My wife is in my arms

Chapter 779 English Songs (Part 8)
early morning.

Wearing a gray long-sleeved shirt and black loose casual pants, Jiang Yiren was tending to the potted plants in her yard. Since she quit her job, she has been taking care of these potted plants whenever she has free time.

At this moment, the soft morning light fell on her, giving Jiang Yiren an ethereal, otherworldly beauty.

Han Hui sat on the stone stool, looking at Jiang Yiren now, and was somewhat amazed by Jiang Yiren's current beauty.

It is said that even the most beautiful woman cannot withstand the ravages of pregnancy.

However, Jiang Yiren is different.

Anyway, ever since Zhang You became a better person, this woman's temperament has become more and more outstanding, unlike before when, although she was still beautiful, her beauty was just a simple appearance.

Once you meet her eyes, you'll notice that this woman's eyes always hold a deep sadness and pain, so even if Jiang Yiren was beautiful back then, it was only because of her age.

Like flowers blooming in spring, they wither very quickly once the season is over, but now it's different; this woman's beauty comes from the inside out.

It is often this kind of beauty that lingers longer and lasts longer.

A woman in the midst of happiness is like a flower perfectly nourished by water and sunshine; this is true beauty, and Jiang Yiren is in that situation now.

Bathed in sunlight, her belly was noticeably protruding, but her body proportions were still excellent.

With her smooth, supple skin and long, jet-black hair shimmering in the sunlight, the image of her loosening the soil around a potted plant with a small shovel, captured in a photograph and posted online, would instantly go viral without any editing.

Unfortunately, this woman didn't like posting her private photos online before, and now she's even more averse to it.

"Don't you want to know how many copies your husband bought last night on the iMusic platform, 'Love Letter' and 'She'?"

at last.

Han Hui couldn't contain herself.

I don't want to know.

Jiang Yiren loosened the soil around a bougainvillea plant and then left it alone. This bonsai would look its best in late winter or early spring. She bought it because the shape of its main stem and branches was so beautiful.

She spent over five thousand yuan on this one pot. When her husband asked, she only said it cost six hundred. It wasn't that she was telling the truth and her husband would get angry, but if she really said it cost over five thousand, her husband would nag her endlessly.

People don't care how much money they spend on a fishing rod, but when it comes to buying a potted plant, they have something to say. Jiang Yiren was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so she changed the number.

Sure enough, upon hearing the price of six hundred, her husband retorted with a ridiculous statement: "It would be better to buy a big peach tree and plant it in the yard. In a few years, when you have two babies in your belly who can talk, and there's more food than we can eat, we can have Xiao Zishan pick some and take her two younger brothers to set up a stall to make money." Then he changed the subject.

"Right"

Seeing that Jiang Yiren didn't want to listen, Han Hui nodded.

For this couple, the number of song purchases is just a number; whether it's three million or five million is no longer important. They can pay attention to it after the sales revenue is split over the month. After thinking for a moment, Han Hui asked again, "Don't you want to know what people in the industry are saying after your husband directly broke ties with Rookie Music?"

"In no mood"

Jiang Yiren shook her head again.

These are no longer her main concerns. The main issue is that her husband isn't just a singer; he has several roles. If he doesn't want to collaborate with singers from emerging music companies, then so be it.

Just because they made those remarks, does Rookie Music dare to retaliate? If they really want to, the couple still have a lot of savings; they might as well just take it all out.

Moreover... she didn't believe her father really didn't care whether she and her husband lived or died.

"Don't you want to know what the fans think of your husband's cover of 'She'?!" Upon hearing this...

Jiang Yiren, who had been tending to her potted plants, paused slightly.

It's not that she's actually lost interest in how many copies of her husband's rendition of "Love Letter" or the song "She," which is an adaptation of her song "She."

After all, that's all money, and how could Jiang Yiren not be interested in matters concerning her own income?

You should know that one of her favorite things to do is to calculate how much money her husband's songs made on the first day of release, and how much they made the next day. This kind of calculation will continue for a long time.

Even on the last day before converting the songs to regular VIP songs, she still had to do the math, fearing that the iMusic platform, which had never before misappropriated song purchases, might suddenly start acting against its conscience.

She's more interested in calculating how much her husband earns from his songs than in calculating how much she earns from her own songs, because what's yours will always be yours, and her husband is like a windfall.

But this time is different.

The main problem is that her husband revised her novel "She" so much that she was worried she might be easily upset after reading it, given how harsh netizens can be these days.

Just like a short video she watched last night, it was nothing more than a female celebrity who wasn't famous finding a male singer who was never famous but kept singing because of his passion for it.

This woman had a few more romantic relationships than others.

One netizen commented, "This female celebrity should try anything if it's an extraordinary person." Another netizen's reply to this comment was even more scathing, directly saying, "A lover of the Classic of Mountains and Seas."

Some say that after so many years of unremitting efforts, this male singer has finally driven an eighth-hand luxury car.

The rest is self-evident. One commenter wrote, "The key question is, have they driven it yet?! It's good if they have, but I'm worried they haven't."

Another netizen commented, "It should be driven now. The eight previous owners still have the keys and will drive it occasionally."

......

These days, netizens' mouths are like they've been poisoned.

Others are immune to toxins and have reached an invincible level, but Jiang Yiren doesn't think she has reached that level yet. If she were to be attacked by netizens with their venomous words, she... is currently pregnant.

So she really didn't dare to look.

She could comfort herself by saying it was only natural that her husband was better than her, but netizens didn't care. After all, she was a queen of song, and if someone else sang a song she didn't sing well, they would have something to say.

Seeing that Jiang Yiren didn't speak, Han Hui thought she wanted to hear more! So she took out her phone and opened "She"... When she saw that the number of purchases had reached five million, Han Hui was amazed. Zhang You's songs are probably the most profitable music creators and singers in the music industry right now.

Before last year, any singer who broke one million sales in a single day would celebrate with champagne. But since this guy came along, it's embarrassing to even mention a million sales in a single day.

To some extent, this guy's appearance did indeed drive the development of the entire music scene, injecting new vitality into the aging music industry and giving it a new lease on life.

A netizen named "Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land" asked you, "Queen of Pop, aren't you ashamed?! What kind of garbage are you singing? And look at what your husband sings! Even though I'm not well-educated and can't understand English songs, I still think 'She' is a million times better than your 'Her'..."

I haven't finished reading this comment yet.

Han Hui saw Jiang Yiren grab a pair of scissors. She stood there, her eyes icy, pointing the scissors at Han Hui. Han Hui smiled and changed her tune, "Didn't you say you didn't care? You even said it was only natural that your husband was better than you. Why are you angry now?!"

"Can you see I'm angry?!"

Jiang Yiren asked back coldly.

(End of this chapter)