Chapter 67 - Follow Up Check Up
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âYouâre paying them?â He Weiâs expression relaxed. He raised an eyebrow at Yun Xiangxiang.
Yun Xiangxiang: Aww o(â¯â¡â°)o
âIâll do my best to earn more money...â She groaned feebly.
Even though the endorsement fee she got from the top luxury brand was high, half of it was given to He Weiâs company. This was the difference between having an agency and not having one.
Her total assets were only 15 million yuan. That was including the remainder of the payment from âJustice and Selflessness.â
She had to pay two million yuan each to Ai Li and Song Qian. She also had to pay her team. There was also the twenty million yuan debt she had with He Wei.
She instantly felt that she was getting poorer the longer she was in the industry.
âJunior...â Xue Yu cocked his eye at Yun Xiangxiang while pointing at Ai Li and Song Qian
She mulled over it for a while before saying to Ai Li, âAi Li, if you want to know someone that wants to settle down and will not bring any troubles, introduce one to my senior. Donât worry, heâs different from me. Heâs really rich!â
Yun Xiangxiang didnât want to trouble Song Qian. Li Ai was different. She wasnât a member of the Song Family. They must have friends that in this circle. However, this kind of person existed in a circle that Yun Xiangxiang and the others couldnât reach.
âOkay, Iâll contact someone for you,â Ai Li agreed to it.
âJunior, Iâll be having a concert next month. How does being my special guest sound?â Xue Yu immediately returned the favor.
Xue Yu was an awesome person who expanded his career in both the film and music industries. He sang especially well. It was difficult to get even one ticket for his concerts. A lot of media would follow it too. Being his special guest would attract a lot of attention.
âSounds good. Give me a heads up about what I should do during that time,â Yun Xiangxiang accepted his invitation.
âHowâs your singing? It would be best if you can perform a duet with me onstage.â Xue Yu asked at once
âI donât know either...â Yun Xiangxiang didnât have singing talent during her previous life. However, she couldnât be sure in this life. She didnât remember singing much.
âSing a verse or two then,â Xue Yu requested.
Everyone suddenly looked at her. Yun Xiangxiang didnât feel nervous. She thought for a while before singing Xue Yuâs song.
Beauteous angel that fell from grace
No one could see through her arabesque [1]
There is no judgment too harsh to overcome
She will fade to none
In the stage that was stained with her blood and tears
...
Yun Xiangxiangâs voice was ethereally clear; free of any impurities. Besides, the voice she heard was the one that rang from her bones. It was different for other people who listened to her. She looked at them with trepidation after she finished, âHow was it...?â
âBeautiful. Sister sang beautifully,â Yun Lin applauded first.
âIt was infectious.â Song Qian agreed.
âHow did you know how to sing âBlack Swanâs Poem...â This song was one of those who made a name for Xue Yu when he was just starting out.
It had been many years. At that time, he only wanted to be a singer. However, nobody wanted him. After he entered Huan Yu Century Entertainment and became He Weiâs actor, he said to him that only those who were strong enough had the right to pursue their dreams.
He Wei weeded out all his pricks and made him into an all-rounded person. Everyone thought that he started out as an actor before branching into the music industry, but that was far from the truth.
He saw the girl turning around and around on the tip of her leg round and round. It was like a wooden drill that worked on full power to drill a hole through the floor no matter how much blood was shed or how painful it was.
The melody that was solemn and melancholic had something added to it when Yun Xiangxiang sung it. It was like a light that seeped through the darkness. It broke through the gloominess, as if all the pain was for the welcoming of a new dawn that was full of hope and energy.
âBoth of you can perform a duet with this song then.â
He Wei also had this feeling when he heard it. He thought that it would grab everyoneâs attention if Yun Xiangxiang remastered the song.
âJunior, do you want to sing? Your senior can compose it for you,â asked Xue Yu.
Yun Xiangxiang shook her head, âA profession needs to be tackled specifically. It doesnât matter if I have the talent or not. I wonât have the passion for it if I donât have the heart for it, let alone being serious about it. Besides, I havenât even made a name for myself in the film industry. Itâs best if I donât bite off more than I can chew.â
âYour juniorâs better than you.â He Wei dealt a merciless blow to Xue Yu after he heard that.
Xue Yu: ...
He was now an adopted child!
How could they be compared?
It was obvious that Yun Xiangxiang preferred acting more. On the other hand, he had always liked singing since her was little. Songs were his true love. He went into acting because he had to face reality and was serious about it just because it was his job.
âXiangxiang, meals are ready.â Coco who was busy in the kitchen called out.
Everyone immediately went to wash their hands. It was fortunate that her homeâs dining hall wasnât small and could accommodate all of them.
He Wei briefed Yun Xiangxiang about her shooting for MonRoeâs publicity photo the day after tomorrow after they had their meal. He talked to her about the arrangements after that before leaving with Xue Yu, Coco and the others. Coco and Wang Yong cleaned the kitchen and the house.
Yun Xiangxiang was exhausted for quite some days now. She showered and went to bed after accompanying Yun Lin while he did his homework.
She accompanied Song Qian to send Yun Lin to school early in the morning the next day. Then, Song Qian sent her to meet Song Mian.
The car ride went for more than two hours. The closer they got, the fewer people there were. Yun Xiangxiang saw Song Qian brandishing an ID when they went past a guard. It took ten more minutes to reach the place after that point.
It was a spiraling path that went up the mountain. The scenery along the path was beautiful.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The car stopped in front of a gigantic steel door that looked quaint. She discovered that they were all ancient buildings when she peered through the car window.
âThis is...â Yun Xiangxiang already had a guess.
âThe Song Familyâs manor.â Song Qian lowered her voice and said to Yun Xiangxiang. âThis is not our hometown. That would be at Suzhou. However, the young master and master live here.â
âPlease follow me, Miss Yun.â Song Yao was waiting for her by the entrance himself.
Yun Xiangxiang got out of the car silently and followed Song Yao who smiled lovingly inside.
The endless pavilions; the meandering corridors; the mansion reflected in the water; the bridge on the sparkling waves.
Every tree; every plant; every flower; every blade of grass was delicate and elegant.
It looked even more realistic than a filming venue in her previous life that had ancient times as the theme. Being here herself gave her a feeling that she had traveled through time.
Song Mian was waiting for her at the entrance of an antique drugstore. He was wearing a light grayish cyan long robe that had a delicate pattern embroidered with golden silk.
His slender body stood upright with picturesque brows. It resembled a deity that lived in the drawings.
Standing behind him was a magnificent Chinese cornice, while elegant emerald bamboos lined up beside him.
His figure was as sturdy as a pine tree and as looming as a mountain.
He had a mysterious aura that belonged to nobles, seemingly like the spirit of a young noble that was lost in this era.
âAre...Arenât I here for a check up?â She always thought that she would have to go to the hospital.
âIâll do the checkup for you.â Song Mianâs lips curved into a smile. His purplish-black eyes rippled.
Song Mian didnât use any equipment. He only took her pulse and that was it.
âThatâs it?â it was completely different from what she had in mind. She thought that she would be tortured by all kinds of equipment for a whole day!