Eastern Han Organization
When Wang Ming Yang saw the international competition, he was immediately interested.
"Huan Yue, who do you think we should get to write English songs? Judging by the situation, Chinese songs aren't too appropriate."
Wang Ming Yang was very troubled. He had seen the situation on the Internet. That Jin Can was full of zest.
It wasn't difficult to find an English song composer. But the hard part was getting well-written songs.
"I don't know about that." Wu Huan Yue shook her head. She had not dabbled in this field before.
Wang Ming Yang was frustrated. "Sigh. This brother of mine isn't good at English. If only his English was a little better. Then, we would have no problems getting him to write a song."
*Knock knock*
"Come in." 
Wang Ming Yang and Wu Huan Yue were just discussing this matter.
After all, this competition could be a huge opportunity for anyone. If Wu Huan Yue could garner fame outside of China, she would be bringing glory to the country. And she could get her name out there too.
However, the only problem was getting a song.
"Chief Wang, I just contacted a famous singer. He can help to compose a song," said Yang Qian.
Yang Qian was Wu Huan Yue's manager as well as her personal bodyguard. She knew some kungfu too. After all, Wu Huan Yue was a superstar now. She had to have a bodyguard.
Moreover, Wang Ming Yang definitely had to take good care of Wu Huan Yue. This was his Brother's lady. If he didn't protect her, he would end up in misery.
"Who is it?" asked Wang Ming Yang.
Yang Qian replied, "The old-school emperor, Zheng Ya. He has written lots of English songs and he's very talented. If we hire him, we'll be set."
Wang Ming Yang thought for a moment. "Him, eh? I know him. He's quite an impressive composer. But what conditions does he have?"
Yang Qian said, "We don't know for now. He said he would think about it."
"Think about it? It seems like he's really interested!" Wang Ming Yang laughed. He had not expected that response. However, he wondered what exactly Zheng Ya would ask for.
*Ding ding!*
At that moment, Yang Qian's phone rang. She took a look at the screen. "Chief Wang, it's Zheng Ya."
"Answer it then. Let's see what he'll ask for," said Wang Ming Yang.
Yang Qian answered the call and turned on the loudspeaker.
"Hello. I've thought about it. I can write a few songs for Wu Huan Yue. However, I have to request your Chief Wang to help organize a solo concert for me."
Zheng Ya's voice could be heard through the phone.
When this request was stated, Wang Ming Yang's expression suddenly changed.
Yang Qian said, "This request is a bit too much, isn't it? We're just asking for a few songs."
"Haha. Actually, I'm just saying. With my current status, a song from me is worth a lot. I've been very busy lately. I've really been very busy. This is just a tactful way of rejecting your offer. I'm sorry."
He hung up.
"This guy is a little unbridled." Wang Ming Yang furrowed his brows. He had not expected such a request.
Yang Qian was speechless. "This guy must not have even considered it. He was just playing with us."
"Chief Wang, actually, I don't have to participate," said Wu Huan Yue.
Wang Ming Yang shook his head. "That won't do. Since there's such an opportunity, why shouldn't we give it a shot? Does that guy think he's the only one who can write a song? He's way too arrogant."
At that moment, on the Internet.
Zheng Ya posted on Weibo.
"Eastern Han Organization's Wu Huan Yue's manager just called me to ask me to write a few songs for Wu Huan Yue. However, I rejected tactfully because I already promised to write songs for Jin Can. After all, to me, Jin Can's abilities are pretty good. She should give the competition a shot."
When this was posted, everyone was instantly stunned.
"D*mn. This is awesome. I didn't expect the bigshot Zheng Ya would get involved and help Jin Can to write songs. That's really amazing."
"Haha. The bigshot rejected the Eastern Han Organization like that. Isn't he afraid of being suppressed by them?"
"Suppressed my a*s. Even if the Eastern Han Organization were even more awesome, they wouldn't be able to do anything."
"That's true. But it looks like Master Lin really isn't going to write songs for her. Otherwise, they wouldn't have approached Zheng Ya."
"It can't be helped. Master Lin's English is just terrible. This is beyond his abilities."
"This is quite a humiliation. Doesn't this mean Jin Can is better than Wu Huan Yue?"
The netizens were discussing intensely over this topic. To them, this Zheng Ya was quite ferocious. However, he had the fame to back it up.
Eastern Han Organization.
When Wang Ming Yang saw the Weibo post, his expression changed.
"D*mn. What's that guy's problem? Is he explicitly going against me?" When Wang Ming Yang saw the post, he was so angry that his face turned red. It was an inexplicable rage.
Wu Huan Yue sighed. If she had just joined the industry, perhaps she would have been angry. However, looking at it now, it was very normal. There was no need to be angry at all.
As her manager, Yang Qian was very angry too. There had been no need to post it on Weibo, but Zheng Ya had gone and done it. That wasn't right.
Jin Can's agency.
"Hahaha. Elder Zheng played it beautifully. This will p*ss Wang Ming Yang off." The person-in-charge of the agency was roaring with laughter.
He felt that this whole thing had been beautifully done. This would definitely draw a lot of hate.
As Jin Can looked at the Weibo post, she giggled. In the country, she had always been suppressed because of Wu Huan Yue. She had not gotten the recent award because of Wu Huan Yue too.
She had not gotten a single award.
Best song, best composer, best performer… Not a single award had gone to her. She felt unyielding.
If Wu Huan Yue hadn't had Master Lin, she would have nothing. In terms of voice, Jin Can felt that she would not lose to Wu Huan Yue. Why would she?
All Wu Huan Yue had was Master Lin.
Right now, everyone in the music industry was envious of Wu Huan Yue. It was all because she had Master Lin behind her to keep writing good songs for her.
Each of the songs written by him was a classic. It was completely shocking.
But this time, the tables had turned.
There was no way Master Lin could write English songs. It was impossible for Wu Huan Yue to take part in the international competition.
As for getting Zheng Ya to write songs for her, Wu Huan Yue could keep dreaming. After all, the Eastern Han Group had deep connections in other industries, but they only had very shallow connections in the music industry.
"Jin Can, you have to put in your best this time. There are several composers helping you. If you still don't suppress her, it wouldn't be right."
Jin Can nodded. "I understand. I will work hard."
She believed that there would be no problems at all.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

