After my divorce, I was targeted by the queen of bad movies.

"License plate ending in 6539? Please fasten your seatbelt."

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Bidiqin slowly came to a stop in front of a skyscraper.

After confirming that the woman, who was carrying a bag on her chest and a bag in her hand, was his passenger, Jiang Ye slowly started the car.

After the divorce, he felt a sudden weight lift off his shoulders.

No more mortgage, no more car loan, no more trivial matters, just a car and a dog.

My life is about to begin a new chapter.

Jiang Ye couldn't think of what to do for a moment, so he habitually clicked "accept order".

After all, taking orders keeps me busy.

You can still make money.

"Driver, could you please speed up a bit? I'm in a hurry."

After the woman got on the bus, she urged him to hurry up without even looking up, and then hurriedly put down her bag, fastened her seatbelt, and answered the phone all at the same time.

"Okay."

Jiang Ye glanced at the other party's destination—the film and television city—and guessed that the other party must be a member of some film crew.

Holding three cell phones, he's probably either a stagehand or a celebrity assistant.

Low pay, lots of work, exhausting.

The most grueling job.

A few thoughts slowly flashed through Jiang Ye's mind, and he slightly increased his speed.

Driving a taxi is boring; I need to find something to do.

Guessing the passengers' professions is one of the few ways Jiang Ye passes the time.

The woman frantically turned on the speakerphone on her phone.

A young, imperial voice, tinged with urgency, faintly drifted out: "Xiao Feng, where are you?"

Shao Yuyin's voice was so distinctive that Jiang Ye, who overheard it by chance, subconsciously thought of someone.

"Honey, I'll be there soon... Don't worry, I brought everything..."

After fastening her seatbelt, the woman finally had her hands free and turned off the speaker.

Jiang Ye could no longer hear Shao Yuyin's voice, but the woman's words "Sister Mi" confirmed his earlier guess.

This woman is very likely Yang Mi's female assistant.

Xijing City has a film and television city, where many film crews often shoot movies and TV shows.

Jiang Ye often receives orders from film crews, so he knows that Yang Mi is currently filming in Xijing.

I just watched that painful movie in my dream yesterday, and today I received a Didi order from someone who seems to be Yang Mi's assistant. I have to say, it's too much of a coincidence.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but shake his head, suspecting that he had been so badly influenced by the movies last night that he was hallucinating.

This is not a good thing for a driver, as not paying attention while driving can easily lead to problems.

The woman was still communicating about work on the phone when the music playing in the car reached its climax.

I miss you so much, I miss you so much

But without leaving a trace

I'm still standing on tiptoe, longing for you.

I still let memories linger.

... "

The chorus was slightly louder, making it a little noisy. The woman suddenly turned to Jiang Ye and said, "Master, please turn off the music. I'm on the phone."

"Sorry, I'll turn it off right away."

Jiang Ye reached out to press pause, but then heard the woman suddenly say, "What? Sister Honey, what song are you talking about? The song I'm listening to right now? That's the music playing in the Didi driver's car. Wait a minute, let me ask."

The woman turned to Jiang Ye again: "Master, don't turn it off yet. Excuse me, do you know who sings this song?"

Jiang Ye's expression was somewhat strange: "What? Is there a problem with this song?"

The woman shook her head and said, "No, this song sounds really good. I haven't heard it before, so I wanted to ask who wrote it."

The woman phrased it tactfully. Jiang Ye hesitated slightly before saying, "This is a song I wrote myself; I just recorded it casually."

"Your song?"

The woman was taken aback, and she finally began to look directly at the man in front of her, who appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Just by looking at the man's profile, one can tell that he is very handsome. His high nose bridge outlines a striking profile, his black pupils are deep and mature, and his sword-like eyebrows are raised, making him look very dashing.

A heavy-duty beige T-shirt and jeans, paired with neat short hair, create a simple and clean look.

It's clear that he's a man who pays great attention to his image and details.

How could a man like that be driving a taxi?

However, the man's brows carried a lingering melancholy, as if he were not happy, which made his handsome face look slightly weathered.

"Yes, I wrote it myself. I recorded it this morning and then played it on repeat in my car to hear if there were any problems."

Jiang Ye offered a brief explanation. He couldn't very well say that it was something he dreamed about last night. Because he wanted to test the amazing ability of perfect replication again, he recorded a song using recording software before leaving home this morning and then copied it to his car on a USB drive to listen to it.

Just then, he stopped the car at a traffic light and turned to look at the woman.

The woman was wearing a baseball cap, her hair covered her shoulders, and she had a pretty face, somewhat resembling a celebrity. She was holding her phone while looking at herself, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise and curiosity.

"Boss, the driver said he wrote and sang the song himself. Would you like to listen to it again? Okay, I understand."

The woman turned her head again: "Sir, my boss thinks this song is quite nice and would like to hear the full version again. Could you please play it for him?"

Jiang Ye casually tapped the screen to restart the playback.

The pretty woman quickly turned on the speakerphone on her phone.

As the red light turned green, Jiang Ye slowly started the car and then quickly weaved through the traffic.

The weather is great today, with bright sunshine.

The song playing in the car, however, carried a strong sense of helplessness and melancholy.

The pretty young woman listened quietly to the song, and suddenly she understood why her boss thought it was good.

The singer has a good voice, and both the lyrics and music are very catchy.

It's clearly a song above average, much better than the so-called "fast-paced hits" of today.

To her surprise, the song came from a Didi driver.

She vaguely understood that this man must have some kind of story behind him.

The lyrics of this song are all about love. Could the sorrow between his brows be a sign of heartbreak?

The pretty woman's eyes swept across the center console and found it spotless, without a speck of dust. However, in the storage compartment of the center console, there was a red booklet.

Divorce certificate.

The pretty woman understood immediately.

"Xiao Feng, ask if we can get a demo. I'll ask Director Guo later. He's been really worried about the theme song these past few days."

The phone was on speakerphone, and Shao Yu's voice came through, carrying a slight Beijing accent.

This time, Jiang Ye was almost certain that the person on the other end of the phone was the famous actress Yang Mi.

Her voice is so distinctive.

The pretty woman looked at Jiang Ye, knowing that he must have heard those words as well.

"No problem, leave your business card, I'll send it to your email later."

Jiang Ye spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

This surprised the pretty woman.