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When Li Huairou woke up again, it was noon of the next day. When she didn’t see Ji Yingze, she frowned and then saw Sister Chen.

 

“Are you awake? Do you have a headache?” Sister Chen asked with concern.

 

“Where’s my brother?” Li Huairou asked. “Didn’t I ask him not to leave?”

 

“President Ji and the madam are here. They are lecturing your brother outside.” Sister Chen smiled. “The company discussed the incident last night. At this time, we can’t offend Lantai. Besides, the compensation provided by Lantai this time is good. The ending of the New Year’s Eve party will be yours. You’ll be able to choose any of Lantai’s programs. The role of the third female lead. Although it is the third female lead, she’s set up well, and she’s on the star drama blah blah blah…”

 

Chen Lan, thinking that Li Huairou had always wanted to act, was afraid that this spoiled lady would be unhappy. After picking and choosing, either because the production team was not good or because the role was too small, she’d tried her best to win this role for her.

 

“I don’t want to act. Acting is so hard. I’ll just sing. Tell Lantai that I want the ending song,” Li Huairou said.

 

Chen Lan was stunned for a while. “Huh?”

 

“I said, I don’t want to act anymore. Acting’s so hard, so I’ll just sing,” Li Huairou said again patiently.

 

“Rourou is right! What’s so good about acting? It’s hard work. Let me tell you, don’t be a star at all. Come back and inherit the family business. Do you want to do real estate? Or a hotel? You can choose whatever you want.” The door opened and Ji Rushan and his wife Wen Wanlan walked in. It was Wen Wanlan who’d spoken. “When your mom sees you like this, it hurts to death! Those around you are useless people, and your useless brother can’t even take care of you!”

 

Chen Lan stood up embarrassedly and made space. She was also one of those “useless people”.

 

“Rourou, your mother’s right. Listen to your parents—let’s not be a star, okay? Dad is reluctant to see you suffer like this!” Ji Rushan took Li Huairou’s other hand in distress. He and Li Huairou’s father had been good friends for many years. He’d promised his good friend that he would take good care of Rourou, but consequently, she’d been injured right under his nose. He was heartbroken.

 

Li Huairou looked at Ji Yingze’s blushing face and knew that Ji Rushan must have hit him. “Dad, I’m fine. It’s because I’m not good, too pampered and headstrong, and I just had to drag my brother to this show. I won’t do it in the future. From now on, I’ll just sing honestly and pick up some simple variety shows. If it’s too hard, I won’t go.”

 

Had the original owner’s brain fallen out of her head?

 

Having these unique conditions, how come she didn’t know how to enjoy them?! There was a genius producer brother to escort her, and the agency was run by her family and only supported her. Wasn’t it good to be a little princess in peace? Why should you care about the sour words of those sour chickens? In order to prove herself, she’d rushed to participate in those competitive programs, perfectly exposed all her shortcomings, and almost died!

 

Ji Rushan sighed, “I really can’t do anything about you.”

 

Over there, Chen Lan hurriedly seized the time to report to Ji Rushan, and Ji Rushan nodded. “You can handle the company’s affairs. There’s only one point: as long as Rourou is happy. Don’t go to such a dangerous show in the future.”

 

Chen Lan nodded. “Okay.”

 

Wen Wanlan took Li Huairou’s hand and asked her questions in concern.

 

Only Ji Yingze was left standing silently. Since he was a child, he was not good at words. Without Li Huairou’s ability to speak, his presence was not strong. To be honest, he didn’t really like Li Huairou very much, and he couldn’t understand why his parents had asked him to take care of his sister since he was a child. When he grew up, because Li Huairou wanted to be a star, he was forced to write songs in a style he didn’t like, and he also had to take her to participate in various shows, and he couldn’t even create in peace of mind.

 

But just last night, he had a dream in a daze. Dreaming of something that had been dusty for a long time, he finally understood the reason.

 

It turned out that Li Huairou’s parents had been in a car accident to save him. That year, his parents had been busy with work and didn’t have time to take him to play. Li Huairou’s parents took Huairou and him to the amusement park to play. As a result, he’d willfully crossed the road to buy balloons. Li Huairou’s parents had been hit by an out-of-control truck in order to save him.

 

At that time, he’d suffered a great shock and almost closed himself off.

 

Later, his parents had found a psychiatrist and hypnotized him, which made him forget about this past and gradually return to normal.

 

Ji Yingze felt extremely guilty, so after his father slapped him, he didn’t feel sad or angry. Instead, he felt that this slap was what he deserved. After he’d killed Huairou’s parents, he’d almost killed Huairou.

 

At this time, he no longer had any impatience with Li Huairou. As long as Huairou was happy, he could do anything.

 

Li Huairou couldn’t stand it anymore. “Brother, go and ask the doctor if I can eat? I’m a little hungry.”

 

Ji Yingze hurried out to find the doctor.

 

Li Huairou took Wen Wanlan’s hand. “Mom, my brother didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t keep accusing him, he already has a dull temper, and he’s almost autistic.”

 

Wen Wanlan looked at her precious daughter, heartbroken. How could her family’s Rourou be so sensible! “Okay, mom won’t accuse him anymore.”