After the two of them finished eating, they sat down to eat together.
Zhao Dantong was in a good mood. When she saw Song Beibei coming to the company on the weekend, she was curious. "Beibei, are you working overtime on the weekend too? "
Song Beibei nodded. "It's boring at home anyway. The company is still popular. "
Zhao Dantong nodded. "That's true. "
After saying that, she suddenly thought of something. "Beibei, there's something I need your help with. "
Song Beibei raised her head. "Go ahead. "
"I remember that you seem to know how to write in small script, right? Can you help me write a preface to the ORCHID PAVILION? "
Zhao Dantong remembered that when school had just started, there was a dormitory culture competition. The people in their dormitory were busy with their own things. At first, they did not take it to heart. Later on, they found out that every dormitory had to participate in it. They had to evaluate the dormitory's scores. It was an emergency.. Song Beibei had casually written a piece of calligraphy and handed it in. At that time, she thought that it was just an errand. However, she did not expect that Song Beibei's calligraphy would actually win the first prize and even the prize money That night, Song Beibei used the prize money to treat everyone to a seafood feast.
Later on, they asked Song Beibei and found out that she had been practicing regular script since she was young. It was just that she had not written it for a few years. They did not expect it to not be abandoned.
Song Beibei agreed immediately. "Sure, but why do you need calligraphy? "
Zhao Dantong said, "I plan to interview the famous calligrapher, Mr. Ouyang, for the headline competition. You know that Mr. Ouyang is a national treasure, so it's difficult to pay him a visit, so I'd like to ask you to write a calligraphy piece as a stepping stone. "
Song Beibei was especially surprised. "Is the Mr. Ouyang you want to interview Ouyang Jin? "
Zhao Dantong said, "Do you know? "
Of course, Song Beibei knew.
She frowned slightly.
Zhao Dantong said, "actually, I also know that this is a huge challenge. Even if I have this door-knocking brick, I might not be able to meet the old sir. After all, the old sir has already moved to Australia to retire a few years ago. I received news that he has recently returned to China to pay his respects to his ancestors and will not stay for a few more days. Therefore, it is not easy to persuade him. However, Beibei, you know me. The more challenging the matter is, the more I want to give it a try. "
Song Beibei put the rice into her mouth one by one, but she was absent-minded as if she was thinking about something.
Zhao Dantong waved her hand in front of her. "Beibei, this should be a small matter for you, right? Just help me with this, I'll treat you to a meal in the future. "
Song Beibei smiled. "You don't have to be so polite with me. I'll write it up for you tomorrow. "
When they were almost done eating, Andy came to the cafeteria and passed by Song Beibei.
She was holding a food box in her hand. When she saw Song Beibei, she walked over and placed the food box on Song Beibei's table. "Song Beibei, this is the CEO's lunch. Send it to him after you're done eating. "
Actually, Song Beibei had always been the one who did this job during weekdays.
Song Beibei would go to chef Zheng's place every day to get Gu Yanqing's special lunch.
However, if it was a rest day, Andy would personally send it over to Gu Yanqing.
Today was supposed to be the weekend, but she took the initiative to come to the company to work overtime. She didn't expect to have to do this job.
She quietly put down the lunchbox and left.
Zhao Dantong looked at the lunchbox and asked, "did andy ask you to send it over to the CEO? "
Song Beibei nodded her head in disappointment.
She was quite conflicted right now. On the one hand, she wanted to see Gu Yanqing, but on the other hand, she didn't want to see him.
She just felt quite awkward.
Even she herself didn't know why she had become so awkward.
Zhao Dantong suddenly said, "Beibei, let me help you send it over. "
Song Beibei was slightly surprised. "You're going to send it over? "
Zhao Dantong said, "I didn't see that you were in a difficult position. The CEO didn't seem to have a good impression of you in the past, so I wanted to help you... "
Song Beibei was indeed in a dilemma.
Zhao Dantong's suggestion was good too. It saved her from having to make a decision.
Hence, she nodded.
After dinner, Song Beibei returned to her cubicle.
Zhao Dantong walked past the Secretary Department with the food box in her hand. She walked straight to the president's office door, attracting a lot of attention.
Zhao Dantong knocked on the door, and it opened very quickly.
Zhong Junjie appeared at the door. He saw Zhao Dantong standing in front with the food box in her hand and frowned. "Why are you here? "
Zhao Dantong felt her heart sink for some reason, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Andy asked me to deliver lunch to the president. "
Zhong Junjie was quite curious, but he didn't say anything.
He was about to go out, so he said, "put down the food box and leave. The president is having a video conference in the small conference room. Don't disturb him. "
Zhao Dantong nodded. "I won't disturb the president. "
Zhong Junjie seemed to have something urgent, so he left the president's office in a hurry.
Zhao Dantong walked in, but gently closed the door.
She had never been here before.
In fact, ordinary people couldn't enter the president's office. Even a few senior secretaries needed the president's approval.
The president's office was very big and was divided into several areas.
Except for the outermost office, the other doors were all closed.
Zhao Dantong also didn't know which room the so-called Small Conference Room Zhong Junjie mentioned was.
She originally wanted to put down the food box and leave, but for some reason, she still felt a little disappointed.
After hesitating for a while, she sat down on the Sofa behind the table.
When Gu Yanqing came out of the small conference room, it was already half an hour later.
When she looked up, she saw a girl sitting neatly on the Sofa. Her eyes were fixed on him.
Zhao Dantong saw Gu Yanqing come out.
They looked at each other and her face immediately turned red.
She stood up awkwardly, "CEO... CEO. "
Gu Yanqing had already stood up and was slowly walking over.
This man was too good-looking. His body was as long as jade, and he walked elegantly and elegantly.
Gu Yanqing had already walked over. His face was almost expressionless, and his voice was cold, "why is it you? "
Zhao Dantong felt that Gu Yanqing's words were like a sharp sword.
Why did Zhong Junjie say that, and even he said that?
It was as if the person who came shouldn't be her?
But she still explained, "Secretary Andy is a little busy... "
Gu Yanqing was indifferent and a little cold. "Why did Andy Ask you to send it over? "
Gu Yanqing's eyes were as sharp as a knife. Zhao Dantong felt that in front of such a man, there was nothing she could hide.
She said guiltily, "Andy asked Song Beibei to send it over, but Song Beibei had something to do, so she asked for my help... "
Gu Yanqing's eyes darkened. "I understand. You can leave now. "
Zhao Dantong was still standing at the same spot, staring at Gu Yanqing.
Gu Yanqing glanced at her indifferently. "anything else? "
Zhao Dantong hurriedly shook her head. "No, president. I'm going out. "
After Zhao Dantong came out, she was very disappointed.
Why was it like this?
Why was it like this?
This was not the outcome she had imagined.
After she entered, Gu Yanqing did not even look at her, let alone be surprised.
It shouldn't be like this?
She clearly knew what he meant.
But why didn't he show it? Why did he even act so cold?
Could it be to protect her?
Thinking of this, her heart felt a lot better
But she didn't care at all. She wasn't afraid of those rumors.
In fact, there was a time when the company spread rumors that she had a relationship with him. Her heart was actually sweet.
Zhao Dantong knew that she had long been conquered by this outstanding man.
The rare thing was that this man still liked her.
So, no matter what, she had to make him understand her intentions.
She already had a plan in mind.
During lunch break, Song Beibei leaned on the table and played with her phone.
After a while, a message appeared on her phone.
It was from Gu Yanqing using his personal mobile phone: [ Song Beibei, come here ]
Song Beibei's heart beat violently. She hesitated for a while and sent two words: [ what's up? ]
There was no reply from the other side.
Song Beibei did not go over either.
Song Beibei left early in the evening in order to avoid sharing a car with Gu Yanqing.
Just as she was about to go back, she received a call from the 4S store. They said that her little Polo had been repaired and could be picked up at any time.
Song Beibei went to pick up the car and drove back on her own.
When Gu Yanqing returned, Song Beibei had already entered her room and had an early dinner.
Song Beibei was lying in bed playing with her phone when she heard someone knocking on the door.
It was neither too fast nor too slow. The rhythm of three knocks and one stop belonged solely to Gu Yanqing.
Song Beibei hurriedly pulled the blanket and closed her eyes.
PRETENDING TO BE ASLEEP... ...
She did not open the door. Sure enough, Gu Yanqing came in after a while.
Song Beibei had already turned off the lights, leaving only a small floodlight at the bedside.
Song Beibei was actually very awake. She could even hear Gu Yanqing's very light footsteps when she focused her attention.
The footsteps finally stopped by her bedside.
Then there was no more sound.
Song Beibei knew that Gu Yanqing was at the bedside now.
Although her eyes were closed, she could still feel the gaze from Gu Yanqing.
After a while, she felt a slight warmth on her forehead.
Gu Yanqing branded a kiss on her hair.
Song Beibei's body stiffened again.
But she still didn't open her eyes.
Gu Yanqing only kissed her like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Then he sighed deeply and went out.
After the door was closed, Song Beibei slowly opened her eyes.
Song Beibei sat up from the bed.
Why did she become like this! ! !
Gu Yanqing used to love to touch her hair and pinch her cheeks. He had never rejected her before.
Why did Gu Yanqing become as stiff as a rock the moment he touched her?
Song Beibei was really puzzled.
In the end, she came to a conclusion gloomily!
She might be sick! ! !
Song Beibei was very depressed because of this result.
How could she be like this at such a young age?
How could she have children with Uncle Gu in the future!
Although she was thinking far ahead, Song Beibei still felt that this was a very serious problem.
Song Beibei sighed for a while on the bed.
She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something.
It was the "preface to the Orchid Pavilion" that she had promised to write for Zhao Dantong.
When she wanted to write it, it was difficult again.
Because she had not written it for many years, although she found the Xuan paper and brush, she still could not find the ink.
Moreover, Zhao Dantong wanted to use this to visit old Mister Ouyang.
Therefore, Song Beibei naturally did not dare to slack off. Old Mister's vision was first-class. Song Beibei had not practiced for many years, and she was not confident that the things she wrote could still catch his eye.
However, she knew that the old man preferred Cao sugong ink.
Song Beibei remembered that Gu Yanqing happened to have a twenty-year-old Cao sugong on his side.
It was a gift from Gu Yanqing a few years ago. However, she was angry and did not ask for it, so Gu Yanqing kept it.
Song Beibei was in a dilemma again, thinking about how to ask Gu Yanqing for it.
Although, at this moment, she was not willing to communicate with Gu Yanqing.
However, she would always do what she promised others.
So, after hesitating for a while, she got up from the bed and went to find Gu Yanqing.
The door of Gu Yanqing's study was half-closed, and light came out from inside.
Song Beibei stepped on the thick carpet in the corridor. Every step she took was like stepping on the clouds.
Her heart began to jump uncontrollably again.
From her room to Gu Yanqing's study, it was a short distance, but she was walking with unusual difficulty.
After taking three steps, she turned around and took a step back. She thought about it and walked over again.
Finally, she bumped into Auntie Feng who had just gone upstairs. Seeing that she was still walking around in the corridor, she asked in puzzlement, "Miss, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? "
Song Beibei saw that Auntie Feng was holding a small Voodoo in her hand and asked, "what is this? "
Auntie Feng said, "Mr. Gu didn't even eat dinner when he came back at night. I saw that he was staying up all night again and stewed some beef and vegetable porridge for him. I was really afraid that Mr. Gu would be so tired and his body wouldn't be able to take it. "
Gu Yanqing didn't eat dinner?
Auntie Feng said, "Miss, it's good that you didn't sleep. Go and send it over to Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu will definitely finish what you sent him. "
After saying that, she threw the tray in her hand to Song Beibei, then turned around and said, "that's for Mr. Gu. If miss wants to eat it, there's still stew in the kitchen. Shall I serve it to you? "
Song Beibei quickly said, "Aunt Feng, there's no need. I've already eaten. You can go and rest. "
Aunt Feng left. Song Beibei hesitated for a moment, then went to Gu Yanqing's study room.
When she pushed the door open, Gu Yanqing was still buried in a pile of documents.
Gu Yanqing heard the sound of the door and raised his head.
When he saw Song Beibei, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
Then he looked at the person at the door indifferently, "aren't you asleep? "
Song Beibei curled her lips and casually said, "you're awake again. "
Gu Yanqing knew that this girl was just pretending to be asleep. Her body was so stiff just now, it couldn't be hidden from anyone.
Song Beibei placed the Little Gu on Gu Yanqing's desk. "Auntie Feng made it for you. She said that you didn't eat dinner tonight. You should eat some. "
Gu Yanqing didn't say anything. He took the little Gu and opened it.
The fragrance of the beef mixed with the delicate fragrance of shepherd's purse spread over the surface.
He picked up the spoon and scooped a mouthful into his mouth.
Song Beibei had already taken two steps back, her palms rubbing together.
Although Gu Yanqing was eating the porridge, his gaze was still fixed on Song Beibei.
This girl would always act like this when she was especially nervous.
However, even Gu Yanqing didn't understand. What was this girl so nervous about now?
Song Beibei had no intention of walking away. Gu Yanqing raised his head and asked indifferently, "is there anything else? "
Song Beibei said, "I remember that you used to have a 20-year-old Cao sugong. Can you still find it now? "
Gu Yanqing frowned slightly. "Why are you looking for that? "
Song Beibei said, "I have nothing to do. I want to write. "
Gu Yanqing didn't say anything. He slowly finished his porridge, then stood up and walked to a bookshelf.
He took a box and walked to Song Beibei. "Here you go. "
Song Beibei reached out to take it. Her fingers touched Gu Yanqing's fingers as if they had been electrocuted. An electric current rushed to her limbs and bones.
Song Beibei quickly let go as if she had been electrocuted.
Fortunately, Gu Yanqing had no intention of letting go. Otherwise, the box would have fallen to the ground.
Song Beibei felt that she must have been very nervous.
This was because Gu Yanqing's face had already sunk slightly, and even his brows were tightly furrowed.
Sure enough, Gu Yanqing finally opened his mouth, "Song Beibei, what's wrong? "
What's wrong with me?
Even I don't know?
It's just that the moment I touch Gu Yanqing, my body stiffens out of reflex, right?
Song Beibei really had a hard time saying it out loud. Because, in Gu Yanqing's eyes, perhaps he thought that she hated him!
Because Gu Yanqing's gaze from before appeared again.
But it wasn't like that!
She didn't reject it in her heart, and even wanted to be closer to him.
But she just couldn't control her body.
Song Beibei felt that she had to explain. She absolutely couldn't let Gu Yanqing misunderstand.
It was probably because last night was too sudden. She wasn't mentally prepared at all, and she was also unfamiliar and afraid.
That was why her body was stiff.
But these words were the results she had just found out on the Internet, but even she didn't know what was going on.
Moreover, she could not open her mouth.
The two of them looked at each other for a while. Song Beibei gritted her teeth and took the initiative to kiss Gu Yanqing.
She did not believe that she was a stone man.
If this was an illness, it had to be cured, right?
At first, it was fine. Song Beibei was not stiff, and Gu Yanqing did not reject Song Beibei's initiative.
As the two of them kissed, Gu Yanqing turned the tables.
But he was also extremely gentle, with a certain kind of temptation.
The two of them seemed to know in their hearts, as if they were slowly experimenting.
At first, everything went smoothly, but when Gu Yanqing's hand touched the skin on her waist from the hem of her clothes.
The Damn stiffness appeared again!
Gu Yanqing noticed it and immediately stopped.
Song Beibei didn't even dare to look Gu Yanqing in the eye. She lowered her head sullenly and looked as if she had done something wrong. Then she said, "I'm sorry. "
Gu Yanqing only slowly hugged her stiff body in his arms. There was an additional sense of self-blame in his words, "I was too impatient. I won't do it again in the future. "
Song Beibei took the ink and returned to her room. She seriously wrote a preface to the Orchid pavilion
As expected of the 20-year-old ink. The Gel had been melted, and the words written were exquisite and beautiful.
Song Beibei looked at it carefully for a while. She was quite happy.
She didn't know if the old man could still recognize her words.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

[ 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!

