The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 339: Today is My Daughter’s Birthday, and Also the Anniversary of Her Death

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Today is My Daughter’s Birthday, and Also the Anniversary of Her Death

"Is she the one who wrote a Grammy-winning song at 15, wildrose?"

Everyone says JOJO is a musical prodigy, capable of delivering astonishing global hits.

But who knew that behind it all was a 15-year-old wildrose?

Afterward, she surged ahead as if on a streak, leading JOJO through thorns to Grammy victories and world awards.

At a young age, she made JOJO the irreplaceable number one superstar in the world.

One could say that even if the music industry and those gold-star managers had ten more years, they couldn’t replicate the legend of JOJO!

"Man, these two..." Louis glanced at Jiang Man, ready to continue with the introductions.

"I know them." Jiang Man suddenly stood up and, with great politeness as a junior, bowed deeply to the two.

The two were both pleasantly surprised and stood up to return Jiang Man’s gesture.

Seeing both parties being exceedingly courteous, Louis hurriedly smoothed things over.

"Alright, alright, sit down everyone. If you keep this up, we won’t be able to have dinner tonight."

The three exchanged smiles and intuitively sat back down.

"Man, what do you think?" Louis was straightforward, "Barrett’s album will feature guest appearances by Andrew and Xie Ante. I have a suggestion, how about the four of you form a temporary band and play a piece together?"

Barrett, Andrew, and Xie Ante all lit up upon hearing this suggestion.

Although they were unclear about wildrose’s level of performance, Barrett had been boasting, having just experienced it yesterday.

He said she had perfect pitch and could master any instrument effortlessly.

They were actually eager to see for themselves what a genius with perfect pitch was like.

"A four-person band?" Jiang Man raised her eyebrows, a faint interest sparked by this creative proposal.

In the past, she had played a fool to hide her tracks from her father.

Now that her father already knew what she was doing, there was no need to keep some of her identities hidden.

"Jiang Man, you are highly talented in music, and it’s a waste for such talent to stay in the background," Lan Xiang persuaded earnestly. "Many musical prodigies in China have moved from behind the scenes to the forefront, like Jay, the pinnacle of Mandarin pop, and Xiaogang, who previously wrote music for others. When their talents exploded, it was during their own on-stage appearances."

Jay’s popularity was known and celebrated by everyone.

Lan Xiang was adept at giving examples and was very persuasive.

The men, less articulate, listened to her eloquent speech and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

"Manman..." Lan Xiang paused, taking a deep breath.

Her gaze became intense, looking at Jiang Man more and more tenderly, "I heard from Louis that today is your birthday. If my daughter were still alive, she would be your age, 21 this year as well."

"What a coincidence," Lan Xiang’s voice suddenly choked, and her eyes reddened, "Today is both my daughter’s birthday and her memorial day."

Jiang Man’s heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, hearing Lan Xiang’s story made her feel suffocated.

But she was not good at comforting people, so she could only listen in silence.

"When I was pregnant with my daughter, she would kick whenever she heard music. Do you know why I love music so much? Whenever I listen to music, I remember when she was still in my womb. How wonderful it would have been if she had stayed there forever, then I would never have lost her..."

"Lan Xiang," Barrett patted her shoulder.

Lan Xiang forced a smile and shook her head. "Manman, may I call you that? What I want to say is, music is magical. If you’re a genius, don’t waste the talent given by the heavens. Step into the spotlight, use your music to touch more people, they need good music for their souls."

Jiang Man pursed her lips and remained noncommittal.

This was the first time she was reevaluating music from someone else’s perspective.

In the past, she had treated music merely as a hobby; because she liked it, she wanted to learn it.

Because she liked it, when inspiration struck, she would write a song or two.

She had always been without desires or needs, thinking that a hobby was no different from speed driving or playing basketball.

But hearing Lan Xiang’s words today, she had an epiphany, a sudden realization.

Musicians and doctors are not much different after all.

One heals souls with melodies.

The other heals bodies with medicine.

She only considered music as a hobby, which really was too narrow-minded of an idea.

She pondered with her head lowered, a brief moment of contemplation.

When Jiang Man looked up again, her eyes were clear, resolute, and decisive.

"Okay, I’ll take on Mr. Barrett’s album, the quartet performance as well," she agreed.

Her tone was light and airy.

Louis was completely unprepared.

He was ready for Mrs. Lan Xiang to fail in persuading her, ready to resort to all kinds of threats and bribes.

But he hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.

The little ancestor was so easy to talk to tonight.

"Agreed... agreed?"

Louis stammered unconsciously.

"Yes, I agreed," Jiang Man replied, unperturbed, composed, and calm.

"Fuck!" Louis was so excited he almost jumped up.

He exchanged looks with Barrett, and they high-fived in silent agreement.

"Tonight, I’m paying, big shot. Order whatever you want!" Barrett said happily.

Jiang Man raised her eyebrows: "I’m indeed hungry. I won’t hold back then."

"Don’t hold back! Please, don’t hold back!"

The group of men were all very happily laughing, glad that the collaboration had gone so smoothly.

But Mrs. Lan Xiang was not in the same state as them.

She excused herself to the restroom midway through.

Seeing this, Jiang Man followed her.

She kept a proper distance so as not to alert Mrs. Lan Xiang.

Mrs. Lan Xiang stood at the washbasin, absorbed in her own sorrow, leaning on the counter with her head down, tears involuntarily dripping.

Jiang Man felt very heartbroken; she hadn’t wanted to disturb her, but still unconsciously moved closer.

"Ma’am, are you alright?"

Mrs. Lan Xiang instantly wiped her eyes and smiled while shaking her head: "I’m fine."

"You are really kind, to argue for a friend on the anniversary of your daughter’s death."

"Because Barrett is also a good person," Mrs. Lan Xiang said with a pursed-lip smile, "I suffered from severe depression years ago, and it was Barrett’s music that helped me through. So I know better than anyone the magic of music."

"Ma’am, rest assured, I will make sure Mr. Barrett creates more healing music."

"Yes, kind child," Mrs. Lan Xiang turned her head to look at Jiang Man, with a gleam in her eyes.

"Could we keep in touch more from now on?"

Jiang Man was taken aback; she hadn’t expected Mrs. Lan Xiang to make such a request.

"A friendship regardless of age, is that okay?" Mrs. Lan Xiang continued to press. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Jiang Man smoothed her eyebrows: "Sure."

"Then I’ll call you Lan sister from now on."

"Calling me sister? Call me aunt, or Lan Mom is okay too."

"Lan Mom." Jiang Man chewed on the title: "Lan Aunt sounds better."

"Lan Aunt it is," Mrs. Lan Xiang agreed, nodding: "But I have to return to Paris tomorrow."

Hans needed her there, otherwise she really would have liked to spend more time with Jiang Man.

"Nowadays, transportation and communication are so convenient; we can meet anytime you want," Jiang Man consoled: "Lan Aunt, I’ll take you to the airport tomorrow."

It would be a perfect opportunity to introduce this new age-defying friend to her dad as well!