Senior, Have You Been...

Welcome to "I'm Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years," exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network, narrated by Sang Ze Wang Xiaomo Lao He.

Wu Chen and Song Xuan were supposed to meet at 2 p. m., but Song Xuan arrived half an hour early and sat in a corner of the coffee shop by the window, looking absent-minded and lost in thought.

Sometimes she would pout slightly, clearly in a bad mood, and other times her eyes would light up with excitement, as if she had a special longing for the future.

Wu Chen entered the coffee shop with his car keys and glanced around.

Wu Chen scanned the room as soon as he entered, seemingly just looking around, but he was actually looking for someone. There weren't many customers, so he found them quickly.

Song Xuan sat in the north corner of the coffee shop by the window, while the person Wu Chen had found sat to the side and slightly in front of Song Xuan, facing north, about four or five meters away from Song Xue, but separated by an aisle.

This is a girl who is about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with an average appearance and dressed plainly, wearing a peasant-style outfit. She looks like the kind of ordinary girl you could see anywhere on the street.

Wu Chen knew that the girl's name was Bai Ling, and she was a very capable professional female bodyguard, not just a regular person.

She is one of Wu Yurong's people, one of the bodyguards Wu Yurong secretly sent to Song Xuan's side in the past year. She takes turns with her eldest female bodyguard to protect Song Xuan in secret.

Song Xun was unaware of this. Song Xun disliked having bodyguards with him, saying that he would have no friends that way.

Wu Yurong respected her daughter's wishes, but still secretly arranged for someone to follow and protect her. To prevent her daughter from venting her anger, she would frequently change the person protecting her.

Any female bodyguard who could appear close to Song Xuan would not be noticed by him, nor would he find her familiar.

This Bai Ling is Xue Chang.

Song Xue noticed Wu Chen at the door and waved to Wu Chen was wearing a mask and a baseball cap as usual, and his tone was muffled.

Wu Chen raised his hand to signal to Song Xuan, then smiled and walked over to pull up a chair and sit down.

It's not time yet, you're here so early.

After sitting down, Wu Chen tugged at his suit sleeve, glanced at his watch, then looked up at Song Xuan and smiled, "It's still more than 10 minutes to go, only 2 o'clock. Can I see you earlier, senior?"

Song Xuan took off her mask and smiled sweetly.

That's quite ambiguous; you're in such a hurry, aren't you?

Wu Chen smiled and looked Song Xun up and down.

Song Xun's smile is truly stunning. She's the kind of girl who can instantly give any man the feeling of first love, making him instantly want to date her. It's subtle; when a woman is beautiful enough, she can have an incredible attraction for men.

Wu Chen was admiring Song Xuan, and Song Xuan was also looking at Wu Chen, his expression somewhat off.

The senior is wearing a new suit?

Song Xuan asked a question.

Um.

Wu Chen glanced down at Song Xuan, then smiled and said, "Isn't changing clothes normal?"

No, what I meant was...

Song Xuan's expression became even stranger. He carefully asked, "Senior, your suit must be very expensive, right?"

I recognize this brand. Although it's not a bespoke suit, it's more expensive than typical high-end bespoke suits.

It's strange that these words came from Song Xuan's mouth. With his family background, how could he possibly care what brand of clothes others wear? No matter how expensive they are, can they be as expensive as his?

Wu Chen definitely knew what Song Xuan was thinking.

It's expensive, over ten thousand.

Wu Chen glanced down at the silver-gray suit he'd changed into at noon, his tone uncertain. He then looked at Song Xuan and smiled, "Maybe not sure either. It wasn't me who bought it. Did your girlfriend buy it?"

Song Xuan asked in a low voice.

Uh-huh?

Wu Chen nodded. "What about the watch from the snow exhibition?"

Patek Philippe, though it's just a regular model and not a limited edition, still costs over two hundred thousand yuan.

Song Xuan asked again, explaining that he hadn't noticed what watch Wu Chen was wearing yesterday, but he noticed it today because Wu Chen had just pulled up his sleeve to check the time.