"She's already been dead for so long. Why are you talking about her again?"
Song Yishi was someone who Qin Chu wanted nothing to do with for the rest of his life. 
Although it was ultimately Huo Siqian's doing, Song Yishi's death led to the four-year separation between him and Huo Mian.
Qin Chu hated the woman from the bottom of his heart… he didn't even visit Mayor Song when the man was arrested, nor did he help out the Song Family.
As far as Qin Chu was concerned, he wasn't a philanthropist so there was no reason for him to help out everyone.
Yes, other than his family and friends, he didn't care about anything else.
"Jiang Ye was the one who gave me the diary…"
"Jiang Ye?" Qin Chu looked surprised.
Huo Mian then told Qin Chu all about how Jiang Ye wanted to see her and how he gave her the diary.
Qin Chu went silent.
"Mian, is Jiang Ye someone we can trust?" He was suspicious of the man so he had to be careful. "What if Jiang Ye is one of Huo Siqian's men?"
"I'm not sure, but Song Yishi really did write this diary. I've conducted a handwriting analysis and made sure of it. Plus, if Jiang Ye really is one of Huo Siqian's men, there's no need for all of this… because… the content in the diary is bad for Huo Siqian."
"So… what does the diary say?" Qin Chu was very curious. What was Song Yishi trying so hard to leave behind before she died? 
"It's about Huo Siqian's split personality." 
"Oh, that? We already know that, don't we?" Qin Chu didn't find the information useful.
"Yes, we do know about it but we don't know the details. We only know he has the illness but Song Yishi experienced it firsthand. So, anything she gives us is valuable. It'll help us prepare."
"What did she write specifically?" Qin Chu furrowed his brows.
"Basically, Huo Siqian's other personality is completely non-human and terrifying and it doesn't have traces of his actual personality. It's like the devil…" 
"Really? He's already like the devil normally." Qin Chu mocked.
"Yes, but when I saw her writing, it chilled me to my bones. It's truly hair-raising. Maybe it really is… incredibly scary."
"That's why we need to get rid of this psycho."
"Honey, remember when I told you about the time I saw his other personality?"
"Yes, I remember."
"I'm just thinking… I don't know when we'll see his other personality again… You know, Huo Siqian always says he likes me and although it's annoying, he's never actually hurt me. He would just treat me to meals and things like that… But that time, that night, I was really freaked out. Huo Siqian was completely different from his normal self. If he caught me that day… I really don't know what would've happened to me."
"So…" Qin Chu didn't finish.
"So, Song Yishi wrote about the Huo Siqian post personality split. She also detailed how he tortured her. No human should have to go through that… I feel sorry for her."
"Forget about it. It's all in the past. What's the point of feeling sorry for someone who's no longer here? Anyway, she got what she deserved…" 
"Honey… we have to be even more careful. The split Huo Siqian is a complete monster. He won't show us any mercy because there's a completely different person operating his body. I won't be nice anymore. I must… protect us and protect our… children."
Huo Mian placed her hand on her tummy subconsciously as she said that. She was going to be a mother again and she must become stronger.
"Oh yeah, I have something else to tell you." Huo Mian remembered something suddenly.
"What is it?" Qin Chu looked up.
"Huo Siqian told me today that he's getting married soon."


Original Synopsis: 
Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.
Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him… 
With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side. 
From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...
Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.
Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.
Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us. 
Stats on QQ Reader: 102 million favorites, and was voted 8.4/10 by 41 thousand readers. 
TL's Note: Probably one of the best stories I've read, and I was very tempted to translate the title to Big D Brings Spring. Girls, I hope you enjoyed it as much as my girlfriend and my female translators who binge read 4000 chapters in about a month. 
For all the guys hesitating to give it a try, you won't regret it. It's a manly book, I swear.

"What about any new boy groups, or any new solo singers?" I ask him. 
"No. That's out of the question" he said. He knew exactly what I was thinking "It's like asking a newborn to walk and talk. It won't work" he looks away from me. He's giving up without even trying. 
I place my hands on his cheeks to make him look at me "Someone is going to sing one of your songs, I know that for a fact, but you can't give up before you even try" I tell him. I raise my eyebrows "Understand?" he nods, and I let him go. 
"Where's the new blood?" I ask him. We go through other hallways and arrive at a dancing room. There are boys on the floor and others that are still dancing. They all look exhausted. 
"Hey, its Dae-Hyun!" one of the guys says, the others look surprised and go towards us. I have to say that all of these guys…mmmm…They're so hot they could melt a popsicle. Not going to say that out loud though. 
Dae-Hyun tells them about a new up and coming composer and he wants them to sing one of the composer's song's as their debut. He also tells them that it has a deadline of 2 weeks. The guys nod without a second thought. I guess they aren't that picky since they still haven't debuted. They all decided on a time and date to meet up, look over the song and practice it. 
When Dae-Hyun and I are about to leave on of the guys looks at me and asks who I am. I have to say I'm a bit nervous, such a handsome guy looking at me. No, scratch that, so many handsome guys in one room, all looking at me. I could faint. 
"Hannah" I say "I'm the Vice-Presidents secretary" 
The guys all look surprised and hyped up "You're her!" 
"No way, its her!"
"What, what happened?" I ask. 
"We heard about you. Everyone's been talking about how you beat up a bunch of people this morning because they were talking shit about you"
I was shocked by his words. I just talked, I never beat anyone up. Then all of a sudden, all of them started talking at once. 
"Yeah, you shut everyone up real good. Lots of people are afraid of you now, saying you're a cinnamon roll full of rage"
"And they say that you shut up the rest with just a few words"
"You were so confident!" 
"Wow, I'd love to have your confidence" 
I was shocked by their words. Yes, I shut a bunch of people up but I didn't beat anyone up.
"You really think such a small person in high heels would beat up a bunch of people?" I ask them pointing at myself.
"I told you guys it was just a rumor"
"I should have known"
Suddenly their words of praise stopped and they started talking about how stupid it was of them to think it was true and how its impossible for a girl like me to hit someone, which was actually making me feel pretty bad so I interrupted them "But I made everyone shut up in fear" I say.
They all look at me. 
"It wasn't a rumor after all!"
"The part of me beating people up, yeah, that was a rumor. The rest is true" I say. They all say words like wow and oh. 
"We'll see you guys later" Dae-Hyun tells them as he grabs my wrist and pulls me out. 
"Good luck with practice guys" I say "Fighting!" 
"Thanks, noona!" one of them says, the others followed his words and called me noona as well. Which means big sister in Korean. 
Oh my God, I was called noona! This is so exciting.
When we leave, I grab Dae-Hyun by his shirt and say excitedly "They called me noona! I'm a noona! I've never been called noona!"
"You're that happy for being called big sister?" he asks with a smile "You're such a strange woman" he says chuckling "But was it true, what they said? he asks "About you talking back to a bunch of people this morning?"
"I thought everyone was talking about it" I said. 
"Well, I don't like to gossip"
I scoff "I didn't say anything wrong, I just defended myself. I'm actually surprised that people think I beat some people up" It's surprising how people believe the most stupid rumors, I have to watch out for those now. Rumors and misunderstandings. Why am I stuck with such a difficult job? And I can't ask anyone for help because they think I'm insane. Calm down Hannah, one problem at a time. 
"Come on, lets go pick out a song" I tell him. 
Once we reach the recording studio, we read over some of the songs he's written. I like a lot of them which I think can make great hits and reach the top 100 but he seems unhappy with all of them. 
"Don't be like that. We'll find one you like" I say. 
"I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about them" he means the boy group we just talked to "If they don't like it…"
"Stop thinking about that" I tell him "Your music is great, if they don't like it, that's their problem, not yours"
He looks at me with a grin "Thanks for this" he tells me. I look at him with my eyes wide open. I don't see why he has to thank me. 
"You just met me and you're doing so much for my sake" he says. Now I feel like a monster "I'm helping him because of the wager, I mean, this all started because of my big mouth and my determination to help Min-Joon and get him and Yu-Na together. 
"Don't…don't worry about it. My pleasure" I say, and we keep looking through the songs. 
"Hey, that song you sang earlier. Was that yours?" he asked me. If I tell him the truth about listening to it in the radio he might try and look it up and when he doesn't find it he'll think that I sang it, but if I tell him I did sing it, I'd be stealing a song, that's plagiarizing, I could be sent to jail but that song isn't from this world, but mine. 
"What do you think?" I ask and laugh "Let's keep looking"  
"How about we stop looking and you help me write a new one" he said with a smile. I quickly deny his offer. I don't know how to write music, I just sing along to it "What's the big deal?"
"I just sing, I don't write music" I say "That song, someone else wrote it, I just sang it for you to make you feel better because, whenever I hear that song it makes me happy, so I thought it'll make you happy too"
Dae-Hyun looks at me without saying a word for a few seconds. Did his perception of me change by me telling him the truth?
"Then why don't you just sit there and listen?" he asks me. 
"You're going to come up with a new song, right now?" I ask. He shrugs. 
"Why not?" he gets up and grabs a guitar in the far corner of the room. 
"I didn't know you could play" I said.
"There's a lot you don't know about me"
He starts to strum the guitar and sing a few words, then he writes them on a piece of paper. He would now and again look at me for a few seconds and then keep on writing. If I didn't know any better, he was looking at me for inspiration. As if I was his muse. 
"No! Don't do this to yourself Hannah! You just met the guy, stop thinking that just because a guy looks at you, he likes you, besides, you like Noah" I internally yell at myself. Yes, I like my brother's best friend, I always have. Besides, I'm not the type of girl that guys would fight over, I'm not even the type of girl I guy will fall for. 
So those thoughts I just had, I pushed them to the back of my mind as if I never thought of them.

