relaxing oil and stir the warm water. "Your warm bath is completely ready," Bian notify Lady Ding, who is fast asleep again. "Please wake up," Bian shook Lady Ding. "Ugh," Lady Ding complained and dragged herself towards the bath room.  

"Were you able to eat the peaches yesterday?" The consort asked Bian. "Yes, I did, thank you very much," Bian said. "Are you still craving for more?" The consort asked. "I am fine," Bian said. "Consort Bian, I have a secret to tell you," the consort said. "Tell me later," Bian said wanting to avoid the topic, since she didn't like gossiping and wanted to finish cooking. "It's a secret from my home town," the consort said. "What is it?" Bian finally asked after the consort pestered her. "The elders in my home town said when you are craving for seed fruits, you will bore a son," the consort said looking for a reaction of Bian. Bian shrugged, "that is good, therefore Lady Ding can keep this baby," Bian said as she continues cooking. The consort looked at Bian, "do you know that your stomach is showing ?" The consort said. Bian got insecure and look at her own body, noticing it herself.  

"Lady Ding" Bian said while helping her brush her hair before eating breakfast, "do you think my stomach is showing?" Lady Ding looked at her and shocked, "already?" Lady Ding exclaimed. Lady Ding stop Bian's actions in helping her. She quickly looks around, grab a dress and stuff it inside her stomach. "What are you doing?" Bian asked. "I need to look pregnant too," Lady Ding said. "Why?" Bian was confused. "You are going to give the baby to me, I cannot just have a baby without ever being pregnant," Lady Ding telling Bian the idea. "What about my bump?" Bian asked. "You are going to return home, no one will ever ask what happened to you," Lady Ding assured her. It was true, Bian knew Lady Ding would solve the problem. "Does it look similar?" Lady Ding asked Bian, in comparing to Bian's baby bump. Bian nodded. "Let's go eat," Lady Ding said walking out to the dining manor.  

Mother Yan and Meng De saw Lady Ding's stomach. "You were pregnant?" Mother Yan asked Lady Ding. Lady Ding nodded and smiled at her mother in law, "yes, I am tired lately," Lady Ding said. "How come you did not tell me?" Meng De said caring for Lady Ding. Lady Ding faked a sad face. Mother Yan and Meng De knew Lady Ding's reaction referred to her past miscarriage and thinking Lady Ding did not want to tell them about it until it is right time to tell them. "It is fine," Mother Yan interrupted, "now we know, just take good care of yourself," Mother Yan said. "Thank you, mother," Lady Ding said smiling. "You may be tired," Meng De said to Lady Ding. Lady Ding nodded sweetly. "After eating, I will tell the consort to brewed the medicine to help your tiredness," Mother Yan said. "Thank you," Lady Ding look at Mother Yan sweetly.   

Bian heard a knock on the door. Bian opened the door to find Cao Song have come. "Minister Cao Song," Bian greeted him. He examined her up and down, as if he hasn't seen her in such a long time. "Where is Lady Yan?" He asked. "I can take you there," Bian said leading him and servant to the living room. In the living room, Mother Yan and Meng De are conversing. "Minister Cao Song is here," Bian notifies the room. Mother Yan and Meng De stands up immediately to greet Cao Song. "Father," Meng De said. "Cao Song," Mother Yan smiles accepting her husband to sit in a chair. Meng De turns to see Bian and looks over her to tell another consort, "go fetch Lady Ding, Father is here," he ordered. Cao Song sat down and Mother Yan and Meng De follows. "How are you?" Mother Yan asked. "I am visiting for a reason," Cao Song looking at Meng De. "I got the message this morning," Meng De said nodding at Cao Song. "That is good," Cao Song. "What is the reason?" Mother Yan asked.  

