If I Could Start Over

Lin An'an felt that Xu Mo was deliberately making things difficult for her.

But for the moment, she couldn’t find any concrete evidence to prove it.

After a second thought,

she realized her voice had indeed been too soft earlier.

It was only natural that Xu Mo wouldn’t take her seriously.

So Lin An'an could only gaze at Xu Mo with pleading eyes before taking a deep breath and trying again, this time raising her voice slightly.

"Dad… Dad…"

It was just a tiny bit louder than before.

But to Xu Mo,

it still wasn’t good enough.

Xu Mo: -_-||

"If you don’t want to say it, then don’t. Your voice is as faint as a mosquito’s wings fluttering. If you won’t keep your promise, then don’t expect me to honor any future bets either."

After a pause, Xu Mo nodded solemnly and added, "Oh, and there won’t be any ‘future’ from now on."

Lin An'an’s face flushed crimson with embarrassment and anger, her delicate features twisting in fury. She was so mad she lost all composure.

"Dad… Dad… DAD!!!!!!"

She shouted at Xu Mo, completely disregarding her image as a revered diva.

Hands on her hips, she took a deep breath, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed. "Well? Happy now?"

Xu Mo smirked. "Not bad, good… daughter."

"Xu Mo, you jerk!!!" Lin An'an’s temper flared again, and she grabbed a small square cushion from the sofa, hurling it at him with all her might.

The full-force attack of the Heavenly Queen Lin—

was effortlessly caught by Xu Mo, who found it utterly harmless.

"You’ve seen my songwriting skills. Tell me, what kind of song do you want?"

The sudden shift in Xu Mo’s tone left Lin An'an momentarily confused.

Her anger hadn’t fully subsided yet.

The Heavenly Queen Lin sat down with a huff, glaring at Xu Mo.

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything," Xu Mo replied with a smile.

Just as Lin An'an was about to speak,

he cut in, adding,

"Any songs I give you, you can sing and distribute—profits split fifty-fifty. My wife handles the finances now, so as for me, just think of my songwriting as a way to earn some pocket money."

Lin An'an wasn’t too concerned about the profit split. What bothered her was that this jerk Xu Mo had once claimed he’d only write hit songs from now on!!!

That last song, Love Story of Yangcheng, was cunningly crafted—

tailored perfectly to public taste,

which was why it blew up overnight.

She, Lin An'an, refused to believe Xu Mo could pull off another miracle!

"Didn’t you say last time you’d only write hit songs?"

Lin An'an stared at Xu Mo with a mocking smile. The Heavenly Queen Lin had lost face before, and now she was determined to reclaim it!!

She was setting a trap, waiting for Xu Mo to step right into it.

If Xu Mo denied it now, there was still time—still time~

But in the next moment, to Lin An'an’s disbelief, Xu Mo stubbornly nodded.

"Yep!"

"Good!!! Very good!!!"

Lin An'an practically spat the words through gritted teeth.

Yet, deep down, she felt an inexplicable thrill of excitement!!!

Xu Mo, you’re done for!!

"If it’s a hit song, forget fifty-fifty—I’ll even take thirty percent! You get seventy!"

"Seventy-thirty? That’s too harsh on our friendship. Fifty-fifty is just fine."

"Heh… fine!"

Lin An'an let out a cold laugh, amused by her own sarcasm.

You like playing the big shot, huh, man?

Fine!!

I’ll let you have it!!!

"I want a love song with a touch of melancholy. The story is about a girl who sacrifices herself, letting the boy she likes be with another girl. You just need to write the lyrics—I’ll handle the melody. Can you do it?"

Ever since Xu Mo got married and became someone else’s husband,

Lin An'an had wanted to pour her sorrow into a song.

She’d written sad love songs before.

Some had even been hits.

But none had ever felt this raw and real!!!

Before, her inspiration had come from the failed relationships of her celebrity girlfriends.

This time, it was her own pain!!!

She already had a rough idea for the song—

the theme and direction were clear.

But the lyrics hadn’t fully come together yet.

Now, she was tossing the challenge to Xu Mo—the very person who’d driven her to write this heartbreak anthem!

Yes, the instigator of my sorrow!

Xu Mo raised an eyebrow, lost in thought.

Seeing him silent,

Lin An'an blinked playfully. "Can you do it?"

Xu Mo snapped out of his reverie and smiled. "Of course."

"Good!" Lin An'an grinned, her smile radiant.

She pulled out a ballpoint pen and a small notebook she always carried, handing them to him.

"Begin your performance!"

Xu Mo took them without looking up. "No other conditions?"

"Nope~" Lin An'an’s eyes curved into crescents, her smile dazzling.

"Oh." Xu Mo replied flatly.

Then, before Lin An'an’s eyes, words appeared on the paper:

-------------------- "Letting Go"

Lin An'an was taken aback.

This song title is so tricky.

She had thought the same thing before.

Just picking two characters should be enough.

But after racking her brains,

she still couldn’t figure out

which characters would make for a good title.

Then again,

naming is one thing,

while the content is another.

What truly matters is whether the content is substantial and meaningful.

Being good at naming alone is useless—

there are plenty of people online who can come up with catchy titles.

Lin An'an leaned her little head closer,

patiently watching as Xu Mo wrote down the lyrics on paper.

Xu Mo, just like with the previous song, seemed to be writing with divine inspiration.

But who could guarantee

whether this song would blow up like the first one?

What if it ended up getting a lukewarm response?

Wouldn’t that mean Xu Mo would lose the bet to her?

The next moment,

Lin An'an’s eyes widened—

not because of the lyrics Xu Mo was scribbling in his notebook.

That wasn’t important.

That wasn’t the point.

The point was… she had forgotten to set the terms of the bet with Xu Mo!!!!

Ugh, what a blunder!!!!!

Too hasty, too impulsive!!!!

So flighty and careless—no wonder she couldn’t achieve anything big.

She’d practically handed such a great man over on a silver platter.

So regretful, so bitter!!!!

If she could do it all over again,

she’d double down on the bet!

That first song, Love Story of Yangcheng, was just a fluke, mostly luck.

She refused to believe

Xu Mo’s luck would hold out forever!

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