Ji Feiyu spent seven years as Fu Shence’s ghostwriter, penning countless hit songs for him. But on the night he reached the top of the awards podium, she saw him kiss Xia Yinshuang with her own eyes. She turned and walked away, only to discover she was pregnant. Three years later, she returned with her genius son, and Fu Shence begged her, eyes red, to give him another chance. Ji Feiyu smiled. “Fu Shence, the most painful lyric I ever wrote was your name.”
