Decision

"Huh?"

Xiuxiu on the other end was stunned. Sister Wanjun was calling her just to ask this?

She didn't know anything about relationships either. She'd never been in love, how could she know?

Besides, Sister Wanjun was talking about a friend of hers. Where did Sister Wanjun get a friend she didn't know about?

"Is Wanjun-jie, is that friend someone you just met? I've never heard you mention having a friend like that before?"

Xiuxiu asked, still confused.

Wang Siyi's face turned red on the other end of the phone.

"A... a new friend I met recently. I met her when I came back to Yangcheng a while ago. You haven't met her..."

"Oh, I see..."

Xiuxiu suddenly understood and began to seriously consider Sister Wanjun's question.

Although she hadn't been in love, she read novels. She'd read countless sweet and angsty stories.

There were plenty of tropes in books. She tried hard to recall if Sister Wanjun's situation was similar to any of the novels she had read.

"Ah! I've got it!"

Xiuxiu had a flash of inspiration and thought of a novel with a similar plot.

"Wanjun-jie, is that friend of yours very close to the guy she likes?"

"Y-yes, how did you know..."

Wang Siyi felt like Xiuxiu had figured something out, and her face turned even redder.

"Then here's what you do: tell your friend to stay away from that guy for a while. During that time apart, she shouldn't contact him and see if he'll reach out to her first."

"If that guy contacts your friend, it means he has feelings for her."

"If they don't contact her for a long time, then that guy is either a player who flirts with every girl he meets."

"Or that guy just doesn't like your friend and is simply trying to trick her."

Xiuxiu said excitedly. She had seen this plot in a novel and thought it was a bit far-fetched at the time.

How could men and women not know if the other person had feelings for them?

She never expected Sister Wanjun to encounter such a situation. It really was true that life imitates art.

"Huh?"

"Is that okay?"

Wang Siyi sounded a little doubtful as she whispered to Xiuxiu.

"Don't worry, Wanjun-jie, this rule is very accurate. If the guy truly cares about your friend, he'll definitely be thinking about her all the time!"

"If your friend leaves him and he doesn't check in on her, it means he was faking it. You need to be careful with guys like that..."

Xiuxiu acted like a relationship expert, pontificating to Wang Wanjun.

"What if my friend can't bear to leave that guy?"

"Oh, Wanjun-jie, why is your friend so silly?"

"If that guy is playing with your friend's feelings, then it's not about whether she can bear it or not. Better a short pain than a long one."

"If you find out he truly likes her, she can go back to him. If he's a scumbag, why should she feel bad about leaving him?"

At this moment, Xiuxiu felt like a relationship guru, analyzing the situation with an omniscient perspective. She felt she had covered all possible scenarios.

"So, should she really leave that guy for a while? How long do you think is appropriate?"

Wang Siyi was conflicted. She really couldn't bear to leave him.

"That's a good question. Too short a time won't show anything, but too long isn't worth it. How about a month? Tell your friend to stay away from him for a month and not contact him."

"No phone calls, no WeChat messages. See if he contacts her. If he contacts you within a month and shows a lot of concern, it means he truly misses you and has feelings for you, even if he hasn't realized it himself."

"It's not me, it's my friend..."

Wang Siyi blushed and corrected Xiuxiu's mistake.

"Ah, right, right, it's your friend."

"Thank you, Xiuxiu. I'll go tell my friend. Goodbye."

She had to play the part all the way.

Xiuxiu reluctantly hung up the phone with Wang Siyi. She hadn't talked to Sister Wanjun in a long time and felt a sense of unfinished conversation.

The only people she could talk to in this company were Sister Wanjun and Sister Baozhu.

She didn't know what Sister Baozhu was busy with lately; she was basically never around. Xiuxiu often slacked off at work and wasn't proactive.

Finally, she had someone to talk to, but the conversation ended so quickly. She shook her head and continued to slack off.

Wang Siyi hung up the phone with Xiuxiu and thought about it seriously. She found Xiuxiu's advice made a lot of sense.

She couldn't tell if he liked her right now, and she didn't dare to ask him directly. So, this was the only way to test him.

