They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Four women, each in a different place, are listening to the same song.

Qiu Siyao spoke first: "Isn't my boyfriend amazing?"

Xia Yutong had to admit that Jiang Han's singing was indeed very good:

"I was shocked when I first heard it. If he had this ability, why didn't he do it sooner?"

Lin Yaoyao didn't speak; she was thinking seriously, after all, finding the father of her child was a very serious matter.

Let's wait for the song's official release and see how the market reacts.

Everyone has different aesthetic standards, and these sisters may have projected too much personal emotion onto the issue.

Excellent culture is what the people enjoy and appreciate!

If the song becomes a hit, it means that Jiang Han has passed the IQ test.

Having made up her mind, Lin Yaoyao asked in the group chat, "When will the song be released?"

Xia Yutong replied that she didn't know and that they should wait until the TV series aired.

The three women chatted animatedly, one after another, while Shen Qingning remained silent.

She can't.

Jiang Han's voice was playing on a loop on my phone, so familiar yet so strange.

The repetitive chorus, like a whip, struck her soul with each line.

Jiang Han wanted to forget, but she couldn't...

Shen Qingning cried so hard she could hardly breathe; her makeup was ruined and her eyes were swollen.

At this moment, she finally realized just how profound the hurt Jiang Han had suffered was.

His outburst on the night of the breakup was utterly insignificant compared to his pain.

If love has an expiration date, Supreme Treasure hopes it will be ten thousand years.

If it could make up for the mistakes she made, Shen Qingning would be willing to pay the price ten thousand times.

At the same time, Jiang Han no longer seemed so scumbag in Xia Yutong's eyes.

Those who are involved in art should be called romantic!

She chatted with the two sisters for a long time, but Shen Qingning didn't reply to her messages.

"Qingning, what's your opinion on the song your ex-boyfriend sang?"

After a while, the word "Nice to listen to" finally popped up in the group chat.

Xia Yutong: "There are two more songs, anyone want to listen?"

Lin Yaoyao quickly sent a raised hand emoji.

Shen Qingning simply said thank you.

The words "ex-boyfriend" on the screen deeply stung her.

Why do we not cherish what we have when we have it, and only regret it after we lose it?

Shen Qingning numbly opened the newly received audio files: "Love Through Lifetimes" and "Favoritism".

"Having love but not knowing how to embrace it, I missed out on my true love..."

"My love for you makes even the pain pleasurable..."

Two lines of lyrics from the two songs perfectly encapsulate Jiang Han's dedication in this relationship.

"Oh right, the first song is the ending theme song," Xia Yutong added.

Shen Qingning stared blankly at the message, becoming even more convinced that the three songs were a true reflection of Jiang Han's journey from love to letting go.

She could have been the object of affection, but she ended up becoming the ex-girlfriend because of her own actions.

Tears, mixed with feelings of regret, remorse, and self-blame, streamed down her face once more.

Shen Qingning lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, sobbing uncontrollably.

……

Jiang Han was unaware that his girlfriends' group was in turmoil because of his song.

He was in the company's designated smoking area, chatting with a few young men.

"Liqun is the best!"

"Furongwang cigarettes are still the most potent!"

"I'm used to Yuxi."

No one knew that the man smoking next to them was the future boss.

Jiang Han raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"What do you guys think about the boss changing people?" he asked curiously.

The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses gave a wry smile.

"What thoughts could we low-level employees possibly have? As long as the pay is high, we're good bosses."

"Yeah, I'd call him 'Dad' if his performance doubled."

Jiang Han stubbed out his cigarette, offered a few simple words of agreement, and then turned and left.

You honest, hardworking folks will have your chance to call me "Dad" someday...

When he returned to the recording studio, Xia Yutong was still sitting in front of the mixing console, looking dazed.

"Hey!"

Jiang Han quietly approached and suddenly patted her on the shoulder, startling her.

Xia Yutong turned around and saw the person who came in, muttering under her breath, "Annoying."

Her curiosity about Jianghan grew increasingly uncontrollable.

"By the way, why did you give a song to someone else to sing?" Xia Yutong asked, expressing her doubts.

"We couldn't find suitable people for the other two songs."

Xia Yutong was quite surprised by his answer: "You're not going to sing?"

Jiang Han didn't take it to heart: "Compared to celebrities who appear in the public eye, I'd rather quietly act as a behind-the-scenes investor."

Others want to become famous so they can make money from that fame.

Now that they're bosses, who's going to personally go to promotional events?

Xia Yutong remained silent for a moment, then caught the key information in the words.

Do you think Mao Buyi will become famous in the future?

Jiang Han countered, "What do you think?"

"Well, he sings really well, but he doesn't really have the look of a star."

Xia Yutong phrased it tactfully, but Jiang Han understood her thoughts.

Compared to popular celebrities, Mao Buyi is not tall, has an unremarkable appearance, and is even more introverted.

But the entertainment industry is never short of handsome men; what it lacks is creative ability.

Jiang Han suddenly had a brilliant idea: "How about we make a bet?"

Xia Yutong pursed her lips: "What are we betting on?"

"I bet Mao Buyi will become famous. If you win, I'll write a song for you, how about that?"

"Yay!"

Xia Yutong happily waved her two little fists: "You won!"

Jiang Han smiled and looked the girl up and down, his eyes seeming to want to see right through her.

"Don't do anything reckless! I won't risk my life for a bet!" Xia Yutong said warily, clutching her chest.

"A song can't compare to you! I'm not bullying anyone!"

"So... what do you want?"

The fishing operation in Jianghan was successful; the true intentions were revealed.

He pointed to the area under the table.

"If Mao Buyi becomes famous, let me see your..."

Xia Yutong wasn't stupid; she immediately understood Jiang Han's meaning and subconsciously curled her toes.

Why does he always think about his own feet?

Is it because your breasts aren't big enough or your legs aren't straight enough?

Xia Yutong thought about it and felt that the bet was worthwhile.

We usually go barefoot when we go swimming or doing similar activities...

If Jiang Han's song maintains the same level of quality, the copyright to the lyrics and music alone would be worth a lot of money.

With this in mind, Xia Yutong nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I promise!"

"make a deal!"

The two sides shook hands and reached a gentleman's agreement.

Jianghan's library of Chinese music is vast and profound; you can choose and create whatever you want.

Xia Yutong's bottom line keeps getting lower and lower.

It's not unreasonable to look at it first and then touch it, is it?

……

Soon, it was noon.

Xia Yutong received a notification that the due diligence team was to hold a meeting.

Jiang Han, meanwhile, was alone in the recording studio studying music arrangement.

His university-level musical knowledge was gradually awakened, and he began to grasp the basics.

They can sit for hours at a time.

By the time the four-person arrangement team returned after their break, Jiang Han was already able to operate the digital audio workstation on his own.

Tingting and A-Jie stood behind him, not at all surprised.

In their view, Jiang Han wasn't incapable, but rather didn't need to do it himself.

"Gurgle...gurgle..." My stomach protested.

He was so engrossed in his research that he forgot to eat.

At that moment, the phone started buzzing in my pocket.

The message sent by Shen Qingning.

She used the pretext of introducing Jiang Han to Xingyue to re-add his contact information.

"I've made some black chicken soup, and I'm keeping it warm in the pot, waiting for you!"