"Father," Lady Ding enters and greeted Cao Song. "Sit down," Cao Song tells Lady Ding. "Thank you," Lady Ding said sitting down next to Meng De. Bian follows and sit behind Lady Ding. "What is the reason, Father?" Meng De asked. "I heard many gossip of this household," Cao Song said looking at Meng De then to Bian. "I heard that Consort Bian is with child of the Cao," he said. "Yes, she is," Mother Yan answered. Cao Song is a wise man, not displaying his anger, but is straightforward, he stared at Mother Yan and said, "how much more are you going to hide when you can see that she is not married and already showing," Cao Song lectured Mother Yan. Mother Yan lowered her head. "I have already said this for Meng De to get a concubine because Lady Ding cannot bore a son," Cao Song said, "since Consort Bian is with child of Cao, prepare her." "Is that all you heard?" Meng De asked trying to be careful of the prophecy. "Is there something else that I missed?" Cao Song asked. Mother Yan looked at Meng De in fear for all their lives. Meng De drank his tea and looked his father, "that is fine, Consort Bian will become a concubine in this household," Meng De said continuing to hide the secrets that did not reach his father yet.  

Cao Song looked at his suspicious son but ignored it. He looked at Mother Yan, "the wedding will take place 7 days from now," he demanded. "Yes," everyone answered him. Meng De looked at Lady Ding who looked at him, seeing sadness in her eyes. He had broken his promise to her. Anger grew in Lady Ding seeing Meng De not being able to do anything and excused herself and returned to her manor. Bian was going to follow but Cao Song called her, "Consort Bian," he said. "Yes, Minister Cao Song," she said. Cao Song looked at Bian and can see the difference in her physically. This is the closest he ever observed her and understood why Meng De would fall for her beauty. "You are going to be a Lady in the Cao household, it does not matter what background you have come from, either servant, consort, or a princess, you still have to learn how to behave as a wife of General Cao Cao," Cao Song said and continued, "for the next 7 days, learn from Mother Yan and Lady Ding, the importance of tending your future husband." "Yes," Bian said as the orders went from one ear to another. She is only worried about Lady Ding at the moment and wanted to run away. "Prepare the guest manor for Consort Bian since Meng De requested her to stay in this household," Cao Song ordered the consorts and servants. "No," Meng De said, "my manor will be Consort Bian's manor." Bian looked at Meng De shock to hear that she will be with Meng De all the time. Meng De ignored Bian's look at him knowing he had won over her and said to his father, "shall we discuss further about the message?" Cao Song nodded and waved for everyone to leave.  

Bian left hurriedly to go to Lady Ding's manor. "Get out!" Lady Ding yelled everyone in her manor. Bian can hear Lady Guo and Lady Mei crying and afraid of their mother's anger. Bian quickly entered the manor and instructed the consorts to take Lady Guo and Lady Mei away. "I hate you!" Lady Ding grabbed her pillow and started hitting Bian on the side. Bian put her hands together and kneeled, "Lady Ding, I am sorry, please do whatever you want with me," Bian said crying. "General Meng De is mine only," Lady Ding pushes Bian on the forehead, "do you think you are better than me?" Lady Ding said sternly as she faces Bian. "I will never take him away from you, I promise," Bian said sobbing. Lady Ding scoffed and stood up straight. She looked at Bian with hatred and disgust. Mother Yan words flashed her mind, those words that made her forced Bian to give the child to her, "at least she is capable of carrying an heir for Meng De". What makes Lady Ding incapable? Lady Ding balled her fists and spit out, "how can you betray me," as a rhetorical question knowing Bian will never betray her. "I will never betray you," Bian said. Lady Ding looked at her and grabbed onto her shoulders, "good," she said squeezing her grip, "even if you become a concubine in this household, you will still give me your son." Bian nodded fast enduring the pain on her shoulders, "I promise you and I will not go back on my words," Bian told Lady Ding, "if I go back on my words, may the gods punish me." Lady Ding let go of Bian slightly pushing her away at as she let go. Bian fell onto the ground breathing in and out hard. 

