After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

The Porsche drove into the underground parking garage of the Star Media headquarters building in Shanghai.

The car door opened, Jiang Yichen stretched, and followed Gu Ruanxing into the private elevator.

The elevator takes you directly to the music studio on the top floor.

The corridor walls are covered with platinum records of superstars from Star Entertainment.

Pushing open the heavy soundproof door, you'll find the spacious studio equipped with state-of-the-art equipment, with neatly arranged faders on the mixing console.

Gu Ruanxing casually tossed her car keys onto the sofa, making a crisp clinking sound.

Just as she was about to speak, her phone rang at an inopportune moment.

She frowned, glanced at the screen, and then pressed the answer button.

"Xingbao, where are you?" A sweet and soft voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong, Yuzu? Speak quickly, I'm busy."

"Oh dear, I just saw that photo you posted on my WeChat Moments." The voice on the other end of the phone paused, as if carefully choosing its words.

"Jiang Yichen... what are you doing in your car? Are you two together now?"

"What's wrong? Are you interested in him?" Gu Ruanxing deliberately dragged out her words, with a hint of amusement.

"No way! I'm just curious," Xu Zhiyou said coquettishly. "Are you at the company? I'll come find you to play."

Gu Ruanxing glanced at Jiang Yichen, who was sitting in a swivel chair, looking at the equipment with a bored expression.

"Come on in Studio A on the seventeenth floor, you're welcome."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Jiang Yichen was not far from Gu Ruanxing, so he naturally heard their conversation.

He turned his swivel chair around and looked at Gu Ruanxing.

"Xu Zhiyou?"

Jiang Yichen pictured a girl who always wore a pleated skirt, had two dimples when she smiled, and was always bringing food to the original owner of this body.

She was Lin Qinghe's roommate during college, just like Gu Ruanxing, but she didn't fall out with Lin Qinghe.

Gu Ruanxing ignored Jiang Yichen's question, walked to the desk next to her, opened the drawer, and took out a brown paper file bag.

She walked up to Jiang Yichen and slapped the file bag onto his lap.

"Open it and take a look."

Jiang Yichen raised an eyebrow, unwound the thread, and pulled out a few pages of A4 paper.

It is a complete set of lyrics and music.

Song title: "On the Edge of Heartbreak".

The name of Wang Xun, a top producer in the industry, is prominently listed in the lyrics and composition section.

Gu Ruanxing crossed her arms and looked at him.

"I had to beg and plead with Old Wang to give me this."

"It was originally intended to be the debut single for the company's newly promoted male artist, but now it's yours to benefit from it."

"If you sing this song well, I'll arrange for you to go on a talent show."

"Even if you don't want to reveal your relationship with Lin Qinghe, as long as you tell a story of a heartbroken man dumped by his ex-girlfriend, plus your somewhat attractive face, I guarantee you'll cause a sensation online, and then..."

Gu Ruanxing was talking to herself.

Jiang Yichen then focused his gaze on the sheet music in his hand.

He quickly scanned the musical score and lyrics.

As a music producer himself, he can naturally judge the quality of a song.

The song has a complete structure, the verses build up the emotions well, and the chorus has a strong explosive power. It is indeed a rare commercially successful masterpiece.

In the world of pop music, as long as the singer's singing skills are passable, they would probably become quite popular.

But it was just a fleeting moment of popularity.

This kind of song lacks soul and will be quickly forgotten by listeners after a few listens.

Jiang Yichen tidied up the sheet music and handed it back to Gu Ruanxing.

"The song is good."

Gu Ruanxing smiled smugly, just about to reach out and take it.

"But I don't want to sing," Jiang Yichen said calmly.

Gu Ruanxing's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the smile on her face instantly solidified.

She stared wide-eyed at Jiang Yichen in disbelief.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I don't want to sing this song." When Jiang Yichen saw that the other party didn't respond, he threw the sheet music on the table next to him.

Gu Ruanxing's anger flared up instantly.