It feels so difficult to leave him for a month and not be able to contact him.

Even when I live in the same house as him, I sometimes wonder what he's doing right now.

If I were a thousand miles away from him, what would I do when I missed him?

Here, I can see him whenever I miss him, and I can act spoiled and throw tantrums. But once I go to Shanghai, it will be hard to see him even once.

Wang Siyi patted her head in distress, feeling that she was starting to become anxious and insecure. What was going on?

Hesitation leads to defeat, Wang Siyi.

Her heart was in turmoil. She then thought of Ruyi, that die-hard fan, who had felt sorry and angry at the dinner table today about her current situation of being suppressed by the company.

But she also saw how happy Wang Siyi was with Li Changle, and Ruyi was happy along with her.

Having such a fan is really great. And according to Ruyi, there are many such fans...

She sighed. She really couldn't be so selfish anymore. She clearly had such a great song in her hands right now, something she had only dreamed of before.

How good was the quality of this song? Although she hadn't recorded it yet, she knew it would definitely be high quality.

It was better than the song she debuted with, "If," and even better than the song Yang Caiqian wrote for her this time, which the company had snatched away.

She should sing this song. And this was what he had written for her in the first place. She couldn't let down the results of his hard work, nor could she let down her fans' expectations.

"One month..."

Wang Siyi murmured the words and made up her mind. She picked up her phone and called Chen Baozhu.

"Hello? Wanjun, what's wrong?"

Chen Baozhu asked Wang Siyi, confused. She hadn't given up trying recently and was still working hard to find musicians, hoping to get a good song.

The song Yang Caiqian wrote last time was snatched by the company. Someone must have leaked the news, causing Yang Caiqian to lose a lot of face. He directly declared that no artist from Xinyi Huyou would ever get his help to write another song again.

This was equivalent to him blacklisting Xinyi. Chen Baozhu was secretly pleased. This lousy company deserved it. Being criticized by such a high-level musician in the industry was a very demeaning thing.

But Chen Zhiyuan had no shame, so who could do anything to him?

It had become more difficult to request songs for Wang Siyi indirectly. She had been a bit exhausted lately, and her efforts to use her connections had yielded no results.

"Damn Xinyi Huyou!"

Chen Baozhu now hated Xinyi Huyou intensely. If it weren't for Xinyi, she would have successfully cultivated a diva in any other company.

She wouldn't be in a situation now where she had to beg and plead with others for songs.

"Baozhu, I have a song here. I think it's pretty good. Take a look. If you also think it's okay, then we'll use it as the title track for our new album."

Wang Siyi said directly. She and Chen Baozhu had always been like this; important songs were only released after both of them felt they were okay.

This threw Chen Baozhu off. Where did Wang Siyi get a song from? Did she write it herself?

"Did you write it yourself, or did someone else write it for you, Wanjun?"

"The quality of the title track for the new album is very important. You can't just pick a random song as the title track because you see no hope anymore. Otherwise, there's no way you can impact your popularity as a top-tier singer."

Chen Baozhu thought Wang Siyi was giving up on herself and couldn't help but try to persuade her.

"Don't worry, Wanjun. I still have a few musicians I know who I haven't visited yet. I'll go and beg them again these few days. I should be able to get a good song."

"No, Baozhu, I think this song is very good. A friend wrote it for me. Please take a look first. I'll send you the demo."

After speaking, Wang Siyi hung up the phone and sent Chen Baozhu the demo of Red Bean that she had recorded herself.

Five minutes later, Chen Baozhu called back, her voice filled with excitement.

"Wanjun, your friend is truly a genius! This song is practically tailor-made for you! I even think this demo can be released directly. It's too good! The lyrics are also well-written, even better than Yang Caiqian's last song by a whole level!"

"Let's use this song for the new album! When are you returning to Shanghai? We'll go record it and then prepare for the new album release. We're only missing the title track recording; we've already finished most of the other things."

"After recording the new album's title track, we can consider the album's release. The company is unreliable, so we'll have to find other resources for promotion."

