“Hey, look! The president’s wife is here again.”
“Look how much the president dotes on her—they’re holding hands the whole way.”
“Yeah. I wish I had a boyfriend who spoiled me like that,” one receptionist said dreamily.
“Wake up. If you were as beautiful as Mrs. Mo, maybe you’d have a chance.”
Director Li, who happened to be passing by, overheard the conversation. He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and walked back to the reception desk.
“Xiaoli, did you say the president’s wife is here?”
“Yes, she just went upstairs.”
“Great, thanks. Got it.”
Director Li thanked her with a smile.
Graduation season was just around the corner, but the compositions produced by the company’s songwriting department hadn’t offered anything fresh or exciting. Their songs were performing poorly on the charts, and he was worried.
He had thought about asking Qin Ruoyao for help before, but she was the president’s wife. She didn’t need the money and rarely came to the company.
Now that she happened to be here, he decided to try his luck.
The elevator went straight to the sixty-sixth floor. But after stepping out, Director Li suddenly hesitated.
He Yang had come out to make himself a cup of coffee and noticed Director Li pacing back and forth.
“Director Li, what are you doing? Need something?”
Seeing He Yang, Director Li visibly relaxed. He had been looking for someone to help him break the ice.
“I heard Madam is here. I wanted to ask her for a favor.”
“What kind of favor? Mind telling me?”
He Yang leaned in, wiggling his eyebrows. They worked together every day and knew each other well.
“Get lost.”
Director Li waved him away impatiently.
“Just tell me where she is.”
He Yang was busy and didn’t have time to joke around.
“In the president’s office.”
“Is the president there?”
If the president was inside, he wasn’t sure he had the courage to go in. He was a little afraid of his boss.
“What? Scared?” He Yang teased.
“Come on, just tell me.”
He Yang stopped teasing him.
“No, he’s in a meeting. The advertising department is here today.”
“Great. Then I’ll go now.”
The moment he heard that Mo Junlin wasn’t there, Director Li’s confidence returned.
Knock, knock.
Inside the office, Qin Ruoyao looked up in confusion.
Mo Junlin was in a meeting, and He Yang had just left.
Who could it be?
“Come in.”
Director Li entered.
“Hello, Madam.”
Qin Ruoyao smiled in surprise when she saw him. He was one of the few people she actually knew at the company.
“Hello, Director Li. Long time no see.”
“It has been a while. How have you been lately?”
He rubbed his hands together nervously.
“I’ve been doing well. Director Li, is there something you need?”
“Well…”
He gave her an ingratiating smile.
“There is something I’d like your help with—if you’re willing.”
“Is there really something that even Director Li can’t handle? Let’s hear it.”
She wasn’t busy anyway.
“It’s like this. July is almost here, and graduation season songs are competing on the charts. Our songs haven’t been doing very well, so I was hoping you could write something for us. What do you think?”
“Graduation season?”
Qin Ruoyao thought about it for a moment.
There really were plenty of good songs associated with graduation.
“Sure. Let me think about it. I’ll send them to you once they’re done.”
She agreed immediately.
“Great! Thank you, Madam. Take your time.”
“It’s nothing. I’m free anyway. Having something to do is nice.”
She genuinely didn’t mind.
“Then I’ll head back downstairs and let you work.”
Qin Ruoyao nodded with a smile.
Director Li clearly looked anxious, yet he still didn’t dare rush her.
She leaned back in Mo Junlin’s chair, gazing out the window as she thought.
Eventually, she settled on two songs:
The Wind Rises and The Deskmate of Yours.
Half an hour later, she had finished writing both songs.
Looking over the completed scores, she wondered who should sing them.
She didn’t know many singers personally. Aside from Wang Zhinan, Zhang Jingyun, and Wang Yufei, she didn’t have many options.
After thinking it over, she decided to ask Wang Zhinan first.
After all, he was her husband’s childhood friend.
She sent him a straightforward message:
“Do you have time to record some songs recently?”
Wang Zhinan had just finished recording a program and was on his way home. He had planned to take a few days off after wrapping up the show.
The moment he saw Qin Ruoyao’s message mentioning new songs, he sat up straight.
“I do. Where are you now?”
This was the legendary “Peach Blossoms Bloom” asking him.
Every song she wrote was a hit.
Of course he was interested.
“At Mo Group.”
She sent him the two songs.
“I’m on my way.”
He immediately instructed the driver to turn around and head to the Mo Group headquarters.
His manager, Ah Tai, looked at him curiously.
“What’s going on? Why aren’t we going home?”
“Qin Ruoyao said she has songs to record and asked if I have time. Do you think I should go?”
As he spoke, he looked down at the songs on his phone.
Ah Tai immediately sat up.
“Go? Of course you should go. And quickly!”
Only an idiot would turn down songs from her.
When Mo Junlin returned from his meeting, he noticed two sheets of paper on his desk.
“New songs?”
Qin Ruoyao nodded.
“I just finished them.”
“Are you tired?”
“No. I’m fine.”
She smiled.
“I plan to have Wang Zhinan sing them. He said he’ll be here soon.”
Mo Junlin knew she didn’t have much to do these days.
Ever since becoming pregnant, there were many activities she could no longer participate in. Writing songs wasn’t physically demanding, so he thought it was a good way to keep her occupied.
Qin Ruoyao sent the songs to Director Li and asked him to prepare the arrangements so recording could begin as soon as Wang Zhinan arrived.
Director Li was amazed by her speed.
A true master revealed their skill the moment they made a move.
He immediately got to work, rushing to complete the arrangements.
Wang Zhinan arrived in less than twenty minutes.
Qin Ruoyao asked him to head to the recording studio first, telling him she would join him shortly.
Worried about her safety, Mo Junlin specifically instructed He Yang to accompany her downstairs.
Only then did He Yang learn that Qin Ruoyao was pregnant.
His mouth fell open.
In a few months, there would be a young master in the Mo family.
His boss’s exact words had been:
“Take good care of Madam. Don’t let anything happen to her. Otherwise, don’t bother coming to work tomorrow.”
He Yang had nodded repeatedly, promising he wouldn’t fail his mission.
Wearing flat shoes, Qin Ruoyao stepped into the elevator. As soon as He Yang pressed the button, he quickly moved to stand behind her protectively.
“Relax. Don’t be so nervous. I’m fine.”
She smiled at him.
“Your boss is making too much of a fuss.”
He Yang still had no idea why she was heading to the recording studio.
The previous times she had written songs, he only knew the mysterious songwriter known as “Peach Blossoms Bloom.” He loved the music but had never realized Qin Ruoyao was the person behind it.
When they met Wang Zhinan, Qin Ruoyao handed him the two scores.
“Pick whichever one you want to sing. You can even sing both.”
Wang Zhinan had already read them in the car.
He felt he could handle both.
“I’ll record both first. If you think they don’t fit, you can always find someone else.”
Qin Ruoyao agreed.
At that moment, He Yang finally learned that Qin Ruoyao was none other than “Peach Blossoms Bloom.”
He was completely stunned.
He couldn’t help thinking:
As expected, anyone who can marry our president is extraordinary.
This couple is unbelievably talented.