He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

"Chen Hao..." Lin Caiwei took a breath, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, her voice carrying a hint of sincere gratitude.

"Thank you. Really, I'm so grateful. This song... it's really good. I never thought you'd be willing to sing it for me."

"You're welcome." Chen Hao seemed to chuckle on the other end of the phone, his voice softening.

"It's just a song, and it's good that it suits you to sing."

"This is not just 'a song'," Lin Caiwei said seriously.

"However, the version I uploaded was more in line with my personal expression in terms of arrangement and vocals. It had a mix of narrative folk and a touch of rock, making it a bit 'heavy' and more emotionally expressive and melancholic."

"Your voice is clear and clean, and your singing style is delicate and gentle, which is a typical 'pure' style."

"Although I can handle it, I always feel that the original arrangement did not fully highlight your vocal characteristics, and even 'suppressed' them a bit."

"If you sing it exactly like that version, it might be... a bit of a waste of your voice."

Lin Caiwei's heart skipped a beat when she heard Chen Hao's analysis.

He's not only willing to give me a song, he's even thought about the issue of style compatibility.

Moreover, the analysis was very logical and hit the nail on the head.

She had listened to the original version herself and genuinely liked the song's core elements (lyrics and music).

However, I also vaguely feel that there is a need to reconcile the arrangement style with my public image and usual singing style, but I haven't had time to think about it in detail yet.

"So," Chen Hao's voice continued, with a reassuring calmness, "I plan to re-arrange the music based on your timbre and singing habits."

The melody and lyrics remain the same, but adjustments are made to the instrumentation, harmonic arrangement, and rhythmic details to better suit you and complement your voice, maximizing the song's emotional impact.

Re-arranged!

Lin Caiwei was truly speechless.

The authorization to perform was already surprising and touching, but he even offered to rearrange the music himself?

Arranging music is no easy task; it requires just as much effort as creating a new melody.

Why did he go to such lengths?

Just because she is Sisi's mother?

"You...you're going to rearrange the music for me?" Lin Caiwei's voice was filled with even greater surprise and deeper emotion.

"That's too much trouble for you. Actually, the company has arrangers; I can take it back and have them..."

"No trouble at all," Chen Hao interrupted her, his tone casual.

"I know best where to adjust the songs I wrote myself, and how to adjust them to best preserve the original flavor while also suiting you."

I don't trust leaving it to someone else, and it might take more time to communicate with them.

I had to take care of Sisi anyway, so I just did it.

"I just did it on a whim..." Lin Caiwei murmured, repeating herself, her feelings complicated.

How many other aspects of this man are unknown to her?

And judging from his tone, arranging music seemed as easy for him as cooking a bowl of noodles.

"Chen Hao, really... thank you for your hard work."

All my words, in the end, boil down to a single sentence filled with apology and sincere gratitude.

She originally only regarded him as a temporary childcare tool, and even deep down she still had a lingering sense of estrangement and distance from him, the creator of this "accident".

But at this moment, these emotions were somewhat softened by his successive generosity and thoughtfulness.

"I already said there's no need to be polite." Chen Hao seemed unwilling to dwell on the topic any longer and instead asked,

When do you plan to need it?

"Huh?" Lin Caiwei snapped out of her reverie.

"My tour... After this show in Tianjin, I'll go to Qingdao tomorrow. I'll first participate in a few TV programs, and then I'll hold a concert in Qingdao three days later."

If we can get the adapted version before the Naqin Island concert, that would be ideal, but if there's really no time, that's fine too.

"Okay," Chen Hao said almost without thinking, "I'll get it done tonight and send it to you tomorrow morning."

"Tonight?!" Lin Caiwei exclaimed again.

"So fast? Chen Hao, arranging music is not a simple matter; it requires careful refinement. One night... that's too rushed. Can you guarantee the quality?"

"Don't force yourself to rush things; your health is important too." She couldn't help but remind him, even with a hint of concern she herself wasn't aware of.

She had seen musicians in the company spend days or even weeks revising and working on a single arrangement detail.

A relaxed laugh came from the other end of the phone:

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't do anything half-hearted, and I won't let you down. Trust me."

He spoke the word "believe" calmly, yet it possessed a strangely convincing power.

Lin Caiwei opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't utter a word of doubt.

This man seems shrouded in mystery; just when you think you've figured him out, he reveals an even more surprising side.

"...Okay, then don't overwork yourself." That was all Lin Caiwei could say in the end.

"Okay. I'll let Sisi talk to you then. I'm going to prepare dinner." Chen Hao said, seemingly moving the phone further away, his voice gentle as he called out.

"Sisi, come here, video chat with Mom."

"Mother!"

The little girl's cheerful voice immediately came over, and Sisi's rosy, smiling face appeared on the screen.

Lin Caiwei immediately pulled her thoughts away from Chen Hao and the song, focusing all her attention on her daughter.

Looking at my daughter's lively and adorable face, listening to her chattering about "Daddy taught me a new song," "Daddy is so good at drawing," and "I ate so many vegetables by myself today,"

Lin Caiwei's heart softened completely, and she also gained a more direct understanding of Chen Hao's parenting abilities.

My daughter looks happy and healthy, and is noticeably more outgoing and expressive than when she's with me.

The mother and daughter chatted for a while until Chen Hao's voice came from the background, calling Sisi to eat. The video call ended with Sisi reluctantly saying "Bye-bye, Mom."

After hanging up the video call, Lin Caiwei sat on the sofa in the hotel suite, holding her phone in a daze.

One moment my mind is filled with my daughter's smiling face, the next with Chen Hao's calm voice saying, "I'll get it done tonight and send it to you tomorrow," and the melody of "Starlight and Dust" echoes in my mind.

Chen Hao put down his phone, turned around, and went into the kitchen.

He skillfully began to prepare the ingredients.

His masterful culinary skills allow him to cook with effortless grace and exceptional efficiency.

Soon, several delicious and nutritious home-style dishes were served:

The steamed sea bass was cooked to perfection, resulting in tender and juicy fish.

Broccoli and shrimp stir-fry is refreshing and delicious;

The tomato and egg soup smelled wonderful.

There was also a small bowl of minced meat and egg custard specially made for Sisi.

The system notification arrived as scheduled, concise and clear:

[Ding! Prepare a nutritious dinner for your daughter to ensure her healthy growth.]

[Reward: Dad's Fund + 10,000 yuan.]