"I got the message," Meng De told Cao Song, "I am already aware of Yuan Shao's activities." Cao Song nodded, "he has expanded faster than expected, you must take action soon." "Is the Emperor declaring war?" Meng De asked. "The others are advising the Emperor to take it slow since we just came out a war, I had advised it too but with word spreading Yuan Shao ability to be allies with the rebels is bringing stress to the Emperor," Cao Song said. "What else are the rebels doing?" Meng De asked. "They are taking young males from towns to be soldiers and if young males decline, they are executing them," Cao Song said. Meng De nodded, "after the wedding, I will immediately set out soldiers to clear this up and bring Yuan Shao to court," Meng De assured his father who had always trusted him. Meng De have many older and younger brothers who are also generals but his father trusted him the most knowing his capabilities and that he will succeed them. "You know Yuan Shao best, remember to always put your enemies closer," Cao Song told Meng De.  

Cao Song sipped the tea and cleared his throat, "lately I have been hearing about the traveling foretelling master," Cao Song said. Meng De slowly sipped his tea trying not to be disturb by what his father is asking about. "What about it?" Meng De purposely asked being curious. "Have you heard of it?" Cao Song asked. Meng De silently sipped his tea again trying to act natural, "Mother talked about it one time," Meng De said. Cao Song nodded, "the Emperor is looking for him," Cao Song said, "word claimed the foretelling master foresees the future accurately." Meng De chuckled, "life should be live by the way you live it, why should a  foretelling master foresees your future for you," Meng De tried discrediting the foretelling master. Cao Song cleared his throat, "long live the Emperor, watch what you say," he said with his loyalty burning. Meng De nodded, "shall I look for him too while on my mission?" He asked. "I can bring that upon the Emperor," Cao Song said.  

Lady Ding punished Bian to continue kneeling while she calmed herself down. She couldn't even look at Bian or she was going to explode. Lady Ding hated that her husband is now taking a concubine and the concubine is someone closes to her. "Lady Ding?" Meng De entered knowing that she was upset from awhile ago. He walked in seeing Bian kneeled on the ground by Lady Ding, who was brushing her own hair. "General Meng De," Lady Ding whined and pouted as she ran to hug Meng De. Meng De cleared his throat and pushed off Lady Ding. "What is Consort Bian doing?" he asked in concern. Lady Ding looked at Bian and gasped, "Consort Bian get up," she demanded. Bian nodded and tried getting up but her legs were asleep, causing her to falling back down. Meng De quickly walk past Lady Ding to catch Bian. Bian feels someone supporting her up to see Meng De helping her. As soon as she was able to stand up, she pushes and shrug Meng De away, "thank you General Cao Cao," she mumbled. Lady Ding got jealous but wanted to keep her posture. No Lady must show jealously in front of a man or they will be degraded, that is why no woman can ever complain to to their husband about their husband never attending their manors because they would show jealously.  

"Consort Bian return to your hall," Lady Ding commanded. "Yes, Lady Ding," Bian quickly left before Meng De can even ask for her well-being. "I was waiting all afternoon for you," Lady Ding said. Meng De looked at her as if she had no remorse for what she had done to Bian kneeling, who knows how long, on the ground. "Father has demanded Consort Bian learned from you before the wedding," Meng De informed her with an upset tone. "I waited so long for you to come and explain or even apologize and that is all you have to say to me," Lady Ding said madly, "you promised me that I will only be your wife, how can you go back on your promise?" Meng De sighed, "that promise was before you offered her to me," he said, "what did you expected." Lady Ding yelled, "I did it all for you." "Do not say it is because of me, I was happy enough with you and my daughters," Meng De said. "See, you are only happy enough, what about being more happy?" Lady Ding nitpick the argument. Meng De short tempered knocked down Lady Ding's table, "how dare you?" he yelled at her, "do not judge my care for you and my daughters." Lady Ding jumped at the table making a loud noise breaking down to the ground and then she dropped to the ground crying.

Consort Bian, in replace of her sick older sister, joins Lady Ding in being sent to marry General Lord Cao Cao. Three years later, Lady Ding is unable to bore an heir, after two daughters and multiple miscarriages. To find a solution, General Lord Cao Cao's mother, reached out to a foretelling master, only in  discovery of a 'prophecy' that brings fear to all General Cao Cao's enemies and the Emperor.