"Jiang Yichen, don't tell me you're still thinking about your lousy opera!"

"I'm warning you, there's absolutely no market for your babbling nonsense!"

"We live in the age of internet traffic; who's going to listen to you sing opera now?"

"Haven't you had enough of hitting walls and setbacks these past three years?"

Gu Ruanxing bombarded Jiang Yichen with questions, but Jiang Yichen remained unmoved.

This infuriated Gu Ruanxing even more, and she couldn't help but say:

"No wonder Lin Qinghe dumped you; you're such a hopeless blockhead!"

Jiang Yichen leaned back in his chair, quietly watching Gu Ruanxing lash out, his expression unchanged.

When Gu Ruanxing had finished cursing and stopped panting, he slowly began to speak.

"Who said I was going to perform in opera?"

Gu Ruanxing was stunned for a moment.

"If you don't sing opera, what else do you sing? Besides this song, do you have any other decent songs?"

"Yes," Jiang Yichen said calmly. "I wrote it myself."

Gu Ruanxing found it somewhat amusing.

"Did you write this yourself?"

"Jiang Yichen, are you hallucinating because you've been too traumatized?"

"How can your songs compare to Lao Wang's?"

Jiang Yichen remained unmoved, quietly looking into Gu Ruanxing's eyes.

Just when the two were at an impasse.

The heavy soundproof door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Star Baby! I'm here!"

With a series of footsteps, a girl wearing a white shirt and denim shorts walked in quickly.

The girl had shoulder-length short hair with the ends curled slightly inwards, which made her small, delicate face look even more exquisite and adorable.

Her big, watery eyes were as innocent as a fawn's, and when she smiled, two deep dimples appeared on her cheeks.

It was Xu Zhiyou who rushed over.

She was also carrying two cups of iced Americano from a high-end coffee brand.

"Xingbao, why are you so angry? I can hear you in the hallway." Xu Zhiyou walked quickly to Gu Ruanxing's side and shoved one of the iced Americanos with water droplets into her hand.

Then, she turned her head and her gaze naturally fell on Jiang Yichen, who was sitting in the swivel chair.

A flash of surprise crossed Xu Zhiyou's eyes.

The man in front of me was dressed in the most ordinary casual clothes, but his posture was upright, and the way he leaned back in his chair exuded an indescribable laziness and composure.

That already handsome face no longer had the timid and submissive feeling it usually showed when he saw him.

His eyes were deep and calm, with a hint of nonchalance.

This complete transformation in temperament made Xu Zhiyou's heart skip a beat.

She had been attracted to Jiang Yichen's looks since college, but she had to keep her feelings to herself because of Lin Qinghe.

Jiang Yichen has now broken up with his girlfriend.

Her chance has come.

Moreover, she felt that the other person was more attractive than ever before.

This made her heart flutter a little.

But at that moment, Gu Ruanxing spoke up angrily.

"Ask him! I went out of my way to get Wang Xun's song for him. This ungrateful wretch actually said he wouldn't sing it!"

"He even shamelessly claimed he would sing songs he wrote himself!"

"With that stubborn mule brain of his, what kind of song could he possibly come up with?"

Xu Zhiyou blinked, looked at Jiang Yichen, and handed him the other cup of coffee.

Jiang Yichen remained calm and accepted the coffee.

Thanks.

Xu Zhiyou was stunned for a moment, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"You're welcome."

After saying that, she turned around, grabbed Gu Ruanxing's arm, and shook it gently.

"Okay, Xingbao, don't be angry."

"Since he wants to sing his own songs, let him give them a try."

"Anyway, the recording studio is open, and the equipment is all here."

"If he doesn't sing well, it's not too late to criticize him then."

Gu Ruanxing snorted coldly. Although she was still unconvinced, Xu Zhiyou's persuasion and the coolness of the iced Americano calmed her anger somewhat.

She glanced at Jiang Yichen, her eyes still filled with deep suspicion.

"Okay." She finally relented.

"Let him sing! I want to see what kind of songs he can come up with!"