Yeah?

Maybe.

Wu Chen glanced at his watch again before replying.

Still uncertain.

Did your girlfriend buy it too?

Song Xuan asked again.

"Yes, "Wu Chen nodded again.

That car?

Song Xuan noticed the car keys Wu Chen was unconsciously holding in his hand, and then suddenly turned his head to look out the window at the street.

He certainly recognized the Lamborghini's car keys and immediately spotted the blue Lamborghini parked outside. He quickly turned back and whispered to Wu Chen, "Lamborghini Was that a gift from your girlfriend?"

No, that's not it. The car isn't mine; it's not registered in my name. I'm just driving it for now.

Wu Chen laughed.

Song Xuan's expression grew increasingly grim. Although Wu Chen denied that the car was a gift from Li Ruobing, he didn't specify whose name it was registered under. This led Song Xuan to believe that the car belonged to Wu Chen's girlfriend, Wu Zhen, but wasn't officially registered under her name. This aligned perfectly with Song Yongxuan's suspicions.

Senior, Song Xuan looked at Wu Chen as if he wanted to say something, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions, including sympathy, regret, and a hint of disappointment.

How?

Wu Chen smiled and asked his senior, "Does your family own a small restaurant?"

Song Xuan asked, and as if afraid that Wu Chen would misunderstand, he quickly added, "I asked my classmates, and they told me."

This morning, Song Xuan didn't know what Wu Chen's family did for a living; he only knew that Wu Chen's family was ordinary. After talking to Li Ruobin at noon and arranging a time and place with Wu Chen, he asked his classmates for more detailed information about Wu Chen.

Yes, it's Ramen Shop in a small county town.

Wu Chen seemed quite composed, as if he didn't understand what Song Xun was trying to say at all.

Hey senior, how old is your girlfriend?

Song Xuan then asked, quite subtly.

What do you think?

Wu Chen smiled and asked him in return.

Didn't you talk to him?

Can't you tell?

I feel...

Song Xuan hesitated, looking unsure of what to say.

He sounded quite young at first, but his tone was too assertive and Bingbing; he seemed rather mature.

Song Xuan paused for a moment before looking at Wu Chen and speaking boldly.

Forty years old?

His voice sounded like he was 40 years old?

Wu Chen laughed and said, "No, no, that's not it."

Song Xue quickly explained that the voice was youthful, but not all middle-aged women's voices deteriorate; my mother's voice is even better than mine.

Exactly, I feel like your girlfriend gets scared when I talk to her, like I'm talking to my mom.

After Song Xuan finished speaking, he looked at Wu Chen with a very strange expression, as if to say, "What exactly do you want to say? Just say it."

Wu Chen maintained his smile.

Then I'll say, senior, don't be angry.

Song Xuan spoke cautiously.

Don't be angry.

Wu Zhen nodded.

Song Xuan mustered his courage and hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low but rapid voice, "Senior, are you being kept by a rich woman?"

Wu Chen's smile turned slightly strange, but he wasn't surprised at all that Song Xun would say that.

Senior, are you still laughing?

Seeing that Wu Chen responded immediately with a smile, Song Xuan said in a tone of disappointment, "You, so young, handsome, and talented, why did you have to talk to an old woman for money?"

He then blurted out everything he wanted to say, "Senior, is he controlling you?"

Does he always speak with such a cold tone?

He's so domineering and intimidating, are you afraid of him?

Senior, don't be afraid. You're so talented, and your songs are already popular. You can completely leave him. You'll have your own life. Trust me, you don't need to wrong yourself.

He makes you take a shower in broad daylight; he's shameless.

Senior, you're charging such a high price for your songs, is it just to make money and get rid of him? You don't even dare let him know.

Senior, you must believe me. Don't be afraid. You can definitely get rid of him. I can help you.

