Who Said Su Ningwei's Family Lacked Money?

The King of Songs, Fu Yi, was currently the pillar of Star Shine Media, so he naturally attended this meeting.

Fu Yi, who had been fiddling with a fountain pen, froze the moment he heard Ye Chen singing "Lonely Warrior." The pen slipped from his hand onto the table, yet he remained completely oblivious.

Fu Yi stared at Ye Chen singing on the screen, his eyes filled with shock as a strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

After the two videos finished playing.

The people present were filled with amazement, and they began to envy Ke An for discovering another promising talent.

Ke An said with a radiant expression, "What does everyone think of this Ye Chen?"

"I think he's great. Even if these two songs weren't originally written for him, given Ye Chen's looks, voice, and singing ability, he could debut right now," a shareholder said, nodding repeatedly as if he were looking at a glittering cash cow.

Another shareholder said excitedly, "I feel the same way. It's been a long time since I've seen such a good talent among the male artists. The last one this good must have been our current King of Songs, Fu Yi."

"I don't know, but I have a feeling this Ye Chen will definitely be more popular than Fu Yi in the future," Xin Fan said, leaning lazily back in his boss chair while arching an eyebrow at Fu Yi.

Xin Fan was a handsome rogue who had debuted at the same time as Fu Yi and held ten percent of Star Shine Media's shares.

However, because he was too lazy and his family was wealthy, he only released one song a year and had always remained moderately popular.

Xin Fan had never liked the smiling-tiger-like Fu Yi; he found him incredibly hypocritical and detested him.

If it weren't for the money, Xin Fan would have stripped Fu Yi of his facade long ago.

As soon as Xin Fan finished speaking.

The others also looked at Fu Yi, feeling that Xin Fan's words made a lot of sense.

After all, Ye Chen's looks and physique were right there, clearly a cut above Fu Yi.

If Ye Chen could also write songs, he would be invincible.

It seemed the position of Star Shine Media's pillar was about to change hands.

Fu Yi's manager, Zeng Fanren, said with a look of defiance, "This Ye Chen is nowhere near Ah Yi. But Sister An, the person you've chosen this time—won't he be like Su Ningwei before, quitting whenever he feels like it and turning out to be an ingrate?"

Ke An was fiercely protective of her own; hearing Zeng Fanren speak of Su Ningwei this way, she couldn't help but flare up. "What are you saying? How was Su Ningwei an ingrate? She paid every cent of the contract termination fee. When Su Ningwei was at the company, how much profit did she bring in? If the company hadn't arranged for Su Ningwei to make an appearance and sing a duet on Fu Yi's album, would your precious Fu Yi have successfully secured the title of King of Songs?"

Su Ningwei had reached her peak the moment she debuted, even carrying Star Shine Media to the top of the industry.

By the time Su Ningwei became the Queen of Songs, Fu Yi had already been in the industry for years; although he had good looks and talent, he had never truly exploded in popularity.

To cultivate a King of Songs, Star Shine Media spent a fortune buying several excellent tracks and had Su Ningwei appear and sing a duet on Fu Yi's album.

Fu Yi himself was quite capable, the type who performed better when challenged, and the duet single with Su Ningwei became a massive hit that year.

Relying on that album, Fu Yi successfully ascended to the throne of the King of Songs.

Fu Yi had also pursued Su Ningwei passionately, desperately trying to ride her coattails, and even proposed to the company that they form a celebrity couple.

However, Su Ningwei rejected Fu Yi outright.

At that time, Su Ningwei was at the height of her career, and the company naturally stood on her side.

Who could have known that Su Ningwei would later retire abruptly? It caught the company off guard, but they had no choice; they could only let her do as she pleased.

After all, Su Ningwei's family was not short on money.

Yet Zeng Fanren was ungrateful.

He believed that the number of people who liked Fu Yi could circle the entire Blue Star several times over.

He felt Su Ningwei was unappreciative and had always held a grudge over her rejection of Fu Yi.

Zeng Fanren's face turned beet red from Ke An's retort, and just as he was about to strike back, a sharp, icy glare from Fu Yi suppressed him, forcing him to shut his mouth.

"Ah Ren, are you in a position to question Sister An and Senior Su? If it weren't for Senior Su's support, would I be where I am today? Apologize to Sister An at once." After reprimanding Zeng Fanren with a cold face, Fu Yi turned to Ke An with an apologetic expression. "Sister An, you are right. I keep the kindness you've shown me close to my heart. Ah Ren is ignorant; I hope you are magnanimous and won't take it to heart."

"Sister An, I'm sorry." Zeng Fanren stood up and apologized to Ke An obediently.

Fu Yi curled his handsome lips into a gentle, humble smile, making it difficult for anyone to remain angry at such a charming face.

Ke An gave a light huff; for Fu Yi's sake, she decided not to bicker with Zeng Fanren.

"Everyone has seen Ye Chen's strength; he certainly has the potential to be the next King of Songs. Sister An, I trust your judgment and ability. I'll give you full authorization to proceed according to your plan. Whether you need money or resources, the company will provide full support," said Pei Xuan, the CEO of Star Shine Media, as she tossed her long, wavy hair, breaking the awkward stalemate with a smile.

Pei Xuan, the CEO of Star Shine Media, was in her early thirties. She had the brains, the looks, the figure, and the talent—a quintessential "boss lady."

She was also very loyal; her boyfriends were always eighteen-year-old, tall, and handsome "puppy-dog" types.

"Thank you for your support, CEO Pei. I will go implement it tomorrow," Ke An replied with a smile.

Pei Xuan nodded and said, "Then that's settled. Everyone, go home and get some rest early. Meeting adjourned."

Xin Fan couldn't stand Fu Yi's smiling-tiger act and loved seeing him get deflated.

As he passed by Fu Yi, Xin Fan deliberately wore a cheeky expression, as if waiting to see a good show.

Fu Yi kept a smile on his face, but inside, he felt as if he were soaking in lemon water brewed with boiling water—sour, astringent, and bitter—as he struggled to maintain his persona as a humble gentleman.

On the other side, Ye Chen held the fragrant and soft Su Ningwei in his arms and went to sleep early.

He had no dreams throughout the night and slept very well.

Early the next morning.

Ke An, sporting dark circles under her eyes, rang Ye Chen's doorbell with an excited look, her left hand laden with bags of gifts and baby presents, her right hand clutching a briefcase.

"Sister An, so early?" Ye Chen opened the door wearing an apron, looking somewhat surprised to see Ke An standing there.

Ke An handed the gifts to Ye Chen and said with a smile, "These are for the baby and Ningwei. Are they awake? I hope I'm not disturbing you."

Ye Chen took the gifts from her and replied with a smile, "You're too kind, thank you for the presents. Come in and sit down. They've been up for a while; Ningwei should be in the bedroom nursing right now. Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet. Can I mooch a meal off you?" Ke An laughed as she stepped into the house.

After surveying the exquisitely decorated and cozy home, Ke An was very satisfied with Ye Chen and Su Ningwei's new place. It seemed Ye Chen had chosen a good house; he was a man who knew how to manage a household.

"I made mushroom and chicken porridge this morning, along with some meat buns. If you don't mind, you can make do with that," Ye Chen said.