My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 49: You name a number

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: You name a number

Annan hadn’t expected to receive a call from Lin Chen, especially during such a peculiar time. She truly liked Lin Chen, but that was only before she knew about the plagiarism.

She had made it crystal clear to him about the origin of that piece of music, even repeatedly stressing the rights to acknowledgement.

Despite that, he still blatantly did such a despicable thing; any fondness she had left for him faded away.

"I hear you’re crippled and hospitalized, looking at a bleak prognosis. Congratulations!" Annan answered the phone with a nonchalant tone.

Lin Chen was taken aback, momentarily at a loss for words. "Annan, do you always have to be so sharp-tongued when you talk to me? I want to have a chat with you!"

"There’s nothing left to talk about between us!" Annan refused.

"Annan, I want to meet your friend. How much money will it take to resolve this issue? I’ll pay whatever it takes, just name your price," Lin Chen said.

Annan almost burst out laughing at his tone, and her reply was laced with sarcasm. "Lin Chen, do you think I’m still the Annan who would come and go at your beck and call? So, how much will it take for you to admit you’re a plagiarist? Name your price, and I’ll pay you."

"Annan!" Lin Chen’s voice tinged with anger, "Stop being ridiculous!"

"Do you think I’m still your little lackey to be toyed with? I’m serious; how much do you want to admit you’re a plagiarist?"

Furious, Lin Chen hung up the phone and lay in bed with a glower. He didn’t even have the courage to check the official Weibo account.

The whole internet was buzzing that Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword was Koi, because of the prize she had won the night before, her fame had skyrocketed overnight, with her official Weibo account growing from zero to three hundred thousand followers.

Her personal profile had just three posts.

How many could boast such ability to attract followers?

Finding no headway with Annan, Lin Chen was not only angry but also found the situation laughable. Annan talked big, offering money so easily? Was that little girl just spouting nonsense?

After much thought, Lin Chen logged onto the official Weibo to send a private message to Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword, essentially proposing to settle the matter privately, with any amount being acceptable to him; he would consider the song bought and paid for.

Little did he know, Yuran had long since disabled the private messaging feature.

This message was like a stone sunk in the ocean; Lin Chen tossed and turned, unable to wait for a reply from Bloodstained Battlefield Asura Sword, his face growing darker and darker.

...

Meanwhile, after making his selection, Bai Shaoyu took the details of Yuran and the other two auditioning girls back home with him.

As soon as Bai Leyao saw her brother walk in the door, her eyes lit up. She leaped off the couch, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and rushed to hang on Bai Shaoyu, "Brother, how did it go? Did you get Yuran’s performance information?"

With a helpless smile, Bai Shaoyu ruffled his sister’s hair and carried her back to the couch to sit down. "I got it. You have a good eye; this Yuran is indeed remarkable!"

"Really?" Bai Leyao’s eyes gleamed as she spread her hands wide, "Let me see, let me see!"

Sitting down beside her, Bai Shaoyu instructed the butler to prepare the video, while he curiously asked his sister, "How on earth did you find out about this Yuran?"

Bai Leyao blinked and replied, "Fu Yuran is my idol. This Yuran, I discovered her at school. Back then, everyone said she was a wastrel.

But from what I observed, she’s got talent! Can a wastrel rank second in overall scores in the imperial capital’s college entrance exam?

Plus, her name is so similar to Fu Yuran’s. I started to pay more attention, and sure enough, she’s a hidden gem, right?"

Bai Shaoyu: "...You’re so boring!"