Song Xuan became increasingly agitated as he spoke. As he said, "I can help you," he grabbed Wu Chen's hand. The coffee shop table wasn't very big; could he really reach it?

As they crossed to the other side, a few meters in front of Song Xuan, Bai Yaling, who was about to drink her coffee, suddenly stopped and looked at the two of them.

Bai Ling was not only Song Yongxuan's bodyguard in secret, but also one of the people secretly monitoring Song Yongxuan. Under Wu Yurong, there was a group of people doing this, taking turns.

Wu Yurong wasn't trying to control her daughter; on the contrary, she provided her with a very relaxed environment and rarely interfered. If her daughter liked music, she let her play, as long as it didn't interfere with her studies.

But Wu Yurong knew all too well how much unnecessary trouble a girl who was too beautiful would attract.

Wu Yurong himself had learned his lesson, and he would not allow anyone to harm his daughter.

Therefore, Wu Yuerong would immediately know if anyone deliberately approached Song Xuan with ulterior motives, and would make that person disappear from her daughter's life without her knowledge.

After Song Xuan finished speaking, he finally grabbed Wu Chen's hand and looked at Wu Chen with great excitement.

The atmosphere immediately turned sour.

Wu Chen still had a smile on his face. He glanced at the two holding hands, and Song Xuan immediately let go of the senior. "Don't misunderstand, I went a bit too far."

Song Xuan felt a little embarrassed, but he leaned forward, holding onto the table, and explained in a low voice, "Senior, I really feel sorry for you. You're so talented, don't you think it's a waste?"

You really want to make money, you want to be independent, right?

You want to get rid of that old woman, don't you?

Song Xuan kept calling Li Ruobing an "old woman," revealing a deep prejudice against Li Ruobing. Wu Chen knew this. Before leaving the coffee shop, Wu Chen had spoken with Li Ruobing alone, mainly to explain how he should cooperate if Wu Yurong called him, and also to ask what he and Song Xuan had talked about.

Therefore, Wu Chen knew how Song Xuan would feel after talking to Li Ruobin. He understood Song Xuan's personality; he would inevitably be docile when talking to Li Ruobin. He didn't like arguing with people, didn't want to cause trouble for others, and didn't want to be misunderstood. But that didn't mean he had no thoughts in his heart. It would be a miracle if Song Xuan had any good impression of Li Ruobing.

Of course, Song Xuan himself is not the kind of person who would talk badly about others behind their backs or deliberately stir up trouble. He misunderstood. Last time he met Wu Chen, he didn't pay much attention to what Wu Chen was wearing or what watch he was wearing. Those things were not the point. Wu Chen wanted to sell him a song, and he was just taking a look. The song was the point.

This time, Song Xuan took the initiative to meet with Wu Chen, indicating a complete shift in his mindset.

He felt that Wu Chen was incredibly talented, someone who could make a song go viral online in a single day. To outsiders, it might just be an amazing curtain call, but for Song Xuan, who had been playing music for many years and wanted to achieve success in music, he knew how incredible it was. His shock was beyond the comprehension of outsiders. Of course, he wasn't the kind of girl who would ruin other people's relationships. He just genuinely misunderstood that Wu Chen had a love for talent and truly felt sorry for Wu Chen.

The current situation is an unexpected one, because Li Ruobing receiving Song Xun's call was an accident in itself. Wu Chen's original plan was not like this. But since the accident has obviously happened, Wu Chen simply changed his approach and took advantage of the situation. That's why he deliberately looked at his watch and held the car keys in his hand.

Senior, look at the results for "Heart's Remedy" now! You're famous, you know that?

Song Wuxuan then took out his phone and showed Wu Chen the music charts on it, saying, "Big companies will sign you; you can become a star. Don't even mention this."

Wu Chen smiled and shook his head, saying, "I will not debut."

Why?

Senior, you've released a song, don't you want to become a singer?

Don't you want to make money?

Song Xuan asked immediately.

He can't understand Wu Chen; many things aren't as you imagine.

Wu Chen softened his tone and smiled without explaining.

