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One day, a strange visitor arrived at Chen Haoxuan's home. She wore a hat and sunglasses, dressed in a very fashionable manner. This person was none other than the world-class superstar Song Fangfang. She came to see Chen Haoxuan for a matter of great importance, one that could significantly impact her future.
When Song Fangfang mentioned that it was an important matter, Chen Haoxuan invited her to his study. His study was essentially a database, and no one could enter without his permission.
It had been a year or two since Chen Haoxuan last saw Song Fangfang. Upon seeing her again, he noticed that she exuded a mature aura, as time had matured her. Song Fangfang sat at the desk, removed her hat and sunglasses, revealing sincere eyes as she said to Chen Haoxuan, "Haoxuan, I need your help with something. You must help me, okay?"
"You can tell me; as long as I can help, I will," Chen Haoxuan replied readily. Since Song Fangfang was considered half a friend of his, he would assist her as long as her request was reasonable.
Taking a deep breath, Song Fangfang gathered her courage and said to Chen Haoxuan, "I'm not young anymore. I want to find someone to rely on. In the past, it was easy for me to find someone to depend on, but now it's different. My fame has grown, my status has changed, and naturally, I have changed too. My standards have become very high; I'm dissatisfied with all men. That's why I came to you. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Borrowing... seeds." The thought crossed Chen Haoxuan's mind. This was similar to Jiang Xianghan's situation—wanting a child without the intention of marriage—so she sought him out for this purpose. After thinking for a moment, he firmly replied, "No. If I make you pregnant, the child will be mine. I can't let my child be born without a father. Although you are rich and famous, you still can't provide the child with a complete family. Therefore, I won't agree."
"Then... marry me," Song Fangfang revealed her true feelings. She knew that Chen Haoxuan would never marry her; that's why she suggested having a child with him for companionship in her later years.
"I already have so many wives; I can't marry again," Chen Haoxuan said awkwardly. While men generally don't mind having multiple women, he was different; he didn't want those who loved him to suffer. Chen Yina and the others were living well now and referred to each other as sisters, but they had sacrificed so much in the past. Chen Haoxuan remembered how often they silently cried for him in sadness.
"Then let me have a child," Song Fangfang seemed determined not to give up easily.
"I've already said no. If I marry you, Nana and the others will be sad. If I make you pregnant, my child will suffer; therefore, I won't agree," Chen Haoxuan insisted.
"Do you want me to live alone in loneliness?" Song Fangfang lowered her head and said sadly.
"You can find a man to marry! There are so many men in this world; I refuse to believe there isn't a good one among them," Chen Haoxuan replied with an expression of frustration.
"I've tried! But I'm not satisfied with any of them," Song Fangfang said disappointedly.
"You are already a world-class superstar now. You don't need to rely on anyone because you no longer need support. Your own money is enough to last you several lifetimes. So the kind of man you should look for now is someone who understands how to care for you, someone who loves you sincerely, not necessarily someone with extraordinary talent," Chen Haoxuan said.
"But... but..." Song Fangfang felt that what Chen Haoxuan said made sense, yet she still thought he was the perfect man. If she couldn't be with such a man forever, then having a child with him would also be a very happy choice.
"There are no 'buts.' I said no, and it’s final. I cannot give my child to you," Chen Haoxuan replied.
"Alright!" Song Fangfang said disappointedly, her eyes reddening. It seemed she was truly sad; if it weren't for Chen Haoxuan being there, her tears would have already fallen.
Chen Haoxuan stood up and walked over to Song Fangfang, placing a hand on her shoulder and gently patting it. "Actually, you can control your own life. You can lower your expectations so that you won't have to suffer as much. Also, in my personal view, good men are not at the top of the pyramid but among ordinary people. Ordinary people have fewer ambitions; as long as that person is good-hearted, they will be devoted to you. Such men are the true good men; I don't count among them."
Song Fangfang stood up and said in a tone full of disappointment, "Then I'm leaving. Take care."
Chen Haoxuan grabbed Song Fangfang's wrist, and she suddenly felt a rush of sweetness in her heart, thinking perhaps he wanted to keep her there for a romantic night.
Feeling a bit guilty, Chen Haoxuan wanted to do something to make it up to Song Fangfang. Now that she was wealthy and famous, it seemed all she needed was songs: "Wait a moment; I have a few songs I want to give you."
Song Fangfang blurted out, "You're giving me songs again? Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Because you sing well. As long as I help you become famous, you'll be able to overshadow those foreign stars. When you rise to the top, it's like China rises to the top too; that's why I want to help you," Chen Haoxuan explained.
"Haoxuan, I've noticed you've done so much for China. Why is that? Can you tell me?" Song Fangfang asked curiously. It's normal for someone to contribute to their country; after all, many people love their country. However, she had never seen or heard of someone as patriotic as Chen Haoxuan. If she hadn't witnessed it herself, she wouldn't even believe that someone would go to such lengths to help their country.
"Because I am Chinese and also part of the Chinese government, so I have the responsibility to work for China. When China is strong, it makes me happy," Chen Haoxuan explained.
"You have this one good quality," Song Fangfang said, admiringly glancing at Chen Haoxuan with a seductive smile.
"Just sit for a moment; I'll write a few songs for you right now," Chen Haoxuan replied.
Song Fangfang sat down, her eyes wide as she watched Chen Haoxuan write songs. She was amazed at how quickly he wrote, almost like a dragon soaring and a phoenix dancing! It made her doubt whether he was really composing songs. Did he not need to wait for inspiration?
With a rip, Chen Haoxuan tore off a sheet of paper and set it aside before continuing to write. Curious, Song Fangfang picked up the torn paper and found such beautiful lyrics that she couldn't help but hum softly.
Halfway through her humming, she couldn't recognize the tune and asked Chen Haoxuan, "Haoxuan, don't you need inspiration to write songs?"
Chen Haoxuan looked up at Song Fangfang but didn't stop writing. "I have plenty of inspiration, so I don't need to pause."
Seeing that Chen Haoxuan could chat with her while composing songs left her in awe. She thought to herself that this guy was truly extraordinary. While others might take months to create a good song, Chen Haoxuan could chat and compose simultaneously—he was simply a genius.
With another rip, Chen Haoxuan tore off another sheet of completed lyrics. Then Song Fangfang heard the continuous tearing sound. She felt numb; she really wanted to open up Chen Haoxuan's head to see how his mind worked to create songs like this. There were already over fifty sheets of paper on the table, representing more than fifty songs.
After a while, Song Fangfang finally saw Chen Haoxuan stop. "Ah, I'm a bit tired now; this should be enough songs for now!" he said as he put down his pen and stretched.
Holding a thick stack of papers, Song Fangfang looked at the sheets in her hand and then at the smiling Chen Haoxuan. She blurted out something quite impolite: "You're not human; you're a genius."
"Why is that?" Chen Haoxuan replied with an amused expression.
"No one can write over a hundred songs in an hour. Sure, someone might throw together something casually, but every song you write is a masterpiece. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me," Song Fangfang exclaimed in astonishment.
"What kind of people exist, you just don't know. Just like a genius carpenter from ancient China who could create flying machines. How would you describe him? You must understand that at that time, there was no steel, and everything was made of wood," Chen Haoxuan said.
"He achieved it, but it took him a lot of time. However, you are different; you haven't wasted a single moment," Song Fangfang replied.
"Alright, alright! I'm not human; I'm a monster, okay?" Chen Haoxuan said with a wry smile.
"Oh, by the way, why did you write so many songs for me? I don't need that many; ten or so songs would be enough," Song Fangfang said contentedly.
"What do you mean 'enough'? In my opinion, that's hardly sufficient. Once you've sung all these songs, come find me, and I'll write you some more. We must suppress those foreign singers and let them know that the voice of China is the true sound," Chen Haoxuan insisted.
Song Fangfang nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes, I will definitely suppress those foreign singers and make sure foreigners sing Chinese songs."
"It's almost noon now; let's go eat! I'll personally prepare a delicious feast for you," Chen Haoxuan said enthusiastically to Song Fangfang.
"Great!" Song Fangfang exclaimed happily; she had never tasted the dishes made by Chen Haoxuan before!
While they were eating, Song Fangfang noticed how well Chen Yina and the others got along with Chen Haoxuan and how affectionate they were. She felt envious and wished she could also be Chen Haoxuan's wife! Unfortunately, Chen Haoxuan had just rejected her; otherwise, she would have been willing to be the smallest one.
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