Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

If Ye Yining was the one singing, I can assure you, the song’s explosiveness would be N times what it is now.

A wonderful piece of work, wasted just like that.

That’s how it is these days, the cost of plagiarism is too low, thus it breeds many people who think they can reap without sowing, quick to find shortcuts.

Very shameless, very mean, very despicable.

But, Su Rou has become famous. That’s GE Entertainment’s goal, and their usual way of creating stars.

Gu Li finds it abhorrent.

Da Ha calls at this moment.

“Boss—”

“How is it? Have you discovered how Yunque’s work leaked? Can you find out the other party’s IP address?”

Gu Li asks directly.

On the way back to the city, she and Song Yunque had called Da Ha and asked him to get a hacker to check Song Yunque’s computer.

Now, Da Ha is probably calling with news.

Da Ha said, “Boss, there’s nothing wrong with Yunque’s computer. It hasn’t been tampered with, and there are no traces of a hacker, so the leak wasn’t online.”

Hearing this, Gu Li couldn’t help but furrow her brows in concern, “How is that possible? Song Yunque clearly stated that he only stored his work on his computer, he didn’t even have it on his phone.”

“I find it strange too.”

Da Ha stroked his golden hair, “Could it be, the other party and Yunque have heart-to-heart understanding, and they just happened to write identical songs around the same time?”

Gu Li was silent, “Do you think that’s possible?”

“No.”

Da Ha made a bitter face.

Quiet on the radio.

After a few seconds, Da Ha took the initiative to ask Gu Li: “Boss, so this is a mystery? Yunque’s hard work just got taken from him? Can we really not get this song back so the bad guys get their deserved punishment?”

Gu Li sighed, “They’ve already gotten ahead and applied for the music copyright. And the song has already blown up. If we bring them to court, it will only increase their popularity. Furthermore, Song Yunque didn’t record audio or video when creating, it’s hard to prove he’s the original.”

“Look at the date of the computer’s DEMO production, won’t that work?”

Da Ha questioned.

Gu Li countered him: “What if they insist they didn’t create the song on the computer, but used paper instead?”

“This …”

Da Ha was stumped.

But still, he couldn’t accept it, so he quickly responded fiercely, “Are we going to just let it slide? Boss, you’re not the type to let people bully you and not fight back.”

“So?”

“So, we must fight back immediately. I’ll go to the judiciary first thing in the morning, it’s time to speed up the process against GE Entertainment.”

“Hmm.”

Seeing that Da Ha’s thought aligned with hers, Gu Li nodded and smiled, “That’s what I meant. I’m counting on you.”

“Rest assured! The mission will be accomplished.”

Da Ha’s expression was serious, he almost raised his hand and took an oath.

“Boss…”

After calling out to Gu Li, and just as he was about to say something, Auntie Li’s voice came through from the other side, “Young Madam, your salad is ready.”

“Alright, I’m coming right now.”

Gu Li replied to Auntie Li, before telling Da Ha, “Okay, little bro, your big sis is going to have dinner now. See you at the company tomorrow.”

“Ah, you…haven’t returned to school?”

Da Ha was very surprised.

Gu Li explained, “I went in the afternoon. Okay, I won’t talk to you anymore, I’m starving.”

“Then you go eat. Don’t eat too much, you’re already quite fat.”

“You—”

“Bye!”

Gu Li: “…”

Brat, dare to call me fat?

See how I’ll deal with you tomorrow?

But have I really gotten fat?

Gu Li couldn’t help but reach out and touch her face.

Well, it does seem to have more meat… sob, it’s all Mo Shiting’s fault.

…

After dinner, Gu Li checked WeChat again.

Mo Shiting still hasn’t replied to her.

Is he in a meeting?

It’s almost 10 o’clock, has he eaten dinner yet?

When is he coming back?

He wouldn’t be planning to stay at the company overnight right?

In an instant, her mind was filled with thoughts of Mo Shiting.

Not wanting to keep guessing, she dialed Mo Shiting’s number.

Mo Shiting answered quickly, his voice was very low, “Hello.”

Gu Li felt something was amiss, “Brother Ting, where are you?”

In the past, even during an important meeting, he had never spoken to her in such a soft voice.