All in agreement.
Bai Lian might or might not continue composing, Xinjie doesn't know, she plans to find time to ask.
She knows Bai Lian loves to learn, but for the gift of songwriting, Xinjie doesn't want her to waste it.
She opens Yan Lu's Weibo, and the followers had grown to four million, from morning till night, all major video platforms and media had been looping Yan Lu's songs.
Time Media urgently called Xinjie back to amend the contract, and she felt tears welling up in her eyes—
After so many years in the circle, Yan Lu had finally made it.
**
Xiangcheng Hospital.
"There's nothing else showing up on the film and the CBC." The doctor prescribed some medicine to Xu En.
"No other problems?" Ji Mulan stood to one side, frowning, "But he's been having frequent headaches recently."