 

But if Yingze had always had this attitude towards Rourou, she had to think about whether she should let Yingze know what had happened back then. She always knew that Yingze always felt that the couple were too partial to Rourou, but he didn’t know that this was what the Ji family owed Rourou, and it would be unclear in this life.

 

Over there, after Ji Yingze asked the doctor, he came back immediately. “The doctor said that you can eat something, but you can’t eat spicy or irritating things, so don’t think about crayfish. Why don’t you drink porridge? How about seafood porridge?”

 

Li Huairou shook her head. “No, I feel sick and vomit just thinking about it. I want to eat fried chicken, cola, or milk tea.”

 

Ji Yingze was stunned. The doctor hadn’t seemed to mention these just now, right? “I’m going to ask the doctor.”

 

Then he ran away again.

 

Wen Wanlan sighed helplessly. Her stupid son was hopeless. How could these things be given to patients?

 

But no one could bear to let Li Huairou be wronged, so they had to buy it.

 

But as for the fried chicken and milk tea, Li Huairou spit it all out after only one bite.

 

The distressed tears of the three Ji family members came out.

 

Chen Lan was amazed to see this. It was common for President Ji and the madam, but why did Ji Yingze follow along too? She, a bystander, knew very well that Ji Yingze used to be impatient with Li Huairou and was superficially close to her, but now, that man with silent tears and a distressed face, was he really Ji Yingze?

 

Was it Li Huairou or Ji Yingze who’d suffered brain damage?

 

For the time being, Li Huairou peacefully stayed in the ward, leaving the outside affairs to Sister Chen.

 

Ji Yingze came every day. He didn’t know what was going on, but his inspiration suddenly exploded, and he wrote many good songs. Together with his previous favorite songs, he took them all out and gave them to Li Huairou to listen to. “I think these songs are suitable for you. Listen to them—do you like them? If you like them, they’ll be included in your next new album.” 

 

Except for her beautiful appearance and the fact that her voice was not bad, there was nothing else exceptional about the original owner. Ji Yingze had always disliked her lack of appreciation. When writing songs for her, he was also a little perfunctory. He would never give his masterpiece for Li Huairou to sing.

 

But now, he’d even taken the things at the bottom of the box out.

 

Li Huairou listened to them, one by one. Even if she didn’t understand the music, she knew that every song in it was a classic.

 

“Brother, I like this song, but although the tune is obviously very cheerful, how come I hear sadness?” Li Huairou suddenly said.

 

Ji Yingze leaned over to take a look. He’d composed this song after remembering his childhood. He was a little silent, and then he touched Li Huairou’s hair. “But this song is not your style, so I’ll change it. Listen to this. You must like it.” But he didn’t explain anything. He didn’t know how to say this. Their parents had kept it from them for so many years, probably because they didn’t know what to say!

 

Just as he was talking, Chen Lan came in in a hurry. “Oh god, ​​I’m exhausted. Is there any water?”

 

Ji Yingze handed over a bottle of mineral water, and Chen Lan took it and drank it all.

 

“Do you feel better today? A lot of people want to see you, so I did it for you. About the ending song you mentioned, Lantai has replied. Regardless of the ending song and theme song, they’ll give it to you. But the other party hopes that these and several other songs will be produced by Yingze…” Chen Lan hadn’t finished speaking.

 

Ji Yingze nodded. “Alright, I’m fine, but we have to wait until Rourou recovers. It’s better to have the other party send me the script, and I’ll see the plot.”

 

Chen Lan had prepared to persuade Ji Yingze; she did not expect the other party to agree so readily, and she nodded. “Fine. For Huairou’s next work arrangement, I also helped you push the previous variety shows. You only need to recover well. But, if it is convenient, send a Weibo message to report that you are safe. Your fans are all worried, and there was a sea of tears.”

 

“Okay.” Li Huairou took out her cellphone and was about to take a selfie. She suddenly remembered something, and she beckoned, “Brother, come here, let’s take a photo together.”

 

Ji Yingze had no choice but to come over.

 

Click.

 

Li Huairou looked at her phone, added a cute filter, and then opened Weibo, but the phone almost stopped working for a moment. Li Huairou wrote a paragraph of text: “I’m fine, I’m choosing songs for the new album, don’t worry!” Then she added the photo from just now, clicked send, and then quickly quit.

 

Ji Yingze also took out his cellphone. Logging into Weibo, he liked and forwarded Li Huairou’s post from just now.

 

Li Huairou’s post had comforted her fans very well. Li Huairou was fine, and she was still preparing for a new album. The producer of the new album was Ji Yingze again. Ji Yingze was the producer, so the quality was guaranteed. Fans could rest assured—it was just like Chinese New Year.

 

Over there, Liang Tian also saw the Weibo post and frowned slightly. Ji Yingze had a job.

 

In the past, he’d also helped people write songs and produce albums, but since Li Huairou’s debut, he had become Li Huairou’s personal exclusive producer. Anyone who wanted to invite him to make a song had to line up. He’d also sent an invitation to cooperate with Ji Yingze, but gotten no response so far.

 

He didn’t have much time, and he didn’t want to wait any longer. No matter whether what he saw or thought was true, he has to give it a try.

 

“Hey, Xinyue, can you help me contact Ji Yingze?”

 

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