"I'm going to be late for work!!!!!" -I screamed.- "THIS IS GOING TO BE THE THIRD TIME IM LATE THIS WEEK!!"-I shouted- "AND-"—"Ms. Emily?" A man said. "Huh?!" -I muttered- "This is your fiancé Emily, Young master this is Ms. Emily." The man said. "Um...what? I think you've got the wrong person." -I said- I walked back two steps. "If we were wrong, it's girl, not person, my sexuality is straight." -I was frozen- "That is Guan Song...the richest young master in the city..." -I thought in my head- "Uh is there any papers to see that I'm the girl, because don't remember getting engaged or anything..to...to....Guan Song." -I asked- "Ah, of course" The man said. He handed me papers. I looked at them. "MY SISTER DID THIS? AND MY DAD, MOM?!" -I screamed in stress- Guan Song looked at me. "Eh heh...ok....so.....um..what am I-" Guan Song grabbed me and pulled me in the car. "H-HEY!! I DON'T FULLY EVEN KNOW THAT IM SUPPOSED TO BE YOUR...your...wife!?" -I said- The man started driving. Guan Song started to say, "Emily? Am I supposed to be calling you that, pathetic, I'll call you Ms. Song." "My last name is actually Joanne not Song.." -I corrected- Guan Song looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "Well your that type of girl, you already know...we're engaged, we're getting married, so why not call you Ms. Song." Guan Song said. "And don't call me Guan Song, Master is the name you shall call me..!" "Yes Gua- M-Master." -I said- "We have arrived Young Master. The maids will make your room Young Master. Emily will help draw a bath for you." The man said. Draw a bath? Aren't I supposed to be his fiancé not his maid?! I'll go with it..wait where am I sleeping? "Um excuse me, where am I sleeping sir?" -I asked- "With Young Master." The man said. In the same room...or bed..? "In the same room or bed sir?!" -I asked- "The same bed, you sure ask a lot of question." Guan Song replied. How am I supposed to sleep with Master, if I only just met him today?! And I don't even love him, I don't want to get married to him, not yet I don't...

Mason wanted to try something new with this other song. White Iverson was an amazing song but it was sort of fitted into the musical sub-genre, SoundCloud.

Music on SoundCloud didn't necessarily have to follow a rule such as this and that but they would always 1 way or another follow 1 of it. Some songs would have triplets, ad-libs, overlaying an audio by taking the audio and duplicating it so it would sound better. There would most of the time be a bass drum here and there mixed in with the triplets.

Mason wanted to try something that led astray from the sub-genre so he choose the song, Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars. 

He didn't really know what to expect from people because he felt that there would be some fans who would get mad at him for making a different genre of music.

Mason felt that making a funk song and releasing it on SoundCloud was a big gamble because it could potentially turn him into a 1 hit wonder even if the song was good but if the fans received it well then Mason's career was set.

If an artist had a hit song but their 2nd mainstream song wasn't then that person would become a 1 hit wonder immediately. However if an artist had 2 songs that was popular and at least got onto Billboard Top 100 then for some reason, their career was set unless they did something stupid.

Mason once again didn't know the exact beat that the song had but after making White Iverson, he didn't care. As long as it fitted the song and could stick to people's head.

Having a beat that was catchy was sometimes a lifesaver of songs. Even if the song wasn't well made, as long as the beat was good, people would come back to it after trying to find what song the beat came from.

Mason had the beat of SAD! by xxxtentacion stuck in his head for over a month so he knew how bad it could get. It could reach the point that the person who's had their mind stuck on a beat for so long to eventually listen to the song many times just so they could get it out of their system.

Mason felt that it was a lot easier to construct a beat because he had practice before when he made the beat for White Iverson.

It was also a lot easier this time around because somehow, even though he haven't heard the song in forever, the beat was still imprinted in there. This song was 1 of the best example of a beat that would get stuck in your head for months.

The beginning part of the song where the backup singers sang the beat lingered in his head and he managed to create his beat using that as it's base.

The beat was easy to make as well as the lyrics. Mason never understood why the song was so popular because he could find many songs that was better than it but after recreating it, he could understand a little bit more.