Hannah loves Korean Dramas. When she's transported into her new favorite drama, she realizes that the only way she can get back home is by bringing the two main characters together. To do that, she'd have to become a part of their lives, but how can a hopeless romantic with zero experience in love play cupid?
Time to rely on drama cliches!
          .............................................
Based on the Viki series "Dramaworld"

Early the next day

Lu Han woke up from a wonderful dream, but as soon as he realizes it was already morning. He screamed and panic remembering he did not finish the song last night.

As he got up, he notices the blanket wrapped around him, and the lounge was tidy already and not a single scrap of paper lying around. On the coffee table were some sheets of paper.

When he picked it up, it was clearly a complete music composition with the lyrics on it as well. As he scans to the lyrics, for some reason it felt as if they were the same words he dreamt last night.

"Lu Han you're awake?" The girl said as she carried a paper bag which she placed on the coffee table and then put out the food she brought. "Here, I brought you a hot choco and some sandwiches. There are also some fresh bread since I didn't know which one you'll like."

"Sis Li Zi, about this song. For some reason, I dreamt about it last night."

"Really?" She responded with such an innocent expression.

He grabs the drink and bread from the bag and started digging in. "Sis Li Zi, thank you for all your help. I promise I'll return the favor someday."

"No need, we are working at the same company. It's like helping my little brother with some schoolwork."

"Sis Li Zi, can I ask you for one last favor?"

"Sure what is it?"

"Will you accompany me to the recording studio later?"

"Sure, here…" She handed him her phone. "Write down your number."

He imputed his number and handed her phone back to her.

"I'll see you at 10 then."

"Alright, then I'll go home after this."

...

Outside XiaoMa Music Label

Lu Han was anxiously waiting outside with his manager.

'This is the first time I've seen Lu Han so anxious. Li Zi sure has a great impact on him.'

Not long, when he and his manager saw the girl running towards them.

"Lu Han, did you guys wait long for me?"

Lu Han's nervousness faded away as he saw the girl running towards them. "Of course not."

His manager looked at him in disbelief, they have waited more than 30 minutes for her. Since he insisted they needed to be there before she does.

When Elizabeth notice the manager's reaction, she felt like laughing but tried to keep it to herself and smiled, "Let go inside then."

Inside the recording studio was a gangster looking type of a man, he was big and the same time was wearing loads of golden chains and rings. He sharpenedly looked at the young boy with such a serious expression making him look frightening.

"Lu Han, you're finally here."

"Producer Ma, I am…" He confidently answered him. "By the way, Producer Ma, this is my friend Li Zi, she helped me with the song and will be helping me today as well."

When the big gangster man found out who the girl was, his scary-looking attitude completely turned 180 and shocked everyone. "My Gosh… Miss Li Zi… I am a fan…" The man guided her to sit on his chair, "You… Go get some refreshment for our guest."

"Producer Ma, I'm truly flattered with your kindness."

"Miss Li Zi, your video when you serenade Mrs. Chen was amazing, it has over 5 million views already and it has not yet been a week."

"I thank you again, Producer Ma. But today, our Lu Han is the star and I am here only to help him."

"Really?" When he heard that she was going to help Lu Han become a star he smiled from ear to ear. "All of you go prepare what Mr. Lu needs, quickly now."

After everyone has finished preparing everything. Lu Han sat on his chair with his guitar while she was behind him by the piano."

"Lu Han, Miss Li Zi are you both ready."

Both of them just nodded.

Everyone behind the glass was all excited to hear the song they have composed.

Even Lu Han manager was so anxious since this will be the first time he'll ever hear the boy sing an original song which he made last minute.

'Please Lu Han, let it impress Producer Ma.'

As they all anticipate what the boy has prepared for them, the whole room turned to silence as he sang...

"1 2 3…" Lu Han husky voice echoed in the room.

Then Elizabeth started playing the melody of the song as Lu Han played the base of the melody.

"Boss, the melody is very impressive."

"Quiet!"

Not a word came out of everyone's mouth as they all listened carefully to what's next...

**Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm

Do you feel like life such a dull
Are you constantly drained by it
Everywhere you look seems heart-breaking
Nothing seems, to be okay?

My dear friend let me help you.
All I need is you to trust me
So take my hand, let's go
Let's go on a journey together

Come with me, my friend
Let take this country road
Escape this busy life
Let's go on a journey together.**

It surprised everyone to see how beautiful the song was. Lu Han's manager did not expect the boy could do it in such a short time. As they all continued to listen to the song, it amazed them to finally hear the angelic voice again.

**Hmmm hmmm hmmm

I know you've been lonely
I know you're afraid
But trust me, my friend,
And I'll be here for you

So take my hand, let's go
And see the beauty of the world
Come with me
And take the country road**

As Lu Han and Li Zi then sung the chorus together again. Everyone was already cheering behind the glass, they could no longer control their emotion.

"Producer Ma, this is amazing."

"Lu Han and Li Zi's voice are both amazing."

"Who would have thought Lu Han could write such an amazing song?"

Producer Ma continued gazing at the two behind the glass, he was so happy that his heart was aching so badly, "Finally, will be able to top the charts." he said

What is true happiness? 

When asked, do you answer by stating; having all the best luxurious items in the world, living in a big estate, being able to travel the world, maybe even being famous as a celebrity. For some, it would indeed be a dream come true, while for others it's their reality. 

Join me as Elizabeth tries to find her true happiness in life whilst discovering love along the way.

All the people present at the moment were overwhelmed. They watched Zhang Xiaohua in a dazed manner and their eyes were wide open, unable to blink. 
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a halo surrounding Zhang Xiaohua's body. He was like a set of stars in the night sky which shone brightly and illuminated their path.
Yuan Datong shook his head. His eyes were full of shock as he looked at Zhang Xiaohua and asked, "Xiaohua, just how many songs have you created?"
Zhang Xiaohua just smiled proudly.
"Wow! You are a genius!"
"I have played music for so long, and I have never heard of such brilliant lyrics. I haven't heard such moving songs in ages."
"You truly are a genius, boss. Only you could create six songs in a row... and such godly songs at that. This efficiency is unprecedented. Working under you, will truly help us conquer the music world."
Suddenly, everyone became excited. Today, Zhang Xiaohua, in addition to being the boss, was admired by everyone. He undoubtedly had a new identity. That was the "Musical Wizard!"
The feeling of worship towards Zhang Xiaohua in his heart was like the flood of the Yellow River. It was absolutely unstoppable.
Speaking of this, Yuan Datong had thought that the song "Broken Hearted Woman" was going to be a one-time deal created by Zhang Xiaohua in a moment of inspiration. He never thought that Xiaohua would actually continue to create such remarkable songs again and in such a short period of time, he had created five songs of the same level. Yuan Datong had truly received a face smacking.
You could say that one more song was a coincidence... but five? Well, only "genius" could be used to describe him!
The most shocking thing of all was that these five songs were all comparable to "Broken Hearted Woman". If these songs were made into an album, once they were released, they would certainly take over the charts and rule Asia.
Zhang Xiaohua's stunning talents was unprecedented. Normally, songwriters would dedicate their entire life to write one such song, let alone five.
"When did you write these, Xiaohua? I remember you didn't learn any musical knowledge."
Zhang Xiaohua found it funny. It seemed that this world's music culture was really struggling. Back on Earth, the songs he sang would be considered popular but would barely be regarded as a classic, because songs like these were everywhere. Anyone could just go online and hear similar songs to these.
In this world, however, these songs were seen as unprecedented masterpieces. For this very reason, those classics were destined to become his products in this world. In the future, he would take full advantage of this.
This was the benefit of transmigration!
He calmly answered the question of Yuan Datong: "I wrote this at home. I don't really try to write songs, but they just take shape inside my head. In fact, if you insisted on me creating something, then I would be unable to do so... Maybe I really have this talent, but I just hadn't discovered it before."
"I really underestimated you!" Yuan Datong's two eyes turned reddish as he tried to suppress the excitement. He could not help but raise his hand and pat Zhang Xiaohua's shoulders, excitedly saying: "I thought that the song 'Broken Hearted Woman' was just a coincidence, and I was worried about the company's future development on a daily basis. This time, I know I no longer have to worry about it, since you already have locked down this aspect. This talent, we few brothers will all count on you, and I believe your children will not let us down!"
After he had heard this, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly became serious and bluntly responded: "I can only write words and general songs. Post-production and production would have to heavily rely on you to complete, so we will have to complement each other! "
"It is good to hear you say that. Boss is looking extremely handsome today!"
"A good kind of boss, we will surely rely on you!"
"Boss, we're going to set you up in this life!"
"Please make me us rich, fast!"
"Yes!"
Emma, ​​Xiaohai, Haozi, Jimmy, and Jack all responded in unison and made the current fiery atmosphere reach the peak. It was full of enthusiasm and hope for the future!
At the same time, this also explained one thing: in everyone's hearts, Zhang Xiaohua had become the core person of the company. Even Yuan Datong could not deny this because even he, like everyone else, had already seen Zhang Xiaohua as an indispensable existence.
Wang Jingwen who had been silent all this time could no longer tolerate it. She repeatedly asked, "I would like to ask Boss Zhang. Those songs you sang just now, will they be sung by me? You just said that you wanted to help me make an album. Is this true? If so, can these songs be included in my album?"
Zhang Xiaohua looked at Wang Jingwen blankly and secretly bowed in his heart. This woman was really snobbish. She was acting like a vicious snake yesterday, but today she saw the benefits and became like a pudgy pug.
Huh, women are so fickle!
In fact, Zhang Xiaohua felt the most annoying thing was that Wang Jingwen was the kind of person who only had their interests in their eyes and couldn't be relied on, yet unfortunately, she was also the ideal singer in his mind. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua could only put his feelings aside, but he did not intend to give her an easy ride.
First of all, a buzzing whisper followed Zhang Xiaohua's warning tone: "That depends on your performance. If you perform well, I will not only create an album for you, but I will give you one after another. But if you're not happy with my orders, then I can only rethink our relationship."
Wang Jingwen couldn't help but feel a panic in her heart and hurried to come up with a serious attitude, sincerely promising: "Please rest assured boss, I will do my best to work hard to complete the recording of each song and will not disappoint the boss' effort."
Although Zhang Xiaohua understood that Wang Jingwen was just complimenting him on the surface, when he saw how passionate she was, Zhang Xiaohua felt very gratified and enthusiastic. "Well, everybody, let's first finish 'Broken Hearted Woman', and then we can work together to make the album. I don't think it will take very long before a record company will come to us for cooperation."
"Okay!"
Everyone stopped doubting Zhang Xiaohua's words and immediately paid attention. With the fullest enthusiasm, they were assembled in the recording studio on the second floor.
Since there was already a sample of the song "Broken Hearted Woman" on hand, the music didn't need to be recorded. They just needed to use software to remove Zhang Xiaohua's voice and then have Wang Jingwen record her vocals before they recomposed the two together.
Wang Jingwen put on a headset, stood in front of the microphone, cleared her voice, adjusted her mood, and tried a tone. When she felt ready, she waited for Yuan Datong's instructions like a professional. The singer's appearance told people that not a trace of tension that could be seen.
Under the arrangement of Zhang Xiaohua, Emma, ​​Xiaohai, Haozi, Jack, and Jimmy— they separated themselves around the recording studio with lighting equipment and stood beside Wang Jingwen at different angles for the photographs and videography.
Zhang Xiaohua personally took part in the photographic work. His tool was not a professional camera but a tablet computer with a high-definition camera. He opened the video function of the camera app, the lens was focused on the recording studio. Zhang Xiaohua waited for the same order of Yuan Datong to carry out follow-up work...


Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

_____________________________________________

*Get the first volume of the book:
Google Play-https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=6KtjDwAAQBAJ
Amazon - https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07FDK6N1P 

*Get Volume 2 of the book:
Amazon- https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FZCSXY5
Google Play-https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=87tmDwAAQBAJ

Discord: https://discord.gg/TeTKhzp

Get Some Merch: https://teespring.com/stores/huaxiang-entertainment
_____________________________________________

Book Cover is by Yuumei Art who very kindly gave me permission to use it as my cover. She also has loads of other amazing pieces if you wanna check them out at: https://www.yuumeiart.com

Why not try my new books: Angel of Death, King of Sports and King of Film

Song Yu pouted and looked unhappy.
She had only known how to write numbers like one, two, three, four. It was finally time for her to learn how to write words, just like an adult would. This had excited little Song Yu very much. She was more excited than getting to learn numbers as she always had the curiosity for learning new things.
However, due to the arrival of Xia Wenna and her two sons, the lesson had to be rescheduled.
The problem was that if she was not to write then, she would be uncomfortable. Her heart would be aching for it with her mind being unable to let go of it.
"I can teach you." She remembered that he was just about ten at that time. However, Qi Chengzhi was already a more reserved child compared to the other children his same age. 
"Really?" The little mouth of Song Yu which was pouting earlier immediately turned into a bright smile.
Qi Chengzhi nodded, but Qi Chengji who was at the side of him showed dissatisfaction. "But I want to play!"
Qi Chengzhi drew out a Chinese hacky sack from his pocket and threw it at him. "Go on, play it in the garden."
Qi Chengji caught the Chinese hacky sack with both hands. Surprisingly, he was easily dismissed - he had stopped complaining and ran to the garden to play by himself.
"Where are we going to write?" Qi Chengzhi asked.
Little Song Yu eagerly reached out her fair soft little hands and pulled Qi Chengzhi to her bedroom.
Her bedroom was a little too big for her age. To his surprise, it was not in pink like other girls, which he had anticipated at first. It was only in warm beige color which made him feel comfortable. He did not have to be blinded by the color pink.
In spite of that, there was something that could not be avoided. Dolls that piled up over the table and bed.
In between the bed and the door, there was a space where a coffee table was placed. If they were to sit on the soft rug, the height of the table would be just fine for them.
Qi Chengzhi sat beside Song Yu, sneaking one arm around her. His other hand held hers that was holding the pen. Bringing her soft little hand to write down these two words:
Jiang Yuan.
For an eleven-year-old, Qi Chengzhi's handwriting was really beautiful. Though it was not as smooth as it would normally be since he was holding Song Yu's hand. It was neat and firm, foreshadowing how strong his handwriting would be in the future.
"What is this?" Song Yu blinked. She did not recognize those two words. "Is this my name?"
"This is my name." He was still holding her in his arm.
"But your name has three words!" Song Yu pouted. "I may be very young, but don't you lie to me."
Qi Chengzhi laughed at her reaction. "I'm not lying to you. This is really my name. It is my other name."
"You have two names?" Song Yu opened her mouth in shock. This was her first time discovering that one could have two names. "Why do you have two names?"
"The members of my family all have two names," answered Qi Chengzhi patiently. "Of course, only our Qi family has. This is my other name, Jiang Yuan."
Qi Chengzhi taught her how to pronounce them. After making sure Song Yu had recognized these two words, he said "this name is a secret. I've only told one person, which is you. You can't tell anyone."
"Okay." Song Yu nodded and promised him.
Qi Chengzhi chuckled as if to hint something and said, "I'm not sure if you will remember it or not in the future."
Then, he tore the page out, laying it at the side of the book. "Write these again according to it."
This time, Song Yu's fair, soft little hand held the pen by itself and wrote them down without the help of Qi Chengzhi. The handwriting was of course crooked. The two dots on top of the word Jiang were flying out of shape. The three horizontal lines were as crooked as earthworms. The word "Nu" at the bottom was far away from the upper part, leaving a big gap in between, looking like two words.
Despite that, the word "Yuan" was smaller in size than the word "Jiang". Plus, it did not look like it was well-aligned.
Upon finishing her writing, Qi Chengzhi also tore out that page. Folded it neatly and put it in his pocket.
…
…
Song Yu was now holding that paper which had turned yellow. It seemed to have become thin and fragile from time. It was as if it could be effortlessly broken down into pieces.
Looking at two of the misaligned words "Jiang Yuan", her memories became clearer.
She remembered Qi Chengzhi who told her in confidence that this was his other name.
When she was small, she was still unaware of The Great Eight Families. She did not know that other than their given names, they would have courtesy names too.
The Great Eight Families originated from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. When the Qin Dynasty defeated the six states, their ancestors, who were the aristocrats then, had a narrow escape. With the help of the National Teachers of Wei, the aristocrats of the seven states all came together. They concealed their identities to continue their lives. Along with the continuous war, they had established unimaginable cultural conservation.
As they were unable to use their surnames when they were supposed to remain hidden, they had taken their states' names as their new surnames to continue making a living. They kept their actual surnames as their courtesy names. From one generation to the next, the surnames had been passed on lest they forget their origins.
"Jiang", was the surname of Qi state's aristocrats.
Song Yu was unaware of this. Even when she was engaged to Qi Chengzhi, she had no inkling of the courtesy name of Qi Chengzhi.
She had never connected those ancestors' surnames to The Great Eight Families.
This was because the courtesy names of The Great Eight Families were only made known to the wives.
Only then Song Yu knew about the culture of The Great Eight Families, fully aware that each of them had been holding different courtesy names. Other than that, she remembered what was initially forgotten - of what Qi Chengzhi had told her when she was small.
By recalling what Qi Chengzhi had said in the past, she could easily understand the meaning behind these two words.
Song Yu could not help but cry in shock. Her hand trembled while holding onto the piece of paper while gasping for air at the same time.
She had not expected Qi Chengzhi to have told her about his courtesy name at such an early age.
She was very young then. The memories she had of that age were vague. She could only remember bits and pieces from that incident with most of the details faded away.
How could he be so confident that she would remember his name?
What if she had forgotten?
Before discovering the paper, she had really forgotten about its existence. She did not remember his courtesy name. Surprisingly, he had not brought it up to her too.
Song Yu did not understand. Why did he tell her his courtesy name when she was in such an early age. This was something that was only supposed to be divulged to his wife.
Her fingers shakily caressed the ugly and misaligned words, before folding it back gently.
Twenty years came by and he was still holding onto it.
She placed back the paper to where it was supposed to be. Only by then, it dawned on her that the book was a diary. The place that was keeping the paper, was the last page of the diary.
Song Yu recognized it. The strong but reserved handwriting. It was the handwriting of Qi Chengzhi. 
The last diary entry wrote:
Song Yu accepted my proposal. She will be my bride. Finally.
It was short, but it surprisingly met the personality of Qi Chengzhi. No matter if it was his speaking or diary scribblings, they were always simple and straightforward.
She was unaware of the reason but Song Yu could still feel his excitement and agitation through his words despite it being short and simple.
While caressing the lines of words with her finger, the charming face of Qi Chengzhi appeared on the paper.
It was as if he was watching her carefully and concentratedly at that moment.
Song Yu turned to the first page of the diary and began reading.
…
…
'Today was the first day of Song Yu being in elementary school. It was her very first time wearing the school uniform of Jixia School. I saw her passing through the school entrance with a careful expression.'
…
'Today, we came across each other. Song Yu seemed to have become afraid of me. She lowered her head and left without greeting me.'
…
'Song Yu is now in fourth grade.'
…
'From tomorrow onwards, I will be studying abroad in the United States. I would not know how Song Yu would look like when I come back. Would she be gorgeous?'
…
'Today was the very first day that I am not able to see Song Yu.'
…
'Today was the second day.'
…
…
She kept turning the pages forward. Qi Chengzhi did not have any other sort of entries. The rest were constantly counting on how many days he had not seen her.
…
'Today was the second month and the tenth day I was not able to see Song Yu.'
…
'Today was the fifth month and the seventh day I was not able to see Song Yu. I had founded a company here. I named it Feather.'
…
'Today was the second year, third month and the third day I was not able to see Song Yu. She had been engaged to Qi Chengji.'
