Kuang Ye: “…” Hearing “Wild God” at this time and place, the sense of disconnection was strong.

“Who are you?”

The boy replied, “I’m a fan of ST.”

Kuang Ye: “…” I meant your name. But hearing “cousin,” it seemed he was the son of Mu Wan’s aunt. He nodded slightly and extended his hand. “Hello, I’m Kuang Ye. I’m Mu Wan’s fiancé.”

The boy immediately became excited, speaking non-stop.

“My mom told me that Mu Wan’s future fiancé is named Kuang Ye, and I thought it was just a coincidence, since you’re rarely seen in public. I haven’t seen you before, and in the esports world, you don’t share much about your family. I didn’t expect it to really be you.”

“How did you end up with my cousin? No, wait, it seems like it’s an arranged marriage, but that doesn’t matter. Can I add you on WeChat? I really like your team’s Shen Lele. I want his autograph and to play games with him.”

“This year’s fall ^[1]“autumn” and “fall” are both used to describe the season between summer and winter. Autumn and Fall is just the same. tournament has already started. Can ST still win the championship? If they do, they’ll directly qualify for the Global Finals. Last year, ST achieved the best result in LPL history but stopped at the semifinals. Can they go further this year…”

Kuang Ye: “…”

Listening to the endless chatter, Kuang Ye just thought, no wonder this kid is a fan of Shen Lele, he’s a real chatterbox.

When Mu Wan came downstairs, she saw Kuang Ye with an expression of “I can’t stand this anymore,” while her little cousin was waving his hands and talking non-stop.

She walked over and asked, “What are you talking about?”

Then she introduced, “This is my aunt’s son, Lin Feiyu.”

Lin Feiyu said smoothly, “My future brother-in-law knows.”

Kuang Ye: No, I don’t.

They exchanged WeChat contacts, and when Lin Feiyu saw the username “Su You,” his eyes widened in shock. He shakily pointed at them.

“Are you the Jianjia^[2]A collection of Poem CP from the HW?”

Mu Wan, like an old subway rider glued to her phone, asked, “What Jianjia CP?”

Lin Feiyu immediately searched for “Jianjia CP” on Bilibili, and a bunch of videos appeared. The most famous one was the parody video that Mu Wan had watched before.

“‘Su You Cong Zhi, Wan Zai Shui Zhong Yang’^[3]T/L’s Note: Please, do not be confused, I really didn’t translate this part and retain the original form because if I will translate this one the meaning will be totally different and it … Continue reading This phrase comes from Jianjia, so the netizens called you two the Jianjia CP.”

Mu Wan, slapping his forehead, said, “You’re the noob.”

Lin Feiyu: “Yes, yes, I’m the noob, you’re not, alright? Jiejie, brother-in-law, please take me along.”

He looked at them with teary, pitiful eyes.

Kuang Ye felt pleased hearing “brother-in-law” and waved his hand.

“Alright, we’ll take you along!”

“Yay!”

Mu Wan was surrounded by several uncles, who asked about her recent life. Her gaze swept over to the couch, noticing the warm interaction between her and Kuang Ye. She retracted her gaze and suppressed the thoughts that rose in her heart.

Forget it. At least this guy was sincere to Mu Wan, unlike the two-faced Kuang Shuyu.

Mu Jianhua also followed his gaze toward Kuang Ye. Thinking back to what Kuang Ye had said before their engagement, a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes. His daughter Mu Wan naturally deserved the best.

The Kuang family, lacking insight, had mistaken inferior things for treasures. They would regret it later.

Because it was Wang Lan’s birthday, Mu Wan had a bit to drink out of excitement. Originally, Wang Lan wanted her to stay at the house, since there were so many rooms in the villa, and Kuang Ye could stay as well.

However, she shook her head. “Tomorrow is the last round of the violin’s qualifying competition.”

Wang Lan paused for a moment and asked, “Can I come to watch?”

Mu Wan shook her head again. Wang Lan’s eyes flashed with disappointment, thinking that her daughter had not completely moved on yet and might still be affected by the previous events. Just as she was about to change the subject, Mu Wan suddenly threw herself at her and hugged her.

“Tomorrow is the last qualifying round, come to the finals. I’ll make sure to win first place for you.”

Wang Lan immediately smiled, her eyes shimmering with tears. “Okay, I’ll wait.”

—

The next morning, Mu Wan left early with her violin case. The Fall tournament had officially begun, and Kuang Ye was busy, so Mu Wan was going to the competition alone. After nearly two months of rehabilitation and two formal performances, Mu Wan felt that she had gradually regained her touch. She should be able to pass the preliminary round of the upcoming Paganini competition, but winning the championship was still far off.

After the competition, it was already 2 p.m. Since her ranking today was relatively low, she had to wait quite a bit in the backstage. Her stomach growled, and she planned to grab something quick to eat. As she walked toward the door, she saw Jiang Fan, who had met her before, taking out a business card and speaking with a young girl she had seen once in the backstage.

Chu Xiao Yin was overjoyed. “Really? I’m only a freshman, still in school, can I still sign with an agency?”

Jiang Fan nodded and started painting a rosy picture. “Of course! Our company, Zhuo Xing, is a well-known classical music agency in the country. Many top stars’ concerts specifically request musicians from our company.”

“I saw you play earlier. Although there’s room for improvement, you’ve already reached the level to sign with a band.”

“I’m still a student, I have classes to attend, will that be an issue?”

“No problem, we’ll offer a C-level contract, and the band’s schedule will be adjusted based on the musicians’ availability, it’s essentially a temporary contract.”

Chu Xiao Yin’s eyes were full of excitement. She wasn’t a rich girl like Mu Wan but came from a middle-class family. If she could sign with the band and make some extra money, it would ease her family’s financial burden.

“So, how about signing the contract with our company now?”

“Well… this is a big decision, I need to discuss it with my family first.”

Although she was a naive college student, Chu Xiao Yin wasn’t completely without caution. Jiang Fan’s eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he decided to push her into a corner.

“Alright, I won’t force you. But there’s only one spot available. I’m going to invite a few other musicians shortly, and if they sign, then you won’t be able to.”

Chu Xiaoyin: “Huh?”

She was a little worried about missing the opportunity but also felt like she wasn’t easily fooled. She secretly searched for Zhuo Xing on Baidu and saw that it was indeed a classical music agency, which put her at ease.

“Okay, I’ll sign…”

“Xiao Yin.” Mu Wan suddenly walked over and interrupted her. After giving Jiang Fan a nod, she took Chu Xiao Yin’s hand and headed outside.

“Aren’t we supposed to go have lunch together? Why waste time here? Let’s go, I’m hungry!”

Chu Xiao Yin: “???”

Her mind momentarily went blank as she thought, The goddess, the goddess is holding my hand!