"No way around it, there's something called innate talent in this world!"
"If you still don't believe me, give me half an hour, and I can write you a song that's just as good on the spot."
Xiao Fei clearly wasn't giving up: "But the songs you write are always for me, isn't that alone proof that I'm in your heart!"
Zhang Jingdong sighed: "I'm your boss, you're my employee. Making you famous so you can make money for me means I must, of course, make every effort to help you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fei glared at him indignantly: "Zhang Jingdong, is it really so difficult for you to admit you care about me and like me? I'm somewhat famous and have some fans now, okay? Do you... do you still look down on me?"