Mason didn't need backup singers to sing the beat, he just did it himself and used a pitch changer in order to change it so it sounded like different people.

This time around, he only took an hour to make the song. Mason clapped his hands as if he finally got it. He knew why the song had garnered over 3 billion views.

If a man who didn't like the song, listened to it only a few times, managed to recreate the song without any references to the extent where it could almost be considered as good or even better than the original meant that the song was just that good.

Mason had 1 thing left to do and that was to create a cover for the song. His White Iverson cover which was 3 hands that clearly just shot a 3-pointer coming out from a basketball with the words Iverson on it. It took him a while to make it but Mason felt that he could make the cover for Uptown Funk even faster because he was now used to the app.

He quickly downloaded some imaged of a CD and photo-shopped it a little and added in some new things turning it into CD that had an arrow coming out of it pointing upwards. Although it didn't sound like a good cover, it was so simple and clean that it looked pleasing to the eyes.

Mason proceeded to sett everything up and after double and even triple checking that it was the way he wanted it, Mason clicked upload.

Mason felt a lot more nervous and went into the bathroom not for a shower like before but for a cool relaxing bath. He didn't look or felt nervous when he was making the song, but the moment he clicked upload, the dangers of making and releasing the song was attacking his heart slowly chewing through like a termite.

"Now to fall asleep in the bathroom and wake up to see it have over 500 million plays on SoundCloud."

Mason was trying to relax himself by sweet talking to himself.

He felt more pressure this time around so although he spent less time making it, it took more effort and will from him because of how nerve-wrecked he was the whole time.

Mason could feel the sweat vanishing and what replaced was a refreshing flow of cold water. It would sometimes sway because Mason would move positions and when it did, Mason felt like he was on the beach.

Mason eventually felt so relaxed that he unknowingly, fell asleep while taking a cold bath. The water didn't reach his neck so he was safe from drowning until 4 hours past.

Mason turned his body into a different position causing his face to be in the water and immediately woke him up. Mason swallowed a little bit of water which he threw back out because he didn't want sweat in his stomach.

Mason allowed the water to drain until there was nothing left. Mason turned on the shower handle and took a quick shower.

When he got out, he felt his wrinkled and pale right foot suffering every second. 

Mason knew that he made a big mistake by falling asleep in his bath but he couldn't blame himself. After all, he was sweating from all of his nervousness, but the main reason why was actually because he didn't have a fan or AC in the secret closet.

Mason had no choice but to put on new clothes because his old ones were stinking of retched sweat. The foul smell made him walk around the basement with only his boxers but that was improper, rude, inappropriate, and would be extremely embarrassing if someone walked in on him.

Mason decided to do the next best thing. No shirt, no shoes, just a small pair of shorts.

He looked at his closet and had to enter the secret pants closet just so he could find himself a pair of shorts. It seemed like his father didn't like wearing shorts all that because there was only 5 pairs of shorts.

Mason wore the smallest and the 1 that would make him sweat the least. He still couldn't believe how the weather went from raining, moist, humid, to hot, sweaty, dry, hot, scorching, windless, dry, hot, misery, sweating, and most importantly hot.

Mason grabbed a towel from the kitchen and took a pack of ice. He put all of the ice into a bag which he wrapped into the towel.

Mason walked back into his bed and didn't even jump onto his bed like he normally would. Instead, he laid on the cold ground.

Then he took the towel and laid it on his chest. Mason took out his phone to see how much views the song had managed to gain in the span of less than 4 hours.

Mason saw it and closed his eyes, rubbed them, grabbed his towel, wiped his eyes, took the ice and rested his eyes on them before opening them again.

"Holy shit! 500 million plays already!" Mason actually threw his iPhone into the wall in shock.

Mason Cohen, a regular boy with a regular name. He was a regular millennial that followed regular news about the media. Only thing different was that he was also a fan of light novels.

That was him 4 years ago. Mason was now the highest paid actor in Hollywood and the owner of the biggest company in the world. He also took the spot of number 1 song in the world.

The change in his life was sudden and was so fast that Hollywood couldn't keep up.

And it was all thanks to a shooting star.



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