…
'Today was the second year, third month and the fourth day I was not able to see Song Yu. I gave my family a call. They insisted on the engagement. They would not regret it in any case.'
…
'Today was the second year, third month and the fifth day I was not able to see Song Yu. I have made a decision. Whether I would be spending a long time, or making a big effort, even if it required me to be unscrupulous, I must destroy the engagement between Song Yu and Qi Chengji.'
…
'Yesterday, I met Song Yu. At long last. However, she was not aware of it. I found her drowning. As long as I was here, I would never let her get into any accidents. Only when she was in my embrace, I realized that my Song Yu had grown up.'
…
'Today was the fourth year, seventh month and twelve days I was not able to see Song Yu. If she knew about what I had done, she would hate me.'
…
'Today was the fourth year, seventh month and the twenty-fifth day I was not able to see Song Yu. I do not regret the things I had done to the Song family. Or else, she would have been the bride of another person.'
…
'Tomorrow I would be returning to my homeland. I will be able to see Song Yu.'
…
'My family had allowed me to work in Qilin. I chose to be the principal of Jiaxia School so that I could see Song Yu every day.'
…
'Today, I saw Song Yu from the window of my office. She was having P.E. lessons in her sportswear and it was a beautiful sight.'
…
'Today, I saw Song Yu walking to the restaurant from my window.'
…
'Today, I saw Song Yu going to school.'
…
'Chengji is in trouble. The engagement was called off. The bankruptcy of the Song family is exposed. I wanted to remedy this situation, but it was too late.'
…
'Song Yu is working part-time. I hate myself for letting her suffer.'
…
'Song Yu is furthering her studies in B University. I will wait for her graduation.'
…
'Song Yu had chosen architecture as her major. I have begun to pay attention to the trends in the property markets.'
…
'Song Yu went to Chengshi. I requested to be transferred to the Qilin Property. We will meet.'
…
'Today I met my Song Yu. Finally, I could meet her face to face again. At that moment, it felt like I was alive again. I could feel my heart beating and blood warming up. I felt human again.'
…
'I have finally kissed Song Yu. However, I could only pretend that I was dreaming of another lady. She was furious yet still beautiful. She did not know that it was my first kiss. I had not had any other lady in my life aside from her.'
…
'She confessed to me today, but it was meant for another man. At that moment, I felt like my heart had stopped beating. It was so uncomfortable, I felt the pain.'
…
'Song Yu adores another man, but the man is worthy of it.'
…
'I was just in front of her, but she could not see.'
…
'My Song Yu, she is finally my Song Yu.'
…
'I fear that she would know about the truth behind the Song family's bankruptcy. I am afraid that she would leave me if she finds out.'
…
'As long as she does not hate me and would continue being by my side; as long as she agrees to be my wife, I would be willing to give up the entirety of the Qi family, just to repay her one Song family.'
…
'I care for neither the Qi family nor the Song family. I only want Song Yu. Her taking up my surname and becoming my wife, in this life, forever.'
…
'I want to propose to her, my Song Yu. Finally, it is worth waiting for.'
…
…
Song Yu almost lost her breath. Looking at the strong handwriting on the pages, her chest felt like it had been blocked by a rock, her eyes felt sore and warm. Eventually, with one droplet following another, tears dripped onto the paper.
Every diary entry of his was short, with only a few sentences. Regardless, every day, every page was dedicated to her.
He said he had never been with any other lady. He had been waiting for her. He went so far as to keep his first kiss for her.
A man with such few words, even his diary had little to say. However, the strong handwriting of his showed his untempered emotions.
Song Yu held onto the diary dumbfounded, still feeling astounded by the words in his diary.
She could not help but think about how Qi Chengzhi was when he was writing the diary. What kind of emotions he had running through him, what kind of impressions he had on his mind.
Day by day, he had been counting the days that he could not see her. There was no more than the words which were noting down days that he could not see her.
It could have been such a simple sentence, but it was making her heart ache. It seemed like his daily life had been revolving around her. Constantly taking notes of how long it had been since he last met her, how long he would need to wait before going back to meet her.
His words made her feel like she was his whole world, his only world.
Without her, he would be nothing.
This kind of love was too overwhelming. She thought that she had already loved him a lot. She thought that hers was already enough to return his love. Now only did she know that her love for him was still far shallower from his.
She did not know that he had been watching her for such a long time.
She did not know that the existence of such an innocent man in the world was still possible. Clean on both inside and out while retaining himself in the purest state, just for her.
When she encountered him again, her first impression of him was the clean temperament on him. Now only did she realize that it was not just his appearance.
What if before all these happened, she was to have a boyfriend? What if she had been married? What if… she had given her first time to another man? What would he do? Had those thoughts never crossed his mind?
Would it be unfair to him?
Her fingertips kept caressing on his strong handwriting. She could not comprehend how he had done it. How he could wait for her for such a long time, with such patience.
He was so reckless. Plotting all these, just for her.
Song Yu closed her eyes. His clean face again appeared in her mind again. 
At that moment, she missed him very dearly.
Her chest was in pain. She carefully closed the diary and pressed it onto her chest, a place where it closest to her heart.
"You are a foolish, idiotic man," she whispered while unable to stop holding back her tears. "I am sorry that I haven't been there for you. I am sorry to have been engaged to Qi Chengji before."
If it was not for that, he would not be forced out of his hand to the extent that he had to destroy the Song family to marry her.
She was supposed to resent him, but now she possessed nothing but resounding love for him.
'I would be willing to give up the entire of Qi family, just to repay her one Song family.' Having read that sentence, she was not able to carry on resenting him anymore.
She knew that he was sincere. As long as she did not hate him, he was willing to sacrifice anything. Even if she had requested for the world, he would also not hesitate to get it for her.
She had never known that one person could love her to such an extent.
Song Yu placed the diary back into the drawer gently, before closing it. With hesitations, she opened the cupboard under the drawer again.
Lying inside was a safe box. Strangely, she knew that what she had been looking for was inside of the safe box.
Song Yu moved and squatted in front of the safe box with her fingers touching the lock softly.
With her fingers shaking after some time, they left the lock.
Forget it. He had written it clearly in the diary, why should she try to open the safe box again?
Song Yu stood up once more, grabbing the folder she had placed on the table. 
Her eyes stared on the folder without blinking and seemed to be making an important decision.
Suddenly, her grab on the folder tightened and she left the study room. She had not come across Aunt Yang. If she was, she would be misunderstood if she were to be seen holding onto a folder while walking out of Qi Chengzhi's study room.
She ran up to the second floor immediately and headed to the dressing room.
She went to the edge where it was specially purposed for accessories and pulled out the drawer, there were lighters belonging to Qi Chengzhi laying inside.
Though he was not smoking then, it was only temporary. The lighters were still being kept as they were either branded or limited edition.
Song Yu did not appreciate the novelty value of the lighters and simply took one of them and proceeded to head back to the bedroom.
Upon opening the door and entering the bathroom, she cautiously closed the door behind her and locked it. Only by then, she pulled out the folder that had been crumpled in her grasp. The creases on the paper were permanent and were incapable of being smoothened out anymore.
She lit up the lighter and set the folder on fire without hesitation. The flame started to spread from one of the corners while engulfing the documents contained within, it turned the edge to black ashes.
Once the flame was nearly reaching the corner where her fingers were holding, Song Yu threw the folder which by then was only a corner into the toilet bowl. While the small corner fell into the toilet bowl, the flame had completely devoured it.
She breathed a sigh of relief. After making this decision, her whole body felt lighter. It was like all the weight pressing down on her body was lifted.
She returned to the living room where Aunt Yang had started preparing for dinner.
Song Yu realized that she had not informed Qi Chengzhi about her early return. She had been in such a hurry before. If he had not been informed, he would still go and wait for her at the entrance of Chengshi.
Thus, she made a call to Qi Chengzhi and told him that she had already arrived home.
"Ok." To her surprise, the response of Qi Chengzhi seemed to be one of indifference. He did not even ask her about the reason for being home early before hanging up the call.
Song Yu was taken aback. Looking at her phone, she knew that Qi Chengzhi's attitude was unusual to say the least.


