Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Who would use such a WeChat nickname?

Zhan Lingfeng frowned and swiped open Zhan Yiran's WeChat avatar, only to see a beautiful side profile.

The woman wore a white dress, standing in front of a desk painting, with a serene and otherworldly expression.

The woman in the avatar was clearly not Zhan Yiran.

Seeing that his master had not recognized his own wife, Zhan Yi could not help but remind him: "Master Zhan, this is your wife."

Is it Gu Nanyan?

Zhan Lingfeng was surprised. Why would his sister use Gu Nanyan's photo as her avatar?

He remembered this marriage, which Zhan Yiran opposed the most fiercely.

The marriage was arranged by their grandfather's generation. It was originally supposed to be the eldest daughter of the Gu family, but later the head of the Gu family divorced his first wife and took a new wife. The eldest daughter, Gu Nanyan, fell into disgrace and was sent back to her hometown in the countryside, unheard of for over a decade.

The head of the Gu family wanted to use his second daughter from his new wife to replace Gu Nanyan and marry into the Zhan family.

Zhan Lingfeng did not care who married into the Zhan family, but the person could only be the eldest daughter of the Gu family. If the Gu family wanted to break the marriage, then the marriage would be canceled.

The head of the Gu family dared not offend Zhan Lingfeng, so in order to continue associating with the Zhan family, he had to put Gu Nanyan forward.

When Zhan Yiran found out that her future sister-in-law was a country bumpkin raised in the countryside who was also widely criticized online, she refused to let her marry into the Zhan family and caused several scenes at home.

All were suppressed by Zhan Lingfeng. Since it was a marriage arranged by their grandfather, it had to be fulfilled.

It had only been a few days, and not only did Zhan Yiran not fight with Gu Nanyan, but she even used Gu Nanyan's photo as her avatar?

Zhan Lingfeng could not understand it. He had a feeling that something had happened in the Zhan family.

Just as he was about to call home, Zhan Yi next to him said, "Master Zhan, the Old Madam has also changed her WeChat nickname."

Zhan Lingfeng looked over and saw four characters: 【Nanyan's Mother】.

"What does that mean?" Zhan Lingfeng frowned.

Zhan Yi explained, "Usually, elders who are very fond of their children will add the word 'mother' after their child's name, indicating that they are Gu Nanyan's mother."

Zhan Lingfeng: "..."

His mother had never even called herself 【Lingfeng's Mother】 or 【Yiran's Mother】, and now she was calling herself Gu Nanyan's mother.

What had happened at home?

Zhan Yiran whined, "Just record one song. You sing so wonderfully, it can purify one's body and soul. When I'm feeling down or vexed, I want to listen to you sing. But I can't always ask you to sing for me."

"Sister-in-law, there must be many, many people in this world who love your singing."

Upon hearing the words "many, many people," Gu Nanyan seemed to have thought of something and asked Zhan Yiran, "If I record this song, would everyone be able to hear it?"

Zhan Yiran nodded, "Of course. The Zhan family's music company is top-notch. The songs they release have an extremely wide reach. And now with the internet so advanced, you don't even need to buy records anymore. With a phone or computer, you can listen to songs no matter where you are."

Able to hear the song no matter where you are!

Gu Nanyan was touched by these words. If she could traverse from the ancient Great Qi dynasty to the modern era, could others do the same? What if her younger brother heard her song? He would definitely come looking for her.

Gu Nanyan nodded, "Okay, do as you said."

"Sister-in-law is so kind!"

Zhan Yiran cheered, and the Old Madam was also delighted.

The song that Gu Nanyan sang was truly wonderful. If they could record it, they could listen to it anytime, anywhere.

Zhan Yiran acted quickly, immediately calling the general manager of the music company and instructing him to arrange for the best producers, composers, and lyricists to come over.

When the general manager received the call from the Zhan family's third young miss, he dared not show the slightest negligence and immediately made arrangements without delay.

Zhan Music had three top producers. The general manager summoned these three producers to the conference room and held a small meeting, asking who was willing to go to the Zhan family's residence.

"Manager, we are a music company, a top music company, not playthings for the third young miss of the Zhan family. The third young miss is being too rowdy."

Producer Qiu Feiyue was not pleased, feeling that the third young miss of the Zhan family was being too childish. Even when the Master Zhan had business, proper procedures were followed. How could this little girl demand things as she pleased?

Qiu Feiyue had performed extremely well in recent years, with several of his hit songs becoming hugely popular.

The manager tried to placate him: "Don't be angry. Miss Zhan Lingfeng is not one to make trouble. She said there's a particularly good song, with both lyrics and melody, so let's just record it."

"Hmph, the same old routine."

Qiu Feiyue was really getting sick and tired of it.

Nowadays, what those singers called "composing" was just humming a random tune. It was far from a complete song, barely managing a line or two of lyrics. The subsequent refinement and arrangement were left to the composers like him.

And in the end, when the song was released, those singers would still claim credit as the composers.

He didn't care who it was, he wasn't going.

Qiu Feiyue got up and walked out the door without a word.

His actions made his stance clear - he had no time to entertain a little girl's tantrum.