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Chapter 75

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Yang Yi wanted to be involved in the Sahara Publishing House, or strictly speaking, the Sahara Online Bookstore. Of course, it was not a decision that a small manager like Mr. Lu could make. Mr. Lu asked the boss in fear and trepidation. Then, the negotiation was postponed, and the boss personally came out.

After sending away the guest, Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Xi Xi, who was hiding on the sofa and peeping at them, ran over and acted like a spoiled child, asking her father to hug her.

Yang Yi doted on the little girl a little. After all, she was the closest person to him in terms of blood and affection. He picked up Xi Xi and let her sit on his strong arms.

"PaPa, do you have a lot, a lot of money?" Xi Xi's voice was soft, and her small hands were also soft. She grabbed the flesh on her father's cheek and played with it while asking.

Yang Yi's whole body was full of muscles, but when his daughter grabbed him like this, even steel would turn into molten iron. Even a tough man could not escape from her soft hands!

"Well, I have some money. What's wrong? Is our Xi Xi going to be Dad's little housekeeper? "Yang Yi laughed happily, so gentle that it was not like him!

"No, no!" The little girl twisted her butt and waved her hand to explain, "Xi Xi wants PaPa to give some money to Mom. Mom is so pitiful!"

This time, Yang Yi was confused. Give money to Murphy? Regardless of whether Murphy wanted his money or not, Yang Yi gave money to Murphy. Wasn't that stupid?

This woman was too rich. Not to mention the mansion, who knew how much money she had saved over the years!

Yang Yi thought about his six-figure savings and secretly laughed. The other party's money was probably dozens or even hundreds of times more than his.

"Why do you say your mother is pitiful?" Yang Yi asked puzzledly.

"On TV, Mom is so pitiful. She's being bullied!" Xi Xi pouted and said, "Auntie also said that Mom worked very hard, but the bad guy on TV said that Mom didn't."

Xi Xi was still very naive. She took her father's hand and looked at him pitifully with her big eyes. She begged, "PaPa, can you give some money to Mom so that Mom won't be so sad? She can also spend more time with Xi Xi! "

Yang Yi finally understood the ins and outs of the problem. He smiled somewhat helplessly and reached out his hand to rub the little fellow's head. Today, he didn't braid her hair. It was so soft and smooth that it felt especially good!

"Your mother, how should I put it … She didn't work for money." Yang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Your mother likes singing, so she wants to try again and return to the stage she is familiar with."

Xi Xi looked at her father in confusion and tried hard to understand what her father said.

Yang Yi also tried to explain in simple words, "So in the process, she may be criticized or questioned by others, but this is the process that your mother has to bear! Just like Xi Xi wants to eat delicious tiramisu, she has to wait a long time for Dad to make it! "

"Then Xi Xi doesn't want to eat tiramisu, Xi Xi can eat a small cake!" The little girl didn't understand at all and said anxiously, "Xi Xi doesn't want Mom to be scolded."

As she spoke, the mist floated up. The little girl's skin was white and translucent, and it was easy to see the change. So immediately, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

Yang Yi quickly comforted her, "Okay, okay, Xi Xi, don't worry, Dad will find a way. I won't let your mother be depressed forever."

"Really?" Xi Xi suddenly became happy with tears in her eyes and asked happily, "Is PaPa going to help Mom?"

In fact, she was subconsciously thinking about the problem of money. Back then, Yang Yi took her to the bank to withdraw money. Seeing is believing. She felt that since her father had so much money, he would definitely be able to help her mother!

"Of course! If I don't help your mother, who else can? "Yang Yi smiled faintly. Although he was very calm, his eyes were shining with confidence.

Of course, Yang Yi wasn't thinking about money. In fact, he had already started to choose suitable songs for Murphy! With such a large music library in his previous life, Yang Yi didn't worry about whether he could "write songs" for Murphy!

He also contributed to the sales of more than ten copies of Murphy's new album. He bought all of Murphy's new albums on a shelf in an audio and video store. However, when he came back and listened to it, he could still understand why the media had been pessimistic about Murphy's comeback.

In the new album, except for a few old songs that were very good, the eight new songs, including the title song, were all songs of poor quality! Perhaps Yang Yi's judgment standards were indeed very strict, but Yang Yi felt that if Murphy wasn't Xi Xi's mother, he would never buy such an album!

However, Murphy's voice and singing were still impeccable. Yang Yi even felt that Murphy was better than before she retired. Perhaps it was because she had more experience, or perhaps it was because she still persevered in practicing over the years, or perhaps it was because of the precipitation and accumulation in many aspects.

Yang Yi believed that as long as there were good songs, Murphy would definitely be able to amaze the world!

Of course, there was still a problem now!

Murphy's previous attitude made Yang Yi have a wrong understanding: Murphy definitely didn't want him to intervene in her career. If he proposed to write songs for her, with her stubborn character, she would definitely not be willing!

From God's perspective, Yang Yi's idea was obviously a misunderstanding. But who asked Murphy to hold a relatively old understanding of Yang Yi? Once Yang Yi mentioned Murphy's work, Murphy was a little sensitive.

Of course, Yang Yi also had a concern. That was, if he wrote songs for Murphy, would Murphy be suspicious again?

Yang Yi had shown three skills that Yang Yi didn't have before: making coffee, writing, and cooking. These were things that Mo Fei could barely accept!

But in terms of music, Murphy herself was an expert. How could she not know that music wasn't learned in a few years? Yang Yi not only resisted the entertainment industry in the past, but also showed that he didn't know anything about music. At this time, if he suddenly took out a few well-produced songs, how could Murphy not be suspicious?

Therefore, Yang Yi had always been hiding. At most, when he was alone, or after Xi Xi went to sleep, he would play the guitar, play the songs he liked in his previous life, or learn some of the excellent music works in this world.

In front of Murphy, he didn't dare to show it!

In the future, maybe he could gradually let Murphy "see" his musical talent, but this might need a process before she could accept it naturally.

But now, Yang Yi still decided to use the side account "Mu Ziang" to write songs for Murphy!

Because of this, Yang Yi had also closed the private information of the stage name "Mu Ziang" on the copyright organization. Other than Chen Yijie and the others from Tianxiang who knew who "Mu Ziang" was, the others, or Murphy, would have a hard time finding out who wrote songs for her!

This was fun!

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