Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Xu Zhihua had an idea in mind.

It was only now that he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Xiang Hongsheng was so polite to Zhou Qi. There was something fishy going on here. It turned out that he was his future grandson-in-law. Everything made sense now.

This was not a simple act of care, but a way of currying favor with others. Once Zhou Qi officially became Xiang Hongsheng's grandson-in-law, Xiang Hongsheng's business would have to be handed over to him to manage. In other words, Zhou Qi would be his immediate superior in the future.

Zhu Hongchang looked pale.

He never dreamed that Zhou Qi and Xiang Chenxiang were related in this way. No wonder he was so arrogant, with Xiang Hongsheng as his backer. What should he do now? He has offended Zhou Qi. If Xiang Hongsheng knew about it, wouldn't he come to settle accounts with him?

He glanced at Wang Wenfeng, whose face was full of anger and veins bulging.

He rolled his eyes and walked over to chat with her: "Wenfeng, what's wrong? Did you have a quarrel with Chenxiang?"

"Uncle Zhu, no, Chenxiang and I are doing fine..." Wang Wenfeng replied.

"Haha..." Zhu Hongchang said with a smile: "Wenfeng, Uncle Zhu has eaten more salt than you have walked. What era is it now? Young people have to fight for their own happiness. The boss of a small factory has no background or connections, and he is still an outsider."

"Uncle Zhu, I have high hopes for you."

Small boss? Outsider?

Wang Wenfeng was stunned: "Uncle Zhu, do you know him?"

"I know a thing or two." Zhu Hongchang said, "The original Zhenbang Food Factory was bought by him. It's not doing well. It might close down one day."

It was him!

Wang Wenfeng recognized Zhou Qi. He was just a country bumpkin who made canned food. He was nothing like their Caesar Hotel.

And he's an outsider. Damn it, why is he pretending to be so high and mighty? He understood.

This guy must have given Xiang Chenxiang some kind of drug, hoping to climb up the ladder by relying on Xiang Chenxiang's connections. He dared to set his sights on Wang Wenfeng's woman, he simply thought his life was too long.

When Zhu Hongchang saw Wang Wenfeng's expression, he knew he didn't need to waste any more words.

Wang Wenfeng walked out of the banquet hall angrily and grabbed the hotel employee and asked, "Did you see where Miss Xiang went?"

"Boss Wang, I really didn't see it."

After asking several people in a row, Wang Wenfeng became furious.

"Are you all blind? What's the use of you? Can a living person disappear out of thin air?"

At this time, the lobby manager came over tremblingly: "Mr. Wang, Miss Xiang has booked a room."

Book a room?

Wang Wenfeng’s eyes widened.

Oh my god, I've been chasing her for two years, but we haven't even held hands. She actually went to check into a hotel with someone else?

Or at his grandfather's birthday party, or in his family's hotel.

Wang Wenfeng almost exploded with anger at the thought that the two of them might be making love in bed.

"Which room?" he roared.

"This……"

"Go check it for me now."

On the other side, in the room, Zhou Qi lazily sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and said, "Miss Xiang, isn't your action too abrupt?"

"I don't care, what are you afraid of?" Xiang Chenxiang said calmly.

Zhou Qi: “…”

Too lazy to talk to her any more, he waved his hand and said, "Hum a few lines of the song you wrote. I want to listen."

Xiang Chenxiang was not at all shy. As she was working at a music conservatory, performing was a common thing for her.

She cleared her throat, "The wind is blowing, don't run too fast, don't worry, everything you gave me is still there, when I am caught in the rain, flying forward, when I am constantly wiping my tears... Grandpa's figure is so deep..."

Xiang Chenxiang's voice was really good. Zhou Qi thought it was even better than Bai Qiaoqiao's. But this song, after smacking his lips, couldn't be said to be bad, but he was not a professional and couldn't explain why. He just felt that it didn't touch him much.

"How is it? Is it okay?" Xiang Chenxiang asked.

Zhou Qi looked at her and said, "Did you come up with this song out of your imagination? Did you piece together the bits and pieces of memories in your head to create this song?"

Xiang Chenxiang was stunned when he heard this. Zhou Qi was absolutely right.

Indeed, she lived with her parents when she was young, and her memory of her grandfather was vague. The relationship between her and Xiang Hongsheng was probably slowly established after her parents had a car accident.

She could feel her grandfather's love, but other than that, he just wanted her to learn this and that.

Xiang Chenxiang nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Qi knew that his guess was almost right.

Xiang Chenxiang had mentioned before that she hated such occasions, but she came anyway.

In all likelihood, it was Xiang Hongsheng who asked her to come back. Why?

It would be weird if there is no profit calculation involved.

But that was none of his business. He picked up the hotel's paper and pen and started writing.

Xiang Chenxiang leaned over to take a look, and lines of lyrics came into his eyes, "Roll down the car window, walk on the familiar road, hum your favorite song, bamboo and rattan chairs, stone walls, the aroma of tea, old photo frames of family portraits..."

Xiang Chenxiang's eyes turned red.

For her, who lost both her parents, all her thoughts and memories are frozen in that family photo.

This word touches my tears.

"You held my hand and walked me through the winding alleys. The wind blew and leaves fell all over the ground. You told me to be brave and go out and see what the world looks like."

Xiang Chenxiang frowned slightly.

This didn't quite fit her, but it was the picture in her dreams.

"When you grow up, the world is full of disguises, milk candies are no longer rewards, storytelling, hide-and-seek, love is lost, and no one forgives your mistakes."

"I once again set foot on the winding alley. Tonight, with the moonlight by my side, I finally understand the weight of time. You are by my side, but also in a distant place."

A tear rolled down from the corner of Xiang Chenxiang's eye, silently telling of the pain in his heart.

Who can truly understand the bitterness in her heart?

Beneath this glamorous appearance, every gorgeous dress and every smile are nothing more than a performance on the stage. Behind the smiles in the crowd, there are so many unknown thoughts.

She understands, she really understands.

Only the pale moonlight can resonate with that loneliness and coldness.

All of this was captured accurately by Zhou Qi and brought to life on paper.

This is a true reflection of her complex feelings towards her grandfather Xiang Hongsheng.

A song took shape, but Zhou Qi's pen did not stop.

"Today is your birthday, I offer you my best wishes, may you smile brightly on this special day, we gather together with full blessings, may good luck accompany you every day, light the birthday candles, make good wishes, and make every dream come true in the days to come."

Zhou Qi handed her the lyrics. The previous song helped her set the tone, so she just needed to write the lyrics for this birthday song according to the familiar melody.

For students at the conservatory, this is a piece of cake.

"I'll give you these two songs for free, and I'll give you an extra one."

Zhou Qi stood up and said, "Now you should be satisfied. You don't have to cling to me anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Chenxiang threw herself into his arms and cried, "No one understands me, no one knows what I'm thinking, only you, you can understand me."