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Yun Zhi Yue pushed the person in front of her, annoyed. "How am I supposed to make an announcement with all these marks?"
"Just finished a variety show. Why don’t you take a break and write a song for me?"
Yun Zhi Yue paused, contemplating writing a song for him.
Jian Qinzhi bit his lip, his clear eyes darkening. "What, is it only Nie Yi who can inspire you?"
"That's not it."
"Then write it. I’ll be waiting to hear it." He lowered his head again, capturing her lips, their tongues entwining.
Yun Zhi Yue felt helpless. Although her target was Jian Qinzhi, his initial aloofness contrasted sharply with his current behavior, leaving her a bit unsettled.
His hands moved up her waist as she breathed out softly, "Jian Shu, don’t..."
He chuckled. "I told you not to call me that. Why don’t you listen? Be good and don’t resist."
With one hand restraining Yun Zhi Yue, he pressed against her softness, causing her face to flush deeply.
"What a scoundrel," she thought. "A lecherous man in the office—what happened to the Six Roots of Purity? Is he just pretending?"
As if sensing her thoughts, Jian Qinzhi whispered in her ear, "You said I was missing the seventh root. If I find it, you’ll have to bear the consequences."
"What do you mean?"
He tightened his grip, and she let out a soft sound.
Jian Qinzhi teased, "Don’t you understand? You are the seventh root."
In her moment of speechlessness, he pressed her down onto the office desk. Was this desk so large on purpose?
After an embarrassing struggle, he explored her body. Though they hadn’t gone all the way yet, it was truly shameful.
Every time she used this desk for work in the future, what images would flood her mind?
Jian Qinzhi said he would give her time to adjust; he didn’t cling to her every day for his own gain. They still met occasionally and shared kisses.
Their relationship grew in this ambiguous atmosphere—slowly but surely.
As for Nie Yi, she didn’t ask about him, and Jian Qinzhi didn’t bring him up either. It was better that way.
In this life, their statuses were vastly different; she couldn’t escape on her own. Jian Qinzhi’s help was invaluable.
She had worked hard for what she had gained and had become somewhat wealthy. As for the properties under Prosperous Era’s name, she hadn’t visited them again.
With a wave of her hand, she secured the purchase of a charming little villa, and it felt utterly delightful. Time flowed like music notes, and before she knew it, she was invited to a multi-platform gala dinner.
At this point, she had no constraints; she could collaborate with whomever she wished, and her career was flourishing. The name Yun Zhi Yue was gradually making its way overseas, no longer just a domestic sensation. In the entertainment industry, where reputation mattered most, her path was becoming increasingly smooth.
However, there were just as many people secretly trying to tarnish her image, claiming that she was involved with wealthy benefactors and was being supported by Jian Qinzhi and Nie Yi in turns. She paid no mind to such rumors; living her life well was enough for her.
She planned to hold a concert abroad as a trial run, and the Qile Platform gala would be her last event in the country. She had promised Jian Qinzhi that she would write him a song, and she intended to use this platform as her debut stage.
In two lifetimes, thanks to the goals she had set for herself, she felt deeply grateful. This song would serve as a way for her to express that gratitude.
The host on stage enthusiastically interacted with various stars. As the event was nearing its end, he looked in Yun Zhi Yue's direction and said, "On such a wonderful night, how could we possibly do without the moonlight? Please welcome singer Yun Zhi Yue to bring us her new song for its debut performance: 'Morning Light'."
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