Qin Ruoyao drove on the way home.
After all, Mo Junlin had been drinking.
It wasn’t much, but the saying existed for a reason: don’t drink and drive, and don’t drive after drinking.
For safety’s sake, she took the wheel instead.
Fortunately, she had a driver’s license.
The trip home was smooth.
As soon as they arrived, Qin Ruoyao took out her laptop, sat down on the sofa, and began writing a song.
Mo Junlin assumed she was still brainstorming ideas, so he didn’t disturb her and headed to his study to handle some work.
The song she chose was “The Ordinary Road.”
In her previous life, it had been the theme song of the film The Continent.
The entire song carried a feeling of freedom and ease.
The deliberately rough vocal style gave it a raw, unpolished charm, creating the sensation of traveling across mountains and rivers.
It was a true classic among folk songs.
The line—
“I once crossed mountains and seas, and passed through crowds of people. Everything I once possessed vanished like smoke in an instant.”
—had resonated with countless listeners.
Not only had the song accumulated an enormous number of comments online, but it had also secured its place among the greatest modern folk songs.
After hearing Wang Zhinan describe the project earlier, this was immediately the song that came to Qin Ruoyao’s mind.
She simply couldn’t bear the thought of such a masterpiece remaining unknown.
After obtaining Wang Zhinan’s email address, she sent him the completed score.
Wang Zhinan had just gotten home when he received her message asking for his email.
Curious, he sent it over.
Could she really have finished already?
A notification sounded from his inbox.
He quickly opened his laptop.
There it was.
An email containing an entire song.
His eyes skimmed over the lyrics.
“I once crossed mountains and seas…”
“Everything I once possessed vanished like smoke…”
His heart skipped a beat.
The lyrics were incredible.
He immediately printed the score.
As a professional singer, he naturally began singing through it while following the notation.
The more he sang, the more immersed he became.
It was fantastic.
A genuine folk song.
For some time now, he had wanted to experiment with genres outside his usual style, but suitable material had been hard to find.
Now this opportunity had practically fallen from the sky.
If he hadn’t already been drinking and if it weren’t so late, he would have rushed straight to the recording studio.
Instead, he immediately messaged Qin Ruoyao and invited her to watch him record the song the next day.
At Mo Corporation.
She agreed.
After finishing the song, Qin Ruoyao found herself reflecting.
Her life was becoming increasingly strange.
Somehow she seemed to be heading down the path of a songwriter.
Then again, maybe that wasn’t so bad.
After all, her mind was full of songs.
She wasn’t planning to write constantly.
But whenever an opportunity appeared, perhaps it was simply fate.
With that thought, she stopped overthinking.
Right now, she only wanted a hot bath.
After removing her makeup, applying a face mask, and filling the bathtub with hot water and essential oils, the entire bathroom became fragrant.
Soft music played in the background.
Sinking into the warm water, she sighed contentedly.
“Now this is living.”
After finishing his work in the study, Mo Junlin emerged and found the living room empty.
Returning to the bedroom, he heard music coming from the bathroom.
He immediately knew where she was.
Then, after a moment’s thought, he headed inside.
Qin Ruoyao had just removed her face mask.
She was playing with bubbles and preparing to grab her phone to browse videos.
Suddenly—
Click.
The bathroom door opened.
Startled, she instinctively covered herself and stared at him.
“What are you doing in here?”
“Taking a bath.”
Mo Junlin answered as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
While speaking, he calmly began undoing his shirt buttons.
Then his belt.
Qin Ruoyao immediately covered her eyes.
“This hooligan…”
she muttered internally.
“You’ve seen me plenty of times already.”
“What are you so shy about?”
Mo Junlin laughed.
Then he stepped directly into the bathtub, claiming he was merely trying to conserve water.
…
Later that night, at the underground parking garage of Mo Corporation, it was already past nine o’clock when the two finally arrived.
Entirely because of a certain shameless man.
One thing had led to another, and before she knew it, they were late.
Even now, Qin Ruoyao was still annoyed.
Inside the elevator, she smacked him a couple more times.
Mo Junlin accepted it with good humor.
He knew he had genuinely annoyed her this time.
That wouldn’t do.
Her affection was one of the greatest benefits in his life.
Pulling her into his arms, he coaxed softly,
“Careful.”
“Don’t hurt your hand.”
“I’ll pay better attention to the time next time, alright?”
Qin Ruoyao eyed him suspiciously.
“Really?”
Mo Junlin nodded seriously.
“Fine.”
“But this is the last time.”
“And no fooling around in the mornings.”
She immediately established a new household rule.
Ding.
The elevator arrived at the recording studio floor.
Without waiting for his response, Qin Ruoyao walked out.
She even waved goodbye graciously.
Mo Junlin waved back with a smile.
He didn’t bother arguing.
Whether he followed that rule was another matter entirely.
He still had work to do and didn’t accompany her further.
Besides, this was his territory.
Nobody would dare trouble her here.
“Sister-in-law, you’re here!”
The moment Wang Zhinan saw her, he hurried over.
He had arrived before eight in the morning and practically dragged his manager, Ah Tai, out of bed to come with him.
Since nobody else was in yet, he had even begun arranging the instrumental track himself.
He had just finished when Qin Ruoyao arrived.
He quickly introduced his manager.
Ah Tai stood nearby, observing Wang Zhinan’s unusually enthusiastic behavior.
Then again, this was the president’s wife.
It was understandable.
“The arrangement is finished.”
“In a moment, you can tell me how I sound.”
Qin Ruoyao was pleased with his efficiency.
She simply nodded.
Compared to acting, Wang Zhinan truly preferred singing.
The only problem had always been finding great songs.
Soon, the music began.
“Wandering on the road…”
“Are you leaving…”
The melody filled the studio.
Then came the chorus.
“I once crossed mountains and seas…”
“And passed through crowds of people…”
“Everything I once possessed…”
“Vanished like smoke…”
“I once felt lost, disappointed…”
“And completely directionless…”
“Until I realized…”
“Ordinariness is the only answer…”
Outside the recording booth, Ah Tai’s excitement became impossible to hide.
His fists clenched tightly.
This song was going to explode in popularity.
Yes, Wang Zhinan was already one of the industry’s biggest stars.
But entertainment moved quickly.
Today’s superstar could easily be forgotten tomorrow.
Great works were what truly mattered.
Everyone listened in silence.
Then suddenly another man rushed into the room.
He grabbed a pair of headphones and stared at Wang Zhinan inside the booth.
The smile on his face grew wider and wider.
Wei Han.
Early that morning, Wang Zhinan had bombarded him with messages insisting he come hear a song.
According to him, there would be a surprise.
At the time, Wei Han had been desperately searching for a theme song for his own project.
His hair was practically falling out from stress.
So he came.
And now he understood.
This wasn’t merely a surprise.
It was exactly what he had been searching for.
After two recording takes, Qin Ruoyao nodded in satisfaction.
Wang Zhinan left the booth.
The moment he stepped outside, Wei Han punched him lightly on the shoulder.
“You brat.”
“You really came through.”
“Thank you.”
Wang Zhinan quickly waved his hands.
“Don’t thank me.”
“The real hero is right here.”
He immediately introduced Qin Ruoyao.
“This is the songwriter.”
“Mrs. Qin Ruoyao, wife of Mo Corporation’s president.”
Wei Han instantly grabbed her hand.
“Thank you!”
“Thank you so much, Miss Qin!”
A flood of praise followed.
Once they finished discussing the recording, Qin Ruoyao politely declined their invitation to dinner.
She had no intention of staying.
She would rather spend her evening with her beloved husband.