Bo Yan didn’t speak; he closed the car door that Xie Cheng had opened. "You go back first, I’ll go find them!"
Before Xie Cheng could finish his sentence, all he saw was the tail of the car growing distant.
He kicked his own car in frustration. What a mess... what on earth was happening!
"Yuran, you’re here! My brother is too efficient!" Hearing the door, Bai Leyao ran out in her slippers and said in surprise upon seeing Yuran.
The hand she had stretched out to drag someone in screamed in shock upon seeing the cat in Yuran’s arms, "Ah, a cat!"
She dragged Yuran inside excitedly and took the cat from her embrace, holding it lovingly. "I’ve wanted to raise a cat for so long, but my brother wouldn’t allow it!"
Bai Shaoyu, standing at the doorstep and showing no intention of coming in, rolled his eyes helplessly upon hearing her. "The reason I don’t let you isn’t clear to you? Think hard about it—the Labrador from three years ago, the Ragdoll cat from two years ago. Remember them well!"
Bai Leyao glared at her brother, her expression sour, and said roughly as she walked to the door, "Goodbye, brother!" Then she slammed the door shut.
Yuran observed the whole scene in shock: "..."
Bai Leyao, realizing what she had done, felt a bit embarrassed. "Yuran, I... I don’t usually act !"
Outside, came Bai Shaoyu’s voice, "I’m leaving now. Yuran, just stay over at Yaoyao’s place tonight!"
Before Yuran could respond, Bai Leyao said, "Got it, brother. You’re such a nag, I know I should have Ranran stay here. Besides, look at the time; do you think I’d let her go back?"
Bai Leyao brought Yuran to her music room. Compared to her studio, this room was equally lavish. Yuran stood at the door, impressed. "Your family is really rich!"
"Huh?" Bai Leyao, holding the cat and not understanding why Yuran would suddenly say that, looked confused.
Yuran smiled and walked over to the piano to sit down, picking up the musical score Bai Leyao had written. Bai Leyao came over to her, leaning in slightly. "I’m thinking of using this song as the main hit. What do you think, Ranran?"
With the musical score in one hand and the other on the piano keys, Yuran played the tune. In their exchanges, Yuran found that Bai Leyao was very good at emotional melodies with many repetitive tunes—too much similarity and not much novelty.
Bai Leyao seemed to understand her own weakness and said dismally, "Ranran, have I run out of creativity? I’ve written quite a few songs, but there seems to be a lot of overlap in the melodies."
Yuran stopped playing and nodded. "Your approach has a problem! Look here!"
She placed the score in front of Bai Leyao, pointed to a section, and casually picked up a pen nearby to make some changes to that part of the score. Bai Leyao watched and hummed along, her eyes lighting up as she reached the part Yuran modified.
The originally smooth song took on more depth and emotional fluctuation after the changes. She stared at Yuran with a smile, "Ranran, Ranran, you’re amazing!"
Yuran smiled, "Switching the main hit is fine too. I can complete the arrangement of this song with you. Actually, what you’ve written is very good!"
"You’ll help me with the arrangement?" Bai Leyao, for some reason, felt elated and forgetting about petting the cat, she moved close to Yuran. "Your word is your bond!"
"My word is my bond, I’ll help you with it tonight since you have all the equipment here!"