C7 Yu Ke'er's Concern!

Qin Mo couldn't help but laugh at her adorable antics.

"Don't try to reason with a woman!

The prettier they are, the less sense they make!"

Just by observing Yu Ke'er's stance, Qin Mo knew this girl wouldn't back down easily.

Making a scene on the street would only draw curious stares.

Some bystanders were already glancing their way.

Thankfully, dusk was setting in.

Otherwise, being snapped by onlookers and ending up on the internet could spell trouble for the young lady.

Scanning the area, Qin Mo spotted a serene coffee shop that looked like it wasn't too bustling.

He gestured toward the entrance and offered, "Let's talk inside if you have something to say. It's my treat!"

Yu Ke'er was thrilled.

"You're buying me coffee, so we're friends now, right? Does that mean we can discuss the song invitation?"

She cheerfully presented her WhatsApp QR code.

Qin Mo cracked a smile and headed for the coffee shop.

Yu Ke'er felt a bit frustrated by Qin Mo's aloofness, yet she genuinely admired his talent.

A song like "When Love Becomes Past" was a level of artistry most musicians could only dream of reaching in their lifetimes!

Reluctantly, she tucked away her phone and bounced after him.

They settled into the shop and found a spot to sit.

Yu Ke'er placed her glittery crossbody bag on the table, ready to order some sweets.

But Qin Mo had already placed the order: one unsweetened latte and one half-sweet hot milk.

Yu Ke'er grinned, "I don't want milk. I'm all about the Cappuccino—full sugar with whipped cream! And I'd love some strawberry mousse!"

Qin Mo offered a gentle smile and advised, "Coffee can lead to a late night and dark circles in the morning. Plus, sugar and cream can cause weight gain and even speed up aging..."

He had managed many female artists in his past life and knew a thing or two about self-care.

Unconvinced, Yu Ke'er retorted, "Why do you sound just like my dad, all old-fashioned and stuff?"

Gazing out at the evening's soft glow, Qin Mo chuckled, "Well, I am about your dad's age. What's the point of chatting with an old guy like me?"

His message was crystal clear.

He was past his prime, while she was in the bloom of youth—they were simply not on the same path.

Yu Ke'er shook her head in disagreement. "I only called you 'uncle' as a joke! You're not old. At 29, you've still got it if you take care of yourself. Don't just give up on yourself like that!"

Her giggle was mischievous, her sparkling eyes alive with slyness.

"My uncle's a regular at your place for the music, and he's acquainted with your manager. A little sweet-talking to him, and voilà, I've got all your info."

"I've learned that you're a Northwich native who came to Lasthold for university. You're a star graduate from the Galaxy Music Academy!"

"You debuted with Starlight Entertainment, but after a fallout with a boss, you got blacklisted."

"I also found out your bar isn't turning a profit because you only hire the best singers, and the nightly revenue doesn't even cover their performance fees!"

"See, if you write songs for me, I'll pay you a hefty royalty. That'll solve all your problems, won't it?"

Qin Mo's brow furrowed.

She knew quite a bit.

Even more than he did himself!

He sighed, "Did you also know that I don't like being investigated?"

It wasn't a big deal for him personally, but he was worried about his secret marriage being exposed and dragging Ling Xuerou into it.

Yu Ke'er was unaware of this layer of his life, so Qin Mo couldn't really fault her.

"Ah, that..." Yu Ke'er paused, then whispered apologetically, "I'm sorry, I had no bad intentions. I just wanted to help. A talented musician like you shouldn't be wasted!"

Her face was the picture of innocence, her expression earnest.

Qin Mo shook his head, his voice cool and detached, "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need help."

He lifted his hand, signaling to call the waiter and settle the bill, ready to end their chat.

In a sudden panic, Yu Ke'er's small hand clasped over Qin Mo's larger one.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet!"

The warmth of her soft, delicate hand seeped through his skin. Qin Mo resigned himself, "Go on, then."

Yu Ke'er's eyes twinkled as she confessed, "Uncle, I'll lay it out for you. I'm the daughter of the chairman of Century Entertainment. I sought you out because I believe in your talent. Whether as a musician or a singer, you'd bring immense commercial value to our company..."

Despite her young age, she was full of clever ideas and could talk a good game about them.

Truth be told, her eagerness to ink a deal was secondary to her real motive: she had her sights set on the dashing and immensely talented Qin Mo and was determined to win his heart!

Qin Mo finally grasped the source of the young lady's confidence.

She was not just an internet sensation or a variety show regular—she was the daughter of the CEO of one of the top three entertainment companies in the nation!

Qin Mo was even less inclined to entangle himself with a girl of such stature.

He met the girl's earnest gaze and said coolly, "Young lady, I cherish my freedom."

Yu Ke'er inquired, "Can't we at least be friends?"

"No!"

Persisting, Yu Ke'er asked, "Is it because you have a girlfriend or a wife?"

Qin Mo chuckled, "Neither."

Yu Ke'er pouted, "Then why can't we be friends?"

"Because it's not suitable," Qin Mo replied calmly.

Yu Ke'er was at a loss for words.

Lost in thought, she didn't notice Qin Mo had settled the bill and was already on his feet, leaving.

She sat there alone, pondering his parting words.

"Go back. We're from different worlds, like two parallel lines that should never intersect."

Feeling slighted, Yu Ke'er downed the hot milk left on the table.

She was single, he was single—was it so wrong to want to get to know each other?

This man truly marched to the beat of his own drum!

But it wasn't just Qin Mo's creative prowess that she admired.

His aura, seasoned by life yet marked by a serene detachment, had captivated her.

And let's not forget—he was incredibly handsome!

It was no overstatement to say that she had fallen head over heels for Qin Mo at first sight in the bar the night before!

Yu Ke'er got into her car, her mind racing.

She couldn't give up so easily; she had to try again. Perhaps he simply didn't trust that her intentions were genuine!

...

The next morning, Qin Mo searched online for a recording studio.

The better ones required booking well in advance, with some slots filled up until the following month.

Qin Mo settled for a more modest option.

Located in the suburbs, he had to take a taxi there and back, which cost him over a hundred yuan in fare.

In total, Qin Mo recorded four songs, each with its own unique flair.

Qin Mo recorded a total of four songs, nailing each one in a single take. He accompanied himself with instruments like the guitar and piano. Once back in his apartment, he uploaded "I Heard," "Dusk," and "When Love Becomes Past" to Conboat.

"Dusk" was the focus of his promotion efforts, with five thousand dollars invested in boosting its presence on Conboat. The song quickly went viral. In just one hour, it racked up over a hundred thousand likes and tens of thousands of comments. To say this song belongs in the heavens, rarely heard by mortal ears, would not be an overstatement!

As a young man who's been bombarded by a culture of superficiality, my soul has finally been purified by the originality of Rhelaweth's music! Uncle Qin Mo, you have my full support!

Old Qin, if you keep up this standard, you're destined to reach the pinnacle of Rhelaweth's music scene!

I've been waiting since yesterday, and it's finally released! I adore this song and never anticipated it would catch fire so quickly. It's like my secret gem has been uncovered by the masses...

I've had the song on repeat since its release. Recently heartbroken, I sat on the bus, gazing at the passing landscape through the window. As I passed by the seaside, the briny sea breeze moistened my eyes. I don't know why, but it felt as if the entire city was weeping with me. The illusion of love had shattered!

His voice, rough with emotion, carried a deep sense of longing.