Ye Fei Ye

"Do you think sleeping with you once isn't enough after what you did to make me famous? Would you do it a second time?"

Li Qingshen remained silent.

Ling Momo pouted before biting her finger. "Ten times?" She asked.

Li Qingshen still remained silent.

Ling Momo tugged at her own hair. She clenched her jaw. "Twenty times?"

Li Qingshen turned around to leave.

Ling Momo was frantic. She stomped her feet. "Is twenty times still too little? You can't possibly want a hundred times."

Li Qingshen smiled. "That'll do..."

The Mysterious CEO and His Feisty Bride

Ling Momo couldn't help but feel a sense of peace. Sleeping with someone a hundred times to get a legend in the music industry as a mentor was totally worth it!


"His information is on the table. There are two copies. Take one. It has his address. Go find him tomorrow."


Following Enson's instructions, Ling Momo walked to the table nearby and indeed saw two documents. She took one, lowered her head, and the moment she saw the name in the name column, her expression froze—Li Qingshen.


The legend of the music industry, the mythical figure admired by everyone, turned out to be Li Qingshen... her uncle... Li Qingshen!


Wasn't he always doing scientific research abroad?


Ling Momo carefully tucked away her doubts, took a copy of the information, bowed to Enson, said goodbye, and left.


When the room had completely fallen silent, the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window slowly turned around. He walked over to the table, placing the now cold teacup on the side table, and casually picked up the remaining document.


It was a résumé well-known to global media—


Education: Dual Ph.D. degrees in Chemistry and Materials Science from MIT, proficient in four languages: Chinese, English, French, and Ancient Egyptian  


Position: Lecturer at MIT, Member of ORSTOM  


There was a photo attached to the bottom of the document.  


It was a side profile of a man, with distinct features and a prominent, upturned nose. His chin was slightly pointed, his lips red, and his skin pale, a true epitome of earthly beauty.  


This was almost everyone's consensus on Li Qingshen.  


Looking at his résumé alone, it was undeniably an impressive record.  


At only twenty-six years old, he had obtained dual Ph.D. degrees from MIT, became a lecturer at MIT, and was highly paid by the famous French research group ORSTOM, reaching heights unattainable by many.  


After staring for a while, Enson slightly lifted his head. The light shone on his face, revealing distinct features and perfect lines, looking exactly like the person in the document photo!  


Indeed, Enson, the CEO of SE Music Entertainment Company, the always low-key and mysterious legend in the business world, was Li Qingshen. At the same time, the myth, the composer, and lyricist who crafted countless timeless classics in the music industry, was also Li Qingshen.  


Three myths, three remarkable accomplishments, each so dazzling they were impossible to gaze upon directly.  


Yet no one knew that behind these three legends, it was all the same person!  


The area around the "Imperial Palace" was the most bustling in X City. To prevent traffic congestion, taxis were prohibited from driving on this street throughout the year.  


Ling Momo exited the "Imperial Palace" and walked slowly along the road for a long time before finally reaching a bus stop.  


The night breeze blew in gently, carrying a hint of chill, lifting her long skirt and making her long hair dance. Ling Momo couldn't help but raise her hand, hugging her shoulders and turning around, just in time to see the advertisement board standing by the bus stand.  


A giant poster of Jian Chenxi was mounted on it, wearing a white princess dress and smiling back at a forest. Her eyes and eyebrows were exquisite, her lips uplifted—the woman in the picture was like a fairy, beautiful and unparalleled.


Chapter 10: I'm Getting Married (10)