In a matter of seconds, Lu Qi'er lifted her eyes and looked at Fu Qinglun, her eyes filled with expectation. "Qinglun, 300 million dollars shouldn't be considered much to you right? I definitely need Lion to compose a few songs for me urgently. You'll continue to help me, right?"
Bei Chuan, "…"
Fu Qinglun gave Lu Qi'er a sidewards glance, but otherwise, he didn't have much of an expression on his handsome face. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Lu Qi'er stretched out her tiny hand and clutched Fu Qinglun's sleeve, widening her eyes and acting coquettishly with a pout appearing on her red lips. "Qinglun…"
Her voice was as sweet as honey.
Fu Qinglun raised his brow, he then looked towards Bei Chuan. "I'll pay the 300 million dollars that Lion has requested. However, I hope for his sake that he'll be worth the exorbitant price and compose songs that are more than exceptional."