Senior, do you have some kind of leverage that old woman has over you?

Song Xun thought for a moment, then his eyes widened as he asked.

It's not that he has a wild imagination, but rather that many of the strange things are inexplicable, and this is the only reasonable explanation he can think of.

From Psychology perspective, first impressions are very important, and Song Xuan's first impression of Li Ruobing was very bad.

When one person thinks another is bad, they tend to think even worse about that person.

Senior, he threatened you, didn't he?

The teacher asked again, "No, it's really not."

Can we please stop talking about this?

Senior, don't change the subject. You're a man, you can be strong. It's not what you think.

Xuezhao, stop forcing a smile. You always pretend to be relaxed and smile, I understand why.

When Song Xuan said this, his own expression turned sour, because he truly understood what it meant to feign ease, to laugh and joke, to appear happy and relaxed every day, while the pain in one's heart remained unknown to outsiders. He himself was like that.

Let's talk about me, Brother Worried About Buying.

Wu Chen ignored Song Xuan's comment and forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

Yes, Brother Mai.

By the way, senior, I have to apologize for what happened yesterday. You weren't messing with me; I was wrong. Your song is worth 100,000, not 1 million.

Song Yongxun's attention was drawn back.

For the next ten minutes or so, Song Xun engaged in a deep discussion with Wu Zhen about music, occasionally praising Wu Chen and the Heart's Remedy.

Although his praise was sincere, it also had an element of deliberate intent, because he wanted to make Wu Chen feel comfortable. He came with the mindset of asking Wu Chen to sell him a song, fearing that Wu Chen would make things difficult for him because of what happened yesterday.

Song Xuan really, really wants to make a song a hit; it's been his musical dream for many years.

During the conversation, he complained to Wu Chen about how difficult and challenging his life had been over the years, how he persevered, how he repeatedly failed, and how many songs he had released that were not accepted by the public.

Senior, could you write me a song?

As Song Xuan finished drawing, he looked at Wu Chen with a pitiful expression.

Wu Chen smiled and offered 100,000.

Okay, I'll give it to you.

Song Xuan immediately agreed, adding that he would also take 50% of the net profit.

Wu Chen continued.

This is not just asking for an exorbitant price; it's downright delusional and wishful thinking. Even the world's top lyricists and composers wouldn't dare to ask for such a price.

Okay, no problem.

Song Xuan agreed without hesitation. He wanted to be a singer, but not for money. He didn't care how much money a song could earn; he just wanted to become famous.

It's settled then, paper and pen.

Wu Chen gestured to Song Xuan as he spoke.

Song Xuan quickly took out a small notebook and pen, and handed them to Wu Chen with a big smile.

Wu Chen flipped to the blank page at the back, about to write, but paused, looked up and smiled, asking Song Xuan, "What kind of song do you want?"

Song Xuan was taken aback, blinked his big eyes, and then frowned in confusion, asking, "Is there still a choice?"

Senior, here are a few songs EGO has written. You can choose one, and I'll write the rest for you right away. It'll be quick.

Wu Chen, however, smiled and said, "Donate blood?"

Soon, Song Xuan was shocked. He was willing to spend 100,000 yuan to buy a song and give up 50% of the profits, so he must have bought a good one with high quality. Even if it couldn't reach the level of "Heart's Remedy", it should at least be a minor hit.

He was mentally prepared for this, but Wu Chen actually let him choose the subject matter and even donated blood very quickly.

Senior, don't try to brush me off. Are you still angry?

Song Xuan pursed his lips and said.

I'm not just going through the motions; I'm serious, and I'm sure my song will be a hit.

Wu Chen smiled.

Song Xuan had an expression that suggested Wu Chen was just being perfunctory.

If you don't believe Wu Chen's claim that he won't become famous, I'll refund your money, okay?

Wu Chen asked with a smile.

Today, Wu Chen is going to show Song Xuan what true talent really means.

This concludes this episode. We hope you'll continue listening!