CHAPTER 878: CHAPTER 878: SUITOR AT THE DOOR

Yao Xingtong’s eyes sparkled with a peculiar light as she stared unblinkingly at Ye Xuan, listening intently to the beautiful and melodious music. She felt as if every pore on her body was opening, completely immersed in the wondrous sounds.

At the same time, she couldn’t help but wonder why Ye Xuan could so fully express the essence of this piece. Was it solely because of talent? Or was there something else unknown?

Of course, Ye Xuan’s talent in music was beyond doubt! Based on her years of experience in the music circle, not just in Yan Country, but even on the global music stage, few could compare. Finding someone with musical talent comparable to Ye Xuan would be difficult, and perhaps even impossible.

However, at this moment, Yao Xingtong had a strange thought. Ye Xuan could play this accompaniment piece so in tune with such a high level. It seemed there was more than just his talent—there was an unknown reason! But she couldn’t figure out what it was.

She had a feeling that if she could understand this reason, perhaps her progress in music could advance by leaps and bounds!

No, I need to find an opportunity to consult with him!

Yao Xingtong quietly made a decision. Regardless of whether her idea was right or wrong, she needed to find Ye Xuan to clear her doubts. If she gained something, that would be best, and if not, she could at least resolve her doubts.

Soon, the first new song recording ended smoothly. Originally, according to Yao Xingtong’s plan, they were to record multiple times and then choose the best one.

But because of Ye Xuan’s powerful performance, the first recording went very well and fully met the requirements. So after a joint decision by everyone, they chose this one as the final accompaniment.

In other words, Ye Xuan succeeded with just one recording and no longer needed to participate. He could go home and sleep peacefully!

However, even though the task was completed, Ye Xuan didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he stayed in the studio to check on the subsequent recording sessions.

To avoid having to run back and forth if anything needed his input later on, he decided to leave after the recording was fully completed.

And this wait lasted for nearly an hour. When the person in charge of the recording finally announced everything was accomplished, the session officially ended.

"Ye Xuan, I really owe a lot to your help this time. Otherwise, I don’t know when my new song would have finished recording."

Yao Xingtong set down her headphones, walked over from the recording booth, and gratefully thanked Ye Xuan.

"Hehe, it was a small matter, I just did it in passing."

Ye Xuan smiled, waved it off, and then asked: "Miss Yao, is there anything else you need me for?"

"No, the recording is done. There’s no need to trouble you anymore," Yao Xingtong shook her head.

"Since that’s the case, I’ll book a flight to head back later."

"So soon? You’re leaving today?" Yao Xingtong was surprised.

"Not today. I still have something to do here, might leave tomorrow afternoon," Ye Xuan said.

"Oh, that’s fine. I’ll have someone book the ticket for you tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you, much appreciated."

"Hehe, for helping me so much, doing a small favor for you is only right."

Yao Xingtong smiled, then hesitated a bit and looked at Ye Xuan, probing: "Ye Xuan, could we talk alone? There’s something I want to ask you, if it’s convenient."

"No problem, where do you want to go to chat?" Ye Xuan agreed without hesitation.

"Outside, let’s find a place where there’s no one."

"Okay!"

Ye Xuan replied and followed Yao Xingtong out of the recording room.

However, just as the two reached the entrance of Xingzhu Residence, they encountered two figures walking toward them.

Leading them was a young man in his twenties with a handsome and striking appearance, exuding an impressive aura. He was wearing an expensive Versace suit, with a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, highlighting his distinguished status.

The other was an elderly man in his sixties, full of vigor and energy, piercing eyes like an eagle.

The elder wore simple black Samurai-style attire with rolled sleeves, revealing taut skin and strong arms, veins prominent on the back of his hand. Despite being sixty, his vitality was on par with younger men.

Anyone with insight could instantly tell that this elder was a trained expert with formidable strength.

"Xingtong!"

As both parties met face-to-face, the young man was momentarily stunned, then his expression turned joyful as he quickly stepped forward.

Yao Xingtong, upon seeing the two, couldn’t help but frown. But she hid her emotions well, quickly smoothing them out and said indifferently, "Young Master Zhou, is there something you need from me?"

"Xingtong, didn’t I tell you? Don’t call me Young Master Zhou, it feels distant. Just call me Yanbin," Zhou Yanbin corrected her with a slightly reproachful tone.

"I’m sorry, Young Master Zhou. Our relationship isn’t so intimate, it’s better to be clear to avoid misunderstandings."

Yao Xingtong said coldly, her demeanor very aloof, keeping others at a considerable distance.

At this moment, Ye Xuan watched curiously from the side, without interrupting.

In response to Yao Xingtong’s reply, Zhou Yanbin raised an eyebrow but said nothing more.

He took out a finely crafted invitation card from his pocket, smiled, and handed it to Yao Xingtong: "Xingtong, today is my birthday. I’m hosting a birthday party this evening and would like to invite you. I hope you can honor me with your presence."

Yao Xingtong did not take the card, maintained her calm demeanor, and shook her head as she refused: "Young Master Zhou, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I cannot accept your invitation. I don’t enjoy such gatherings, so please take back the invite!"

"Why? Xingtong, didn’t you attend a birthday party before, why can’t you come to mine? I feel you’re making excuses! I’ve considered you a friend, can’t you see me as one and give me some face?" Zhou Yanbin questioned.

"This isn’t about friendship or face!"

At this moment, a voice came from the side, as Liu Ying walked out from the villa and approached Yao Xingtong, her gaze at the latter carrying a hint of mockery:

"Young Master Zhou, hasn’t our Xingtong refused you enough times? Can’t you tell? Why persist in pestering her, don’t you feel shameless?"

Zhou Yanbin turned his gaze to Liu Ying, a hidden mischievous glint flashing in his eyes, and smiled faintly: "Miss Liu, men pursuing women is a natural order! A gentleman pursuing a fair lady, there’s nothing wrong with admiring and pursuing the woman I admire, is there?"

"Men pursuing women, yes, of course, but sticking to our Xingtong like a leech, causing her distress, isn’t that shameless? Even if you’re not bothered, our Xingtong finds it tiresome." Liu Ying sneered, her tone full of disdain.