I woke up to find I had gotten my marriage certificate with a female celebrity.

The next morning, Qin Yi was to take the high-speed train back to the city with Tianxing's staff.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I saw Chen Qianyu looking at me with a sullen expression.

Her eyes were a little dark, and her face looked tired, as if she hadn't slept well last night.

Qin Yi was somewhat worried.

For her to look like this, something must have happened last night.

Seeing that there were other staff members nearby, he did not go up to them to talk.

He quietly walked a little further away before picking up his phone and asking.

"Did you have insomnia last night?"

Chen Qianyu simply sent a pitiful emoji and then remained silent.

It wasn't until the two boarded the high-speed train together that Qin Yi saw her message.

"If someone offered you a large sum of money to produce an album for her, would you do it?"

After sending the message, Chen Qianyu regretted it.

If Yuan Zhenzhen hadn't provoked her last night, she wouldn't have asked that question today.

Now, speaking in a tone that makes it seem like you just want him to write songs for you, how is that any different from kidnapping Qin Yi?

He clearly had much greater potential for development, but he ruined his future career because of his willfulness.

But the thought of other female singers singing his songs made Chen Qianyu feel wronged.

It's like someone taking a fancy to a treasure you've kept for over ten years, and you have to personally deliver it to them.

Seeing Qin Yi's unwavering assurance, Chen Qianyu felt even more distressed.

The text on my phone was deleted and revised repeatedly.

She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles the whole way, and when it was time to get off the bus, she still hadn't figured out what to say.

As she approached the ticket gate, she heard Yun Fan remind her to get ready.

Chen Qianyu patted her face and immediately put on a completely new expression.

Qin Yi was curious upon seeing this scene.

It's just taking a bus home, what do I need to prepare?

To my surprise, as soon as I stepped out of the station, a large crowd surrounded me.

The crowd consisted mostly of young women.

Some people were holding up light boards, while three or five others were holding up banners in the distance.

These people were clearly Chen Xiran's fans, but unexpectedly, some of them were even calling out his name.

There were also some reporters with professional cameras, snapping photos rapidly.

"Her eyebrows and eyes are curved, full of adorable charm!"

"Xiran, you've worked so hard! We'll always love you!!"

"Teacher Qin, you're so handsome!!"

"Teacher Qin, look at me! Look at me!!"

Qin Yi had seen such a scene in the video.

But when you actually become one of the characters, the feeling is completely different.

Surrounded by fans, the two walked slowly, standing very close to each other, their shoulders occasionally touching.

When he saw Chen Qianyu's fans holding up signs that read "Husband".

He was completely dumbfounded.

Chen Qianyu naturally saw it too.

She couldn't help but purse her lips.

She tried her best not to look at Qin Yi, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

"Why are so many people interested in my husband?"

"Aren't you my fans? Why are you calling me 'husband' all the time?"

The two greeted each other as they walked toward the vehicle arranged by the company.

Once I sat down, the tension in my heart finally subsided.

He was just thinking of asking his assistant, Xiao Cen, for a bottle of water when Yun Fan's figure gradually approached.

"I have good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?"

Qin Yi noticed that her expression was a bit strange, and it took him a while to speak.

At first, I thought that my relationship with Chen Qianyu had been secretly photographed.

But after careful consideration, I rejected the idea. If that were the case, Yun Fan wouldn't have this expression.

"What's the good news?"

Yun Fan took out his phone, opened a few messages, and placed them in front of him.

"The good news is that someone is trying to create a romantic pairing between you."

Qin Yi was stunned.

"Sister Yun, did I hear that right?"

"Trying to create a CP (couple pairing) for me? With whom? With Qianyu?"

Yun Fan sighed, this was the problem that troubled her the most.

"Not just the two of you, but it's still the two of you."

"Hey, take a look for yourself."

Qin Yi took the phone, and a misleading, sensational headline immediately caught his eye.

"The genius composer Qin Yi actually likes her?"

The first half of the news was relatively normal, mainly introducing the singer's songs and the online discussions that had taken place in recent days.

But as we watched, the topic suddenly took a turn for the worse.

First, they showed off their photos on stage one by one.

Then, his words during the live stream were deliberately misinterpreted.

[Note that Qin Yi said he has someone he likes.]

If he really has a girlfriend, he could just admit it openly, instead of giving this roundabout answer.

Does that mean he does have someone he likes, but he's afraid to express it in public?

Two more pictures were posted below the article, and Qin Yi felt a chill run down his spine when he saw them.

The first picture shows Yuan Zhenzhen helping him as he left the field.

The two people's eyes met at that very moment, and that's when the photo was taken.

The other picture shows him holding hands with Karena Ng on stage.

This photo was taken in a very unethical manner.

The scene was that the two people looked at the audience one after the other.

Chen Qianyu turned her head first, and Qin Yi followed a few seconds later.

But in just a few seconds, the photo changed to show him gazing affectionately at Chen Qianyu.

"Who is this author?!"

"Are you deliberately picking a fight?!"

Yun Fan took back her phone, her expression turning serious again.

"That's not the point, the point is..."

She wanted to tell the two of them to be careful at all times to avoid being photographed in intimate situations.

Suddenly remembering that there were still many company people on the bus, Yun Fan quickly fell silent.

"Have you ever wondered who took these photos?"

"Why was it filmed at such a perfect moment?"

Qin Yi's phone buzzed, and he felt a sudden tightness in his chest as he read the message from Yun Fan.

"Sister Yun, I understand what you mean."

"It's not just professional paparazzi who take these photos; it could also be staff members or passersby with connections."

Yun Fan couldn't help but cast an admiring glance at him.

Qin Yi is a very smart person, and that's what makes her most gratified.

"right."

"After this program, you two need to be even more careful."

"I deliberately released the press release a little later to see how my fans would react."

"Most of them are against it, so your relationship can't be exposed too early."

"Qiqi has a contract with the company. If she breaches the contract, the consequences will be more than just a penalty."

"It could also completely end her career in this industry."

"No company is willing to support an artist with a history of breach of contract."

Qin Yi was well aware of this principle.

Initially, I just didn't want her to be bullied by the company, which is why I decided to write a song for Karena Lam.

Love came too quickly, catching him somewhat off guard.

In addition, I've been busy with albums and shows, so I haven't had the extra energy to think about this.

Now it seems...

His relationship with his partner would be exposed sooner or later, and he had to think about what to do after that.

"Sister Yun, I understand what to do."

Qin Yi quickly typed out a line of text, his gaze involuntarily glancing at Chen Qianyu.

"I'll have a serious talk with Qianyu about this."

After the conversation ended, Qin Yi leaned back in his chair, pondering the future.

If you have a bigger reputation

Does that mean I'm going to write songs for others to sing?

The thought flashed through his mind, and then he shook his head.

Such fame will ultimately go to the singer, not to the singer.

Besides, I just promised Karena Lam that I wouldn't write songs for other people.

"Looks like I'll have to write and sing it myself."

After thinking it over, this method seems more reliable.

While the trend is still going strong, I'll record some songs and release them online under my own name.

We can still make use of our previous collaboration with NetEase Cloud Music; Xu Jin's phone number is stored in my phone.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi sent a message to Xu Jin.

"Mr. Xu, I would like to release my work as an independent musician."

"What kind of cooperation can your company offer?"