They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Zeng Yi thought for a moment: "I think there was a girl who was a singer there when I was performing at a bar in Shenzhen. I haven't been in touch with her for a long time."

Jiang Han's eyes lit up: "What's her name?"

"Linghua".

Zeng Yi answered quickly, showing that he was deeply impressed.

Jiang Han couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

"I promise to help you debut and release a song. Star Moon Media will do its best to create a hit song for you, but there is one condition."

Zeng Yile beamed: "Chairman Jiang, please tell me! I'm willing to do anything to get on stage!"

"Set off for Shenzhen immediately, find Linghua, and bring her back to the company."

Zeng Yi asked, puzzled, "You...know her?"

"I wouldn't say I know her; I've heard her sing by chance, but it's not important."

Jiang Han changed the subject: "Bring her along, and you two can form a group called Phoenix Trumpchi!"

"Is it possible?"

An opportunity to change your destiny and realize your dreams is before you.

Despite his doubts, Zeng Yi readily agreed.

He stood up to leave, but stopped at the door and turned around.

"Chairman Jiang, thank you!"

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for listening to me sing, and thank you for not saying I was dreaming!"

Jiang Han smiled and said, "Hurry back and get ready."

Zeng Yi opened the door and left, and the office became quiet again.

Jiang Han recalled the interviews he had seen in his previous life.

The reporter asked Linghua, "How did you meet Zeng Yi?"

Linghua said, "I went to Shenzhen to look for a job and auditioned at a nightclub where he worked."

After listening to my song, he said, "You should stay."

And so, the two of them worked together for more than twenty years.

From small dance halls in Shenzhen to the Spring Festival Gala stage.

From being unknown to being sung by people all over the country, everyone can now hum a few lines.

Shenzhen is such a big city, with so many nightclubs; Linghua may have already moved to another venue.

But Jiang Han had a gut feeling that he would eventually meet the right person.

The entertainment industry on Earth is significantly different from that on Earth; many former celebrities have changed in age and how they make their appearances.

The only constant is their talent.

They need a stage to showcase their abilities, and Jianghan happens to have that.

Next, he downloaded the "Little Dimples" demo he had finished the night before from his email to his local computer.

Package the lyrics and composition documents together and send them to the music division, asking them to produce the finished product within two days.

Although Xiao Xiao is a troublemaker, she has caused a lot of trouble for her circle of girlfriends.

But when it comes to getting paid to do something, Jiang Han is still very particular.

On the other side, at Yunqi Mountain Villa.

Shen Qingning slept fitfully all night. The high-intensity repetitive exercise, coupled with staying up late chatting last night, left her exhausted.

She didn't open her sleepy eyes until the blinding sunlight shone through the curtains.

Shen Qingning sat up, supporting herself on the edge of the bed, and looked down at her floral dress.

The hem of her skirt was slightly wrinkled, the neckline was askew to one side, and the shoulder straps had slipped down to her arm.

There was warm water on the bedside table, with a note placed on the glass.

Shen Qingning picked it up and saw that it was Xia Yutong's handwriting.

"Qingning, I have to go now. There's something to do at the law firm. There's porridge in the kitchen downstairs, and the rice cooker is keeping it warm. The housekeeper cooked it this morning."

Shen Qingning threw off the covers and got out of bed. Her knees buckled as she stepped onto the carpet, and she almost lost her balance.

She held onto the bedside table for a while to steady herself, and only slowly stood up after the soreness subsided.

She walked to the window and drew back the curtains. Sunlight streamed in, making her squint.

The lawn in the yard was neatly trimmed, and several sparrows hopped around on the grass.

A thin mist rose from the lake in the distance, making the mountains on the opposite shore appear and disappear.

The mornings at Yunqi Villa were quiet, just like Shen Qingning's inner world.

She put her phone back on the bedside table and went to the walk-in closet to find clothes.

Qiu Siyao's walk-in closet is not large, but it is very tidy.

On the left are the clothes I wear most often this season, all neatly hung up; on the right are pajamas and loungewear folded up in neat rows.

Shen Qingning took off the floral dress she had borrowed yesterday and changed into the clothes she had brought with her.

As she went downstairs, she held onto the handrail, her knees still felt weak, and her inner thighs ached slightly.

With every step I take, I can feel the traces left by yesterday.

Shen Qingning served the porridge, placed it on the dining table, and sat down.

Looking at the spacious living room, she was suddenly overwhelmed with indescribable emotions.

This is where Jiang Han, Qiu Siyao, and Lin Yaoyao live together.

They eat, watch TV, and chat here.

Now, the owner of the house is not here, and she is all alone, an outsider.

Shen Qingning put the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, washed them clean, and put them back in the cupboard.

She dried her hands and opened Jiang Han's chat window.

The note has been changed to "owner".

"I'm leaving."

A few minutes later, Jiang Han replied with an "Mm".

I didn't try to stop her, nor did I ask her when she would come again.

Change your shoes and open the door.

The morning air rushed in, carrying the scent of grass and dew.

Shen Qingning took a deep breath at the door, turned around, locked the door, and left.

About an hour and a half after she left, Lin Yaoyao appeared at the villa entrance, dragging her suitcase, looking travel-worn.

"Siyao, I'm home."

"Okay! I'll be back this afternoon."

Lin Yaoyao put away her phone and pressed her fingerprint on the door.

"Beep, lock unlocked, please come in!"

Without even packing her luggage or changing her shoes, she rolled up her sleeves and rushed inside.

The first floor was empty, and the second floor was also empty.

Lin Yaoyao arrived on the third floor, passed by the guest room, and noticed the messy bed.

"That bitch Shen Qingning, she's gone but she still smells disgusting! Disgusting!"

She walked through several bedrooms in turn, making sure all the uninvited guests had left.

"Siyao, Shen Qingning slept in the guest room last night. Yutong must have kept her alone and couldn't make a move during the night."

Qiu Siyao: "Yutong worked so hard! It's unfair that she had to keep watch all night."

Lin Yaoyao agreed: "Yes, it looks like she sleeps in the same bed as Shen Qingning..."

"I have to treat her to a meal and thank her handsomely!"

After putting down her phone, Lin Yaoyao returned to her bedroom and looked around carefully.

It looks alright; there are no signs of it being tampered with.

Next, we went to the master bedroom.

Two bath towels were piled up in the clothes basket by the door, along with Qiu Siyao's China Merchants Bank uniform and floral long skirt.

Lin Yaoyao picked it up and smelled it. The clothes smelled of sweat and the scent of shower gel from home.

"You bitch!"

Lin Yaoyao spat, confirming that this was indeed the battle robe.

Shen Qingning not only killed her but also humiliated her; she dressed up as a bank employee in Siyao's sister's work uniform to seduce her man.

Just thinking about it makes me so angry I could explode.

Lin Yaoyao came to the bedside and glanced at the trash can unintentionally.

Besides the crumpled napkins, there was also a pair of ripped stockings.

She covered her nose and pinched it.

Holy crap!

Even Lin Yaoyao, who was very knowledgeable, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Shen Qingning is truly shameless to the core, deliberately tearing an opening in that spot.

Which man could resist this level of seduction?

Lin Yaoyao's traditional virtues were ingrained in her genes. Since she had followed Jiang Han, she regarded him as the only man in her life.

If Jiang Han was having affairs, she considered it his skill.

But Lin Yaoyao could not tolerate deliberately provoking someone and using despicable means to give away AC.

Are you trying to bully us sisters because we're not sexy enough?