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!

After Song Jinning said all this, aside from the ever-calm Huo Shaoheng, everyone appeared as shocked as if they had been struck by lightning.
Huo Guanchen could even taste the sweet and metallic flavor of blood at the back of his throat. He wanted to spit.
He glared fiercely at Song Jinning and balled his fists so tightly that the knuckles cracked. It was unclear how much effort he was using to keep himself from losing control.
Prime Minister Tan and Cai Shengnan were stunned speechless. Although they had always been glib-tongued and quick-witted in front of others, they couldn't think of a single thing to say.
Tan Guiren looked truly shocked and terrified. Her brain couldn't think properly. Forsaking her elegance and the need to avoid conflict of interest, she directly asked Huo Shaoheng fearfully, "Major General Huo, did you actually think that?! I didn't..."
Her eyes filled with tears and her delicate body trembled in fright. She looked a lot like a little bunny that had been severely frightened.
Huo Shaoheng remained calm. His gaze was turned straight ahead and he refused to speak.
Song Jinning snorted as she looked at Tan Guiren with sympathy. "Young girl, why don't you take care of yourself? Why would you ask a son about his father's business?"
She then said to Prime Minister Tan, "You and your wife are too much. I already told your wife that there is something wrong with how you raised your daughter, but she didn't believe me. Just look at how you've raised such a good daughter. That is all I have to say. This conversation ends here. If you let me hear anything related to this again, you'll be sorry, Prime Minister Tan."
Song Jinning lifted her chin slightly, her expression distasteful. "...Never underestimate to what extent a mother will go for her children. If you don't understand that, go home and ask your wife. She's sure to understand what I mean. Goodbye!"
Song Jinning finished speaking and walked away.
Huo Shaoheng followed after her without a word and walked out of the military hall.
Watching the mother and son depart, Tan Guiren finally knew that her beautiful dream had been shattered into pieces. She would never be happy for the rest of her life...
Covering her face, tears seeped out from between the cracks of her fingers and dampened the front of her dress.
Cai Shengnan was at once happy and sad. She was feeling very conflicted as she put her arm around Tan Guiren's shoulders and said confidently, "Cousin, don't cry. It'll be okay, it's sure to be okay."
Prime Minister Tan watched the apple of his eye sob with heartbreak. His heart was torn into pieces and he wanted nothing more but to strangle Huo Guanchen to death.
He walked up to block Huo Guanchen's way as he said quietly, "...What does Director Song mean by that?! I never crossed her! Is this what you mean when you say there are no problems?! Shouldn't General Huo give us a proper explanation?!"
Huo Guanchen was so livid about Song Jinning's behavior that he gritted his teeth hard. He was too lazy to deal with the Tans now. He'd had no idea that Song Jinning had such a bad impression of Tan Guiren or that she would react to her so strongly. Naturally, he wouldn't dare to let them get near each other again.
Adjusting his military uniform, Huo Guanchen replied coolly, "Nothing forcibly done will be agreeable. Since this didn't work out, let's forget about it. Goodbye." As he spoke, he hurried away from the military hall.
The three Huos had departed, leaving only Prime Minister Tan, Tan Guiren, and Cai Shengnan in the hallway,
"Uncle, are you going to give up just like that?" Cai Shengnan probed. "How about we forget about it? The Huos… aren't a typical family, after all. We shouldn't offend them if we can afford not to."
However, Prime Minister Tan truly couldn't swallow this indignation. He bared his teeth, his smile nearly a scowl. "...That's fine too. I'll accept this as long as he never gets married for the rest of his life!"
Cai Shengnan shuddered internally, not daring to reply.
…
Late winter nights in the Imperial Capital were cold and windy. The night sky glowed a dim yellow from the reflection of the streetlamps. The thick clouds appeared in heavy layers that pressed down over people's heads.
Huo Shaoheng called for Fan Jian to bring the car over as he said to Song Jinning, "I'll drive you back."
Song Jinning had driven her car there and had planned to drive it back. But when she thought about it, it would be nice to speak with her son.
She nodded. "My car is still in the parkade. Please ask someone to drive it back for me." As she spoke, she threw the car keys to Huo Shaoheng.
Huo Shaoheng caught them and casually passed them to Fan Jian. "Drive Director Song's car back to the Institute of High Energy Physics when you have time."
"Roger, Chief." Fan Jian caught the keys backhanded and put them in the glovebox of the car.
Huo Shaoheng and Song Jinning sat on either side of the back seat.
The car drove steadily as they left the military hall and headed in the direction of the Institute of High Energy Physics.
Song Jinning has just purchased a house that was still being renovated. She currently lived in a dorm at the Institute of High Energy Physics.
The two of them sat in the back of the car, neither of them speaking.
After driving for some time, Song Jinning crossed her arms and glanced at Huo Shaoheng. "Shaoheng, you're not young anymore. You can't blame your father for planning for your marriage."
She could tell that her son was a highly desirable commodity. Anyone would want to marry him!
Huo Shaoheng was silent.
"You're not going to say anything?" Song Jinning sighed quietly, her voice softening. "How do I say this? I can understand what your father is thinking, which is wanting to find a girl who matches your status to be your wife."
Huo Shaoheng finally snorted, though he still declined to make any comment.
"Don't disagree." Song Jinning shifted on her side. "I'm telling you, I have my conditions too. Don't think that your father is the only one with conditions."
"What conditions do you have?" Huo Shaoheng's voice was very calm. "This is rather refreshing."
Song Jinning had never been so open with Huo Shaoheng about this issue before.
It was likely because she had been agitated by Huo Guanchen and Prime Minister Tan's scheme today that she had grown interested and wanted to speak about her thoughts.
"Of course I have conditions," Song Jinning said cheerfully. "To tell you the truth, family statuses need to match. I don't object to it. However, I've always believed that having the families' statuses match is a way of making up for insufficient personal qualities. If someone's personal quality is strong enough, then why should matching statuses be required? Your wife should be able to hold up the family status all by herself."
Song Jinning paused and continued to further appease Huo Shaoheng's mind. "...You'll be spending the rest of your life with that person, not her family. Never mistake the lesser thing as the most important thing."
Huo Shaoheng thought this was quite interesting, so he turned around shared eye contact with Song Jinning for a while before smiling. "Then your conditions are even more stringent than General Huo's."
Naturally, Song Jinning wasn't concerned about concealing her prejudice at all. "Your mother has no other requirements. Family background and appearance don't matter. The important thing is intelligence and virtue. Worst case scenario, poor virtue can be bolstered by upbringing after birth. However, the innate factor of intelligence can never be bolstered by anything during upbringing. You have to consider that when a mother has low intelligence, the child cannot be saved."
Huo Shaoheng didn't have a reply to that part.
He smirked and half-joked, "Then I'll need Ms. Song to help me keep a lookout. So, anyone who wishes to be your daughter-in-law must pass your intelligence test?"
"Yes." Song Jinning agreed. "I'll write a set of questions when I get home. 100% will be the full score, and anyone who scores under 90% will not be considered."
Huo Shaoheng was quiet again.
He shifted uncomfortably and thought about how with his mother's obsession with science and research, perhaps she would be able to do such a thing. After hesitating for half a moment, he replied quietly, "...It's a pretty good idea to write the questions. So, which aspect do you want to focus on?"
He wanted to know in advance, just in case these were all questions about high energy physics or biochemical medicine. Huo Shaoheng was worried that someone would pummel his chest with her tiny fists one day.
Song Jinning held back her laughter as she stated in all seriousness, "I haven't decided which aspect it will be on yet. However, I'm quite busy as of late. I'm worried that if I don't take the time to write the exam questions, it will delay your marriage. How about this, I'll go ask Nianzhi to help me write questions? There are so many girls in your life, I think she's the only one with an IQ exceeding my standard."
The corners of Huo Shaoehng's mouth couldn't help but lift high. He held back a smile and answered casually, "And that's not good? Are you openly cheating?"
"Cheating?" Song Jinning purposely widened her eyes. "Hmm? I never said that that I would ask Nianzhi to take the exam. How could that be considered cheating?"
Huo Shaoheng was surprised. He was getting played by Ms. Song…
Seeing Huo Shaoheng reveal a rare embarrassed expression, Song Jinning began to laugh happily.
Fan Jian heard everything clearly from the front seat and couldn't help but feel emotional. She was a real mother, a proper real mother, a real mother who poked fun at her son…
After laughing all she wanted, Song Jinning finally grabbed Huo Shaoheng's hand and said warmly, "Shaoheng, mom never participated in your childhood and she missed your teenage years. Mom doesn't want to keep making the same mistakes."
Huo Shaoheng wasn't too accustomed to tender moments like these, so he quietly coughed before discreetly pulling his hand away from Song Jining and changing the topic. "Because you've said this today, Prime Minister Tan's side shouldn't be making sneaky moves anymore. But as for General Huo's side, I'm afraid he won't be giving up on you."
Since Song Jinning's seat had been arranged to be next to Huo Guanchen's today, it was obvious what his intentions were.
Huo Shaoheng didn't want to see his parents get together again, but this was his parents' matter. He would not voice his own opinion or give his parents even more trouble.
Song Jinning worried about Huo Guanchen the least of all. She turned her head and said with a frown, "There is absolutely no possibility of anything happening between your father and me anymore. Shaoheng, you don't blame me, right?"
Huo Shaoheng quickly raised both hands. "Ms. Song, I won't interfere with you guys if you guys won't interfere with me. Is that okay?"
That meant that he was washing his hands of it.
Song Jinning remained quite polite toward Huo Guanchen superficially because she cared about her son, Huo Shaoheng. At the very least, she had never publicly disrespected before Huo Guanchen like she had today.
Today, Song Jinning had discovered that Huo Guanchen ignored her son and her wishes as a mother. He'd forcibly pushed her son together with that foolish girl, Tan Guiren, making Song Jinning finally lose her temper.
Her father, Song Haichuan, had been a prodigy since he was very young. She had always been a genius her entire life. When it came to her son, although he was no genius, he was precocious and even more impressive than a genius. He had always known how to conceal his talents since he was a young boy.
Song Jinning didn't want the intelligence to disappear when it reached the generation of her son's children.
"...The best thing that parents can leave behind for their children is not fortune or property, but intelligence." Song Jinning pointed to her head. "Consider it carefully. Don't allow yourself to be led astray by your father's misguidance."
…
Inside Bar Jinling, the Christmas ball for the first-year Master of Law students from B University had reached its climax.
The ballroom dance songs had already been replaced. The DJ was now playing powerful and rhythmic remixes of Christmas songs.
The intoxicated men and women on the dance floor were dancing madly like they had lost their minds.
He Zhichu had stepped away a long time ago since he wasn't interested in the vigorous dancing of young people at all.
Gu Nianzhi didn't dance either. However, it wasn't because she wasn't interested, but because she didn't know how to. She knew a bit of Latin dancing and dancesport, but she didn't know how to do this kind of dancing at all. Of course, the main problem was that she couldn't dance because of the outfit she'd worn.
Sigh.
She had only danced with He Zhichu a few times before He Zhichu sat down with her on the side to chat. Someone came to invite Gu Nianzhi to dance, but He Zhichu only had to look up at them to make them go away.
He Zhichu had already had quite a few drinks but didn't appear drunk at all.
Seeing Gu Nianzhi sitting on the sidelines and mad with boredom, he couldn't help but ask, "Want to go home?"
Gu Nianzhi nodded and looked down to send a text to Huo Shaoheng.
He Zhichu had already stood up. "Let's go. I'll take you back to the dorm."
He reached out and Gu Nianzhi could immediately smell the strong scent of alcohol on him. She couldn't help but grow quiet and say, "Professor He, maybe I should drive."
Not driving while drunk was common sense.
It wouldn't be too late if she waited to call Huo Shaoheng until after she got back to campus.
He Zhichu shook his head. "I'm fine, let's go."
He walked ahead. Gu Nianzhi was worried about He Zhichu so she had no choice but to hurriedly say goodbye to a classmate before chasing after him.
Not long after they walked out of the bar, someone outside made a phone call.
…
Gu Nianzhi got into He Zhichu's car and sat in the driver's seat. She started the car.
He Zhichu sat in the front passenger seat and draped a hand over his forehead. He took out a pill and threw it into his mouth before saying dryly, "I have sobering medication, I'm fine."
Gu Nianzhi scrunched up her tiny nose. "I'll open the window, it reeks of alcohol."
He Zhichu laughed. By the time the smell of alcohol dissipated from the car, he had already sobered up. He said to Gu Nianzhi, "You should just let me drive, I'm fine."
Gu Nianzhi refused. "I'm also a pretty good driver, please don't worry."
She would be driving slower anyway. She wasn't scared.
He Zhichu noticed her insistence so he didn't say anything more as he quietly sat on the side. He watched her step on the accelerator and drive onto the main street.
There was nearly no traffic on the main streets of the Imperial Capital late at night.
Gu Nianzhi drove at a steady speed. The traffic was clear the entire way.
She was in a pretty good mood and turned on the car speakers to find some music to play.
He Zhichu smiled as he looked ahead, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last all eternity. Until she drove to his home...
But soon afterward, He Zhichu straightened his back and peered at the rearview mirror. He quietly said to Gu Nianzhi, "...Someone is following us."
Gu Nianzhi also glanced in the rearview mirror to discover two cars that appeared to be modified sports cars.
"We're not far from campus now. We'll arrive once we make this turn and drive ten minutes from there," Gu Nianzhi looked at the GPS and replied calmly. Her foot suddenly slammed fiercely on the accelerator.
Although He Zhichu's car wasn't a modified sports car, it was not something a sports car could compete with once it showed off its prowess.
As soon as Gu Nainzhi's foot slammed on the accelerator, the car was like a quiver that had just left its bow.
The cars behind them were left far behind. They gradually became two tiny dots in the rearview mirror.
Gu Nianzhi sighed in relief and prepared to slow down. She extended her foot to step on the brakes.
Once, twice, three times…
Sweat suddenly beaded on her forehead.
"Professor He…"
"Hmm?"
"...The brakes seem to have failed."


Gu Nianzhi had no idea how to get the aloof and handsome Major General to fall in love with her. 

His eyes were dark and serious. "...Seduce me. If you can do it, I’m yours." 

Gu Nianzhi: "!!!"

