Regarding this matter, Lin An'an really wanted to shout it out loud.
It was Xu Mo.
It was Xu Mo.
The song was written by Xu Mo.
The melody wasn’t my idea, and I certainly didn’t compose it.
But Lin An'an didn’t do it.
Because before coming here,
Xu Mo had already warned her.
Who released the song?
Xu Mo didn’t care.
Nor did he care about fame.
All he wanted was money for chicken legs.
After all, exposing his talent for songwriting
would only bring endless trouble later.
It was clearly not his field of expertise.
But if it were Lin An'an instead,
it’d be a perfect fit.
Professional alignment.
No mistake there.
On this side,
everyone was already in position.
The recording session in the studio officially began.
Xu Mo also stopped all his movements,
quietly standing by as a background presence.
The recording went smoothly.
Aside from everyone being professionals,
Lin An'an’s coordination was also seamless.
With everyone’s focus sharp,
no mistakes were made.
They worked from noon until around four in the afternoon
before finally wrapping up.
Lin An'an followed the same routine, smiling as she handed Xu Mo a freshly pressed copy of the "Let Go" record.
Still warm.
Best enjoyed hot.
Once the song blew up,
this would become a highly collectible item.
If paired with Lin An'an’s autograph,
a single record could sell for over a million!!!!
With a bit of hype, reaching tens of millions wasn’t impossible.
For a massively popular song, some might even pay tens of millions.
Of course,
this only applied to the first pressing of a breakout hit.
Otherwise, no one would be foolish enough to pay that much.
Xu Mo chuckled. "Can I refuse?"
The record was genuinely useless to him.
First, he wasn’t a fan.
Second, he wasn’t short on money.
Well, maybe a little—just enough for chicken legs.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have written songs for Lin An'an in the first place.
On one hand, it was because of that incident with the "Crooked-Mouth Dragon King."
On the other hand... well, he needed money.
Short and sweet.
Fitting description.
"Nope!" Lin An'an giggled, leaving Xu Mo no room for refusal.
Xu Mo gave a wry smile before reluctantly tucking the record away, half-displeased, half-resigned.
The sound engineers and mixers watching this scene were practically green with envy.
If he didn’t want it,
he could’ve just given it to them!!!!
They’d have gladly accepted.
Oh, what’s that?
Why not just make copies themselves and resell them?
Well, the record Lin An'an handed out as the original artist
was the only one with real value.
Fakes could pass as genuine,
but if the company found out,
they’d be packing their bags and getting fired.
That was the harsh reality.
Besides, they wouldn’t trade long-term gains
for short-term profits.
Working for Lin An'an was already a sweet deal—
high salary, great environment.
Even if they left later,
they could still boast about their experience there.
Plenty of rival companies would be eager to hire them.
It was a mark of recognition—proof of skill and prior work environment.
"An’jie, everything’s ready. Are you releasing the song now?"
The female assistant approached Lin An'an and asked softly.
Lin An'an nodded. "Release it."
The assistant steeled herself and reminded her boss again.
"An’jie, maybe reconsider? For you and the song itself, going viral isn’t hard, but I want to maximize profits. Take yesterday’s 'Yangcheng Love Story,' for example—if you’d handed it to me, I could’ve made it earn way more."
She wasn’t wrong.
Nor was she questioning her boss’s judgment.
She just wanted to maximize the company’s profits!
Of course,
if Lin An'an still insisted,
the assistant would carry it out without hesitation!
"Hmm?" Lin An'an paused, then laughed. "I almost forgot—'Yangcheng Love Story' is under our management now. You can go all out with the promotion. I’ve already discussed it with the... singer."
As she spoke,
Lin An'an’s gaze unconsciously drifted toward Xu Mo.
But this tiny detail went unnoticed by everyone present.
The assistant’s face lit up. "Perfect! This is absolutely perfect—a double win! You can leave it all to me! I won’t let you down. 'Yangcheng Love Story' hasn’t even been viral for two days, but I’ll squeeze every last drop of value out of it. Every. Single. Drop."
The lingering sound engineers were once again stunned into silence.
"Holy crap??? An’jie, that overnight hit 'Yangcheng Love Story' is actually ours?"
"This is insane—the mastermind was right under our noses!"
"Boss, where’s the original songwriter? Ugh... I won’t lie, I used to work in Yangcheng, and this song hit me right in the feels. I *have* to meet the genius behind it."
They were professionals.
The song itself wasn’t high art,
but its emotional resonance was undeniable.
The mix of Cantonese and Mandarin lyrics
gave it a unique flavor,
making anyone who’d struggled in that city—or was still there—
feel an instant, unforced familiarity.
Like going there
and being called "handsome" right off the bat.
Even if you weren’t the type to get carried away,
in that moment, you couldn’t help but float a little.
Right, handsome?
Hey there, cuties~
Lin An'an stifled a laugh. The mastermind they were looking for was right in front of them.
Of course,
she wasn’t about to expose Xu Mo.
"He’s... a bit shy. I’ll introduce him to everyone properly once he comes to the company," Lin An'an said playfully.
Then, almost teasingly,
she turned to Xu Mo and added,
"Right, Young Master Xu?"
Xu Mo’s lips twitched slightly.
This diva was really pushing her luck.
Provoking him again and again.
Clearly, she hadn’t experienced true terror.
He wondered if she’d still be this cheeky afterward.
The thought flickered through his mind and vanished just as quickly.
"Indeed. Such a person is rare—unparalleled, one of a kind," Xu Mo replied with a smile.
If Lin An'an wanted to play,
he’d humor her.
Hmm.
Praising himself.
Feels good.
Lin An'an’s eye twitched.
The sound engineers, now intrigued,
never expected Xu Mo to know the singer.
Eager for answers, they pressed for details,
but Lin An'an cut them off.
"Alright, alright, it’s not quitting time yet. Everyone, back to your stations."
Once the crowd dispersed,
Lin An'an rolled her eyes dramatically and pouted.
"Young Master Xu, you really love tooting your own horn."
Xu Mo smirked, unfazed.
"Don’t call me 'Young Master Xu'—it’s too formal."
Lin An'an’s cheeks flushed faintly as she muttered,
"Then... what should I call you?"
"How about 'hubby'?" Xu Mo teased.
Lin An'an's face flushed even redder as she spat out in annoyance, "Ugh, you're already married—how shameless!"
Her heartbeat suddenly quickened.
A strange, restless heat inexplicably rose within her.
What the heck was going on????????
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