Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1188: 1192: She's Dreaming of Getting Rich

Chapter 1188: Chapter 1192: She’s Dreaming of Getting Rich

The CD contained a total of three songs.

Each one was their song.

Ye Xingbei lay flat on the bed, hands intertwined with Gu Junzhu, his eyes closed, corners of his lips turning up in a sweet smile.

Love was the fountain of inspiration.

Although she was known as the “Music Spirit,” a genius lyricist and composer, her previous songwriting cycle typically required one to two months.

The number of songs she created each year varied—seven or eight at most, but sometimes only one or two—certainly not prolific.

Her rise to fame and her soaring popularity in the songwriting circle were based on the widespread success of each of her songs, dominating the charts on various music platforms, not on quantity.

But now, in just over ten days, she had composed three pieces.

She was very satisfied with each one.

The quality of each was in no way inferior to her past work, perhaps even more exceptional.

Although they didn’t plan to release the song that Gu Junzhu wrote the lyrics for to the public, there were still two others.

Even with only two songs, she was confident they would make Lou Ning a huge success.

Once Lou Ning became a hit, her studio would start to turn a profit.

With the money earned, she would look for other promising talents.

Her studio could then slowly expand.

In fact, the greatest advantage of her studio was her innate talent for songwriting.

If she and Gu Junzhu continued to be so sweet and loving, constantly stimulating her creative inspiration, she could compose a new song every so often, and turning three to five talents into cash cows each year would be as simple as snapping her fingers.

As long as she took the right approach, making money in the entertainment industry was incredibly easy.

A single superstar could earn a studio profits of over a hundred million in one year.

If she had a few superstars in her hands, she wouldn’t need many years to become a super-rich tycoon.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, with not a hint of sleepiness.

Gu Junzhu originally wanted to be considerate of her exhaustion from the past few days, thinking to sacrifice his comfort to let her rest well.

However, half an hour passed, and seeing her sillily smiling with her eyes closed, he realized she wasn’t asleep at all.

He poked Ye Xiaobei’s upturned lips: “Xiao Bei, didn’t you say listening to music is soothing and helps one sleep? Why does it seem the more you listen, the more awake you become?”

Of course, Ye Xingbei couldn’t tell him that she was dreaming of making a fortune.

She grasped his randomly poking fingers and mumbled vaguely, “I probably slept too much this afternoon, I’m not sleepy yet.”

“Not sleepy?” Gu Junzhu rolled over on top of her and kissed her lips, “Since you’re not sleepy, why don’t we do some wholesome physical exercise that’s good for body and mind…”

“What wholesome exercise?” Ye Xingbei laughed, pushing him away, “It’s clearly the least wholesome exercise there is!”

“How is that possible?” Gu Junzhu’s lips pressed against hers, drawing in her sweetness, his voice muffled, “When have we ever been out of sync? Of course, we’re the most harmonious…”

His fingers interlocked with Ye Xingbei’s, pinning her arms above her head, he kissed her ceaselessly.

Ye Xingbei was soon overwhelmed by his kisses, surrendering without a fight, letting him aggressively advance and conquer the peak.

Streaks of white light flashed by, and Ye Xingbei felt even her toes cramping as she clutched Gu Junzhu’s hand and moaned.

Gu Junzhu’s deep kiss silenced her voice in his mouth.

After a long while, Gu Junzhu, holding Ye Xingbei, returned to bed after taking a bath, and Ye Xingbei, now lacking the energy to dream about wealth, quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Junzhu stroked her moistened cheek, leaning over to kiss her forehead, his lips curling into a contented smile.