Disclaimer: The following stories contains sexual assault, rape, nonconsensual acts, mentally abusive relationships, and violence towards women. Readers are advised to proceed with caution.

Venerable White's kind of clone was the kind of clones that Song Shuhang dreamt of having. Not only could the clone write a script in the place of its main body, it could also chat in place of its main body, and also help its main body to cope with disasters... One's desire was everything that was needed, as the clone technique would do the rest.
If he could learn this clone technique from Senior White, it would be excellent.
As such, Song Shuhang couldn't help but write a small note which asked, [Senior White, will you ever impart your clone technique to others?]
Venerable White replied, [Do you want to learn it?]
Song Shuhang nodded desperately, and wanted to reply, "Yes, yes, yes!"
...Who wouldn't want such a clone technique? However, just as Shuhang was about to send a reply, Venerable White quickly added, [Sorry, but it's an innate skill... I won't be able to teach it to you.]
Song Shuhang raised his head to look at the sky.
In the world of cultivation, innate skills were among the most buggy and unreasonable things.
Venerable White said, [However, if I have the time in the future, I'll try to research and create a similar clone technique. Although its function would likely be a simplified version, it should still work just fine. Would you want it?]
Song Shuhang hurriedly replied, [Yes, yes, yes!]
Venerable White responded, [Well, I'll try doing some research on it when I have time. By the way, can I have something to eat?]
Song Shuhang looked through his Inner World and his spatial magical instrument, and found that he was actually already out of food.
[Senior White, just wait a while. After this ceremony here is over, I'll get you something delicious to eat,] Song Shuhang said—speaking of eating, he immediately thought of 'Sage Monarch Melon Eater'. However, he immediately threw this thought out of his head. He was not the Great Northern Emperor, and he didn't want to split Sage Monarch Melon Eater into several pots and make him into stew.
Venerable White replied, [Alright, then I'll wait until my show of divinity ends before coming out to eat. My main body is already transcending the final part of the tribulation. I'll finish writing the script for the 'Profound Sage Speech' first. By the way... do you want me to specifically talk about something in my speech? At that time, I will prioritize talking about things that would help the fellow daoists in the group, and talk about things that everyone wants to hear.] 
Song Shuhang replied, [I do indeed want to learn about something, but no need to talk about it in your Profound Sage Speech. I want to try learning about your 'disposable flying sword'. I'll be happy as long as I can launch a flying sword.]
Venerable White saiu, [A disposable flying sword requires one to have quite a bit of knowledge on formations, runes, and the chemistry of the weapons. I will give you some special supplementary classes when I have time. Can you ask the other fellow daoists in the group what they want me to talk about?]
Song Shuhang replied, [I'll go and ask.]
Afterward, he opened the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' once again.
When he opened it, he found that the group was very lively.
He scrolled through the messages, and found that the liveliness was brought about by True Monarch Yellow Mountain showing up.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain had finally changed his group nickname back—he was no longer 'Yellow Mountain is very tired and wants to retire'.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain said, "@Everyone, the autumnal equinox which is on the 23rd of this month is a good day. As such, I've decided to let Doudou get married on that day. If you're free, I hope to see you at the Yellow Mountain on that day. I truly hope that there can be a lively atmosphere as Doudou gets married off."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "The autumnal equinox... I just checked the date. I should be able to spare the time to come."
Fairy Lychee: "＠True Monarch Yellow Mountain, Senior, didn't you want to avoid having a marriage on a 23rd?"
True Monarch Yellow Mountain calmly said, "It's because Doudou's wedding is special. He'll be getting married as the bride, so there are some things that are reversed. Rest assured, I looked for an expert divinator, and that day is definitely suitable for Doudou to get married."
Fairy Lychee: "Alright, Senior Yellow Mountain, we believe you. It seems that I can be at ease, so I will definitely come."
Frice Reckless Mad Saber: "Does Doudou know about this? I remember that Song Shuhang previously mentioned that Doudou's partner was not a female dog, but a male dog?"
'Heaven Shrouding Hook' Zhou Li: "Wahahaha, I have cooperated very well with Fellow Daoist Phoenix Slayer on this matter. We have done our best to isolate Doudou from the Internet and make him think that the partner that he is going to marry is a female dog."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "Nyahaha, now I'm really looking forward to Doudou having his red veil lifted up and seeing what his expression will be like when he sees that the one he's marrying is a male dog."
Dongfang Snow: "Wait! ＠True Monarch Yellow Mountain, Senior Yellow Mountain, you won't really be so mean, right? To actually marry Doudou off to some male dog? Doudou is so cute, this isn't fitting for him. And... Fairy Lychee, do you not object to this at all?"
Fairy Dongfang Snow really liked Doudou's cuteness—she especially liked Doudou's literary talent, with the 'Stupid Yellow Mountain's Song' even being her favorite song. As such, she was the only fellow daoist speaking up for Doudou.
Fairy Lychee: "I have chosen to trust Senior Yellow Mountain."
Song Shuhang: "..."
Shuhang had with him some extremely hot news. It appeared that True Monarch Yellow Mountain and Fairy Fleeting Life's eldest brother, who was originally supposed to get married to Doudou, had plotted to swindle Fairy Fleeting Life into marrying Doudou. Song Shuhang suspected that when Doudou was going to get married, that eldest brother would probably be replaced by Fairy Fleeting Life, and the one who Doudou was going to marry would become a girl.
However, there was still the possibility of a plot twist taking place—mainly because Fairy Fleeting Life still had a monster fox disciple who loved her deeply. And, it was possible that this monster fox would replace Fairy Fleeting Life in being the one to get married to Doudou. If this were to take place, Doudou's partner would become a guy once again.
So, how was Doudou's wedding really going to play out? Was it going to be one of these paths? Or could there even be a more complex plot twist that would take place? Even Song Shuhang was not certain.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "About Doudou's groom, everyone will naturally know when the wedding starts. At that time, as long as everyone can be happy and Doudou gets married, then everything will be fine. Once again, on the 23rd of this month, Doudou will be getting married. Please inform the others about this. In addition, the date of the event will be displayed on the invitation. I'll be getting back to the specifics of planning the wedding first, so it seems that I'll be busy for a while."
After True Monarch finished speaking, he went offline.
The topic in the Nine Provinces Number One Group drifted to Doudou's wedding.
Everyone began to discuss what gifts would be better to give, whether they should attend the wedding together, and how they were going to send the gifts.
For some reason, Song Shuhang always got the feeling that he had entered some fake cultivation group chat.
After letting out a sigh, Song Shuhang sent a message in the group.
Song 'Really Awesome This Time' Shuhang: "Seniors, Senior White told me just now that he will be done with his tribulation soon, and that he's currently preparing his Profound Sage Speech. He told me to ask everyone if you would like him to discuss anything specific during his Profound Sage Speech."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "So Senior White is finally going to finish transcending his tribulation. Honestly speaking, I feel bad for the tribulation. Also, little friend Shuhang, what's with your broken name, I didn't pay attention to it before."
"I don't know what daoist name to use recently. If I were to use 'Tyrannical Song', some people end up saying 'Daddy Song', which makes me feel really old." Song Shuhang sighed.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer said, "Change it back to Tyrannical Saber Song One, that's the daoist name we're most familiar with. If you really don't want that, you could probably just use the other seven daoist names in rotation."
Song Shuhang: "I've already given one of the seven daoist names out to someone else. I gave Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman to Little Cai. This daoist name actually suits her really well. Therefore, I can't go on that seven-day rotation."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "So what if you gave out 'Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman', didn't you come back with the Sage Name 'Tyrannical Song'? It just so happens that you have seven once again, you can continue the rotation."
Song Shuhang: "..." F*ck, how did I not notice this myself?
Wait, the topic has changed again.
I was asking what you wanted Senior White to talk about in his speech!
Fairy Lychee: "Actually, I would rather listen to Venerable White talk about how he maintains his long hair. Have you all noticed that Senior White's long hair seems to be really well cared for? Sometimes, his long hair would beautifully flow with the wind. When this happens, I simply can't stop myself from wanting to take a photo."
Dongfang Snow: "How long is Senior White's hair? It reaches his waist, right?"
Vice-Island Master Tian Tianwei: "Little friend Shuhang, please help us ask Senior White about this later, ask him to explain how to maintain such long hair so well and how to make it dance so beautifully in the wind."
Song Shuhang: "..."
[Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you marry me?]
If he was really stupid enough to ask Venerable White this question, perhaps he would end up dead.
"I refuse! This question is literally seeking death, I'm not Senior Thrice Reckless," Song Shuhang said.
Frice Reckless Mad Saber: "Little friend Shuhang, when did I offend you? Stop implicating this innocent man."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator sighed. "Actually, Senior White doesn't need to say anything in his 'Profound Sage Speech' at all. He could just stand still, and all the practitioners in the universe would be satisfied."
I'm that little white crane at the edge of the Earth's End: "What I was most worried about is actually happening. After this, how many rivals am I going to have among all the practitioners in the universe? My heart feels stifled just from thinking about it..."
Medicine Master sent a voice message. "You guys are hopeless. Little friend Shuhang, don't ask them anymore, just tell Senior White to talk about whatever he wants. Otherwise, even if you continued asking until tomorrow, the topic would still be something unfitting."
Any topic related to Venerable White would never return to the main topic.
Song Shuhang felt tired.
He wrote a note to Senior White. [Senior White, just talk about whatever you want, the seniors in the group don't have any suggestions.]
He was trying his best to maintain the image of the seniors in the group.
Senior White replied, [Alright, I guess I'll just write a script to my liking for the 'Profound Sage Speech'. What about you, do you want me to discuss anything besides the disposable flying sword?]
Song Shuhang thought about it for a while, and really couldn't think of anything he wanted to know about. [Nope, Senior White, anything is fine.]
After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered the question raised by Fairy Dongfang Snow in the group—how long was Senior White's long hair?
Song Shuhang's heart started to itch. He tried to remember where Senior White's hair reached, but he felt that there was some deviation between his memory of it and reality.
Should I ask?
As long as it doesn't involve the 'marriage' part, it should be fine, right?
Song Shuhang couldn't stop himself from writing: [Senior White, Fairy Dongfang Snow suddenly wanted to ask a question. How long's your hair right now?]
He threw the blame to someone else right away—if something went wrong, at the very least the consequences would not fall on him.
I'm so f*cking smart!


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... 

help me write a song

Write a song

A Valiant Life

A cute wife was hard to raise, and a black-bellied husband had a generation gap

My Youth Began With Him

Where you are

Trial Of Love

Rebirth of the Entertainment Giant

Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

Hello, Mr. Major General

Cultivation Chat Group

People search help me write a song also like: