Chapter 70: We Are the Same Kind of People (Foster Fathers, Please Follow)

In the recording studio, Liu Tianxian removed her hat and stood before the microphone, revealing a long, elegant mane of hair.

She placed the sheet music on the stand in front of her, then put on her headphones.

These are monitor headphones; you can hear both the backing track and the vocals through them.

Fang Hong also put on headphones beside her; their headphones had identical functions.

He just doesn't sing!

As Dong Dongdong adjusted the mixing board and gave a thumbs-up through the glass, recording began.

"I can follow behind you."

"Like a shadow chasing a light's dream."

"I can wait at this crossroad."

"No matter if you ever pass by."

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This song delicately expressed a girl's inner voice; the chorus was catchy and memorable, with addictive qualities.

It was also warm and healing, much like the second half of the film, yet the lyrics carried the cautiousness and humility of love, such as this line:

"You are a distant starry river, dazzling enough to make one want to cry."

This matched perfectly with the first half of the film's breakup scene!

Liu Tianxian's singing was equally easy to remember, her tone beautiful—far beyond Fang Hong's level.

If we'd had her sing the last song, we'd have saved a lot of trouble.

During the instrumental break, Liu Tianxian turned her head to look at the man beside her.

She saw him with his eyes closed, gently nodding his head, his body swaying rhythmically to the melody, utterly immersed and clearly enjoying himself.

This state looked hilarious!

Outside, Dong Dongdong was already used to it; last time this guy had done the same thing—singing with such passion, and now even listening to someone else made him lose himself. He must be a music lover!

Liu Tianxian was also infected; she placed one hand on Fang Hong's shoulder and began swaying gently along, continuing to sing.

"Whenever I lift my head for you,"

"Even my tears feel free."

"Some love is like sunlight pouring down,"

"Gained and lost at the same time."

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Their bodies swayed in sync—there was a real Zhiyin Effect, a kind of unspoken harmony.

Liu Tianxian also loved music; in her free time she listened often and even went to KTV—rumor had it she was a karaoke queen!

Listening to music was one of Fang Hong's few pleasures; when he was alone in his past life, he'd sit quietly and listen, the kind of feeling:

"First hearing, you didn't understand the song's meaning; listen again, and you're the one inside the song!"

When the song ended, Liu Tianxian took off her headphones with lingering satisfaction and brushed her long hair back.

"You sang well."

Fang Hong removed his headphones and returned them to their place.

"You can tell good from bad?" Liu Tianxian said.

Fang Hong held a hand to his mouth and whispered, "As a listener, I only appreciate."

Liu Tianxian smiled in her eyes but said nothing.

The two stepped out of the recording studio. Dong Dongdong said, "Miss Liu, if you're free these next few days, come back and record a few more times."

Songs aren't recorded in one or two takes; last time, Fang Hong had to record many times too.

"Okay!" Liu Tianxian agreed.

With that task done, the two walked out of the small building; the car keys were still in Fang Hong's hand: "I'll drive you home!"

"No, just drop me off at the company—I'll drive myself back," Liu Tianxian said.

He'd thought he could drop her off and then casually take the car for free—looks like that won't work.

Fang Hong got back into the driver's seat and asked again: "Can I borrow your car?"

"What for?" Liu Tianxian asked.

"I have a meeting tomorrow to discuss a partnership. Riding a bicycle looks pathetic—they'll think I have no clout," Fang Hong explained.

He was meeting Li Min tomorrow—it was indeed a business matter.

"Oh? Another partner? Nice!" Liu Tianxian said.

This man's circle was growing bigger and bigger!

The car drove along the road; it was daytime, not rush hour, and traffic was smooth.

Fang Hong drove while saying, "This meeting is crucial—it affects my future development."

"So important? Then I'll have someone bring the car to you first thing tomorrow morning," Liu Tianxian agreed.

When it comes to serious matters, support is necessary.

She was quite generous. Fang Hong asked: "Have you found the Villa I mentioned earlier?"

"Found it—in Chaoyang District. All furniture is in place, with a yard and excellent landscaping, just as you requested. Your mother can move in anytime she arrives." Liu Tianxian said.

Fang Hong asked: "What's the rent?"

"Five hundred thousand a month, paid annually," Liu Tianxian said flatly.

Six million a year? That's insane. I'd rather pressure myself to spend more and buy a place in the city on mortgage for my mom—why rent? Fang Hong thought.

Seeing the man silent, Liu Tianxian asked curiously: "Don't you think it's expensive?"

"What difference does it make if I think it's expensive? Can you lower it?" Fang Hong replied, puzzled.

"You're pretty rich then—six million yuan, not even a blink. With that kind of money, why don't you pay me back?" Liu Tianxian smiled at him.

"Who said I'm rich? I was planning to take out a loan to buy it—you found something too expensive."

Fang Hong continued staring ahead: "Stop chasing me for the debt, okay? I'm struggling—I've been constantly asking myself if I've been trying hard enough."

"Oh!"

That made Liu Tianxian laugh—she didn't know why it was funny, but it just was.

"Actually, I don't care where I live—I could sleep on the street or just put a bed in the office. But my mom can't. I want her to live better," Fang Hong said.

His mother had no friends in Beijing, and he was always busy—without a villa with a yard, she'd be too lonely.

Liu Tianxian asked: "Where's your father?"

"Gone."

"I'm sorry!" Liu Tianxian apologized—she'd touched a raw nerve.

"It's fine. It's been many years."

At first, Fang Hong couldn't let it go—but now he had.

Liu Tianxian fell silent for a moment, then sighed: "Your mother is lucky to have a son like you."

Someone who cares about money, has none, still scrambles to scrape together cash, says nothing, and insists his mother live well—truly filial.

"That applies to you too—we're the same kind of people," Fang Hong said.

Liu Tianxian didn't argue. Her mother had raised her with great hardship and endured many trials.

"I lied just now—eighty thousand a month is enough. No need to pay a full year upfront. You don't even need to buy it—the villa's down payment is fifty percent, you'd need ten million just to start. Keep the money for your business!" Liu Tianxian told him.

At eighty thousand, it's under a million a year—still very cheap.

"Huh?!" Fang Hong turned to look at her, seeing she was serious: "Why did you lie to me?"

"If it's for yourself, I won't rent it to you. If it's for your family, I will," Liu Tianxian said.

"You're terrible," Fang Hong pointed at her.

"This villa is huge—you couldn't get this price otherwise. I got it for you because of my face, so of course I had to test you," Liu Tianxian explained.

"Yes, yes, yes—your face is naturally invincible!"

"So what now?"

Liu Tianxian brushed her bangs aside, looking smug.

When she was in a good mood, she was actually quite fun.

When she was in a bad mood, her gaze could cut you to death.

They chatted and laughed in the car, arriving quickly at the company building. Fang Hong got out, and Liu Tianxian drove off alone.

Tomorrow morning, she'd send someone to bring the car over.

Liu Tianxian owned many cars and didn't care about this one—but she hadn't expected that after lending it to Fang Hong, he'd never return it.

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