"But don't worry. The quality of this song is excellent. It's only a matter of time before it becomes a hit. I have a feeling this song called Red Bean will spread through every household. Wanjun, your status as a top-tier singer is secured!"

Chen Baozhu rambled on the phone, her expression ecstatic, happier than if she had won five million.

Of course, Chen Baozhu was happy. Heaven knows how much she had endured recently. Wang Wanjun was suppressed and shelved by the company.

Correspondingly, she was Wang Wanjun's agent, and she had even scolded the company director. Her life had been anything but easy.

Fortunately, she still had some reputation and status in the industry before, so Xinyi Huyou didn't dare to do anything to her.

She had been visiting independent musicians during this time, all hoping they would write a song for Wang Wanjun.

But after Yang Caiqian's experience, who would be willing to write a song for Wang Wanjun? What if they wrote one and Xinyi, that trash company, snatched it away again?

Wouldn't that be a waste of effort? And Xinyi might even casually give the song to another artist. Who could handle that?

Xinyi Huyou's reputation in the industry was basically ruined now. While Chen Baozhu felt a sense of satisfaction, she was also struggling. Because of Xinyi, she couldn't find any good songs.

She was bound by this garbage contract. Once the contract expired, she would kick this trash company to the curb no matter what.

"I... I'll return to Shanghai in a few days. I still have some things to attend to here. That's all for now, Baozhu. I'm a bit tired."

After speaking, Wang Siyi hung up the phone before Chen Baozhu could reply.

Chen Baozhu didn't mind. She listened to the demo Wang Siyi sent her repeatedly. This demo had to be kept hidden. That trash Xinyi Huyou was capable of anything.

Chen Baozhu decided not to return to the company for the time being, just to be safe. Even if she had to record songs, she would do it at an external studio.

Wang Siyi stared blankly ahead, silent. She had finally decided to continue singing, which also meant leaving Li Changle.

But she couldn't bring herself to make the decision. What should she do?

Frustrated, Wang Siyi just gave up and pulled the covers over her head, deciding a good sleep would solve all her worries.

At dinner, Wang Siyi looked at Li Changle in front of her, wanting to say something but hesitating.

She wondered how best to tell him, and what his reaction would be. Would he be reluctant to see her go?

Or would he be overjoyed, like last time when she said she was moving across the street?

By the end of dinner, Wang Siyi still hadn't said anything. Back in her room, she hit her head with a pillow in frustration.

What's wrong with you, Wang Siyi? You said hesitation leads to defeat. Can't you just be more direct?

She berated herself internally, but when she saw Li Changle, she still couldn't say it. She was truly reluctant to leave him.

Reluctant to leave him, his cooking, his Chicken Soup.

For a whole week, Wang Siyi spent her days in hesitation. Every time she saw Li Changle, she looked conflicted, then walked away in annoyance and retreated to her room.

This woman is so damn weird. Her mood changes like the weather in June.

Li Changle noticed Wang Siyi had been listless and distracted for the past few days. When he asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't say anything, and by the time he tried to ask again, she had already run off.

"The rain in June, it's you, mercilessly, with every drop, it strikes my heart, OH~"

Li Changle hummed a tune while cooking. Wang Siyi sat on the sofa, watching him and listening to the unfamiliar melody.

This kind of life is so wonderful. I really don't want to leave.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

"Hello? Wan Jun, what's going on? You said you'd come up in a few days, but it's been a week now. I've called you several times, why haven't you shown up yet?"

"Should I just come pick you up? You took a lot of luggage last time. Do you want me and Xiuxiu to come get you?"

Chen Baozhu urged Wang Siyi on the phone. She had already called several times in the past few days.

Wang Siyi's response each time was:

"Later," "I'll think about it," "In a couple of days."

She had become the queen of procrastination, driving Chen Baozhu mad. How could she feel at ease without recording such a great song?

"No need! Sister Baozhu..."

"I'll be in Shanghai the day after tomorrow. You don't need to pick me up."

Wang Siyi said nervously to Chen Baozhu. She didn't want them to know yet that she had someone she liked.

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