âCanât you ask me about anything else other than my marriage? Like my new job or company?â Huo Sanyan scolded.
âFine, fine. Howâs your job coming along?â Huo Yunshen sighed.
âWe are currently planning on expanding towards the music industry. The only problem is that we donât have enough singers. To solve that, we plan to hold a singing competition to look for new talent.â
Huo Sanyan had gone back to her roots and started her new entertainment company, Kaidi, three years earlier, with Huo Yunshenâs help.
âGo for it then.â Huo Yunshen supported his sisterâs idea.
âAnd because of that, I have a favor to ask.â Huo Sanyan smiled cunningly.
I knew it! Huo Yunshen scolded in his head.
âCan you help me write some new songs?â Huo Sanyan asked.
âAnd what makes you think I have the time?â
The truth was that Huo Yunshen hadnât written a song ever since losing Jing Xi.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âFind some then. I need something to pressure Longwei. They found a new singer that topped all the charts recently. If I canât find something to counter that, my company will never be able to stand toe to toe with them.â
âAll right,â Huo Yunshen sighed. âI donât have time to write new songs right now, but I have some that I wrote in the past but never got the chance to use. I only have one demand: donât let them go to waste.â
âI knew you would come through!â Huo Sanyan laughed excitedly. âCan I use your name on the albums?â
âWhatever.â
âWonderful! Youâre our hope now!
Huo Sanyan left with Huo Yunshenâs song. Sheâd gotten what she wanted. The only thing that was left for her to do was to find a few talents to sing them.
She needed someone that could topple Ye Fanxing.
...
With the release of Jing Xiâs third song, Angelaâs fame skyrocketed.
As Angelaâs fans increased and the songs were being heard all around the country, no one knew about the original artistâs pain.
Longwei had been pressuring Jing Xi to keep singing new songs for them.
The working atmosphere was terrible but Jing Xi had no way to refuse.
Jing Xi went back home after she finished recording her fourth song.
Mo Yutian came out to welcome her back and realized she wasnât looking very well.
âWhatâs wrong?â Mo Yutian asked.
âIâm fine. Iâm just tired.â
âAre you sick?â Mo Yutian asked, placing his palm on Jing Xiâs forehead. âHey! Youâre burning up!â
âJust a little. Donât worry about it.â
Jing Xi knew that she had a slight fever. She also knew that she would get better after a good nightâs sleep.
âHurry up and get some rest!â
âOkay.â
Jing Xi went back into her room and lay down. Mo Yutian came in after her.
âIâll be fine. Donât worry about me.â