A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1652 - 343: Drawn by Beauty, Devoted to Talent (Part 2)

Chapter 1652: Chapter 343: Drawn by Beauty, Devoted to Talent (Part 2)

She stood there dumbfounded, suddenly her knees weakened, and she collapsed onto the ground as if drained of energy.

Unknowingly, cold sweat broke out all over her body.

She had walked a round from Ghost Gate and returned.

Taking a deep breath, she looked up at the glaring sunlight, instinctively squinting her eyes, feeling as if she had been reborn.

Just then, her phone rang. She took it out and glanced at it — it was her agent calling.

Probably afraid of getting into trouble and wanting to terminate the contract with her.

She had already seen through this hypocritical world.

"Hey, my dear, where did you run off to?" Gu Cheng’s voice came from the phone.

"I..." She pressed her dry lips together and looked at the noisy crowd around her, "What’s up?"

"I have a role here, recommending you to give it a try. It’s the only way I can help you now. This production group’s investors are bigwigs. As long as you serve them well, there’s hope for a comeback. Consider it yourself..."

The implication was clear. It was asking her to embrace the unspoken rules, or she wouldn’t make it in this industry.

Having faced death once, was there anything left for her to fear?

She gritted her teeth and resolutely said, "I agree."

"Just a heads-up, the guy is a coal boss, quite wealthy, but a bit eccentric. You’d better take it easy."

"I understand."

"Alright, I’ll send you the location later," Gu Cheng said and hung up. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Xue Chengcheng’s fingers clenched tightly around the phone. She would not give up, never...

At three in the afternoon, the live streaming channel officially opened, and as soon as it started, the viewer count reached over three million, growing at a frightening pace.

"Hello, everyone, I’m Ji Yunya." Yun Ya waved at the phone camera, speaking with a radiant smile.

In the video, the girl wore a frilled top with her long hair styled in a half-bun, revealing a picture-perfect face, fresh and natural like a lotus after the rain, exuding a subtle freshness and fragrance.

Her face in the phone’s high-definition mode was flawless from every angle. Especially when she smiled, the gentle yet powerful visual impact made people deeply understand what beauty and captivating charm mean.

Fans went crazy, and various wealthy admirers showered her with donations; a person named Little Fish lavishly gifted a million.

Immediately, some fans recognized him; wasn’t this Mai Zheng’s secondary account?

Whoa~ This is getting more interesting. Turns out Mai Zheng also came to watch the goddess’s live stream and donated generously. Tomorrow’s headlines are clear.

"Thank you all for the donations. Little Fish, you’re splurging again." Yun Ya suddenly playfully blinked, causing quite a stir among many fans holding either computers or phones.

Is the goddess having a romantic exchange with Mai Zheng from a distance?

Oh my gosh, Mai Zheng is so lucky. Why does he get the goddess’s favor? Just because he’s wealthy?

"Goddess, please notice me, this small token is just a sign of respect."

Such words frequently appeared in the scrolling subtitles below.

In a high-end apartment in Hong Kong, Mai Zheng smiled smugly at his computer, feeling the happiness of being noticed by the goddess.

He tossed another million, asking the goddess to sing a song.

Yun Ya said with a smile, "Thanks to Little Fish for your contributions to charity. Good deeds beget good returns; may all your wishes come true. So, what song do you want me to sing?"

"Sweet," his hit song.

A romantic song capturing the essence of first love.

He simply wanted to hear her sing it once. His courage only had room on such a public platform, with millions of netizens witnessing, merely wanting to hear her voice.

After a month’s separation, during which many things happened, the distance between the two grew.

But at this moment, watching her clear her throat and start singing, he suddenly smiled.

Actually, maintaining such a friendship is quite good; isn’t there a lyric that goes like this?

Even if we can’t be lovers, we can still be good friends.

Yun Ya’s voice was soft and gentle, perfectly suited for singing these kinds of fresh songs, adding an extra layer of flavor compared to Mai Zheng’s original, like an apple growing on a tree, tasting it yields a sour yet astringent bite, but that’s precisely the taste of youth.

Mai Zheng softly hummed along with her rhythm, suddenly inspired, swiftly sketching and writing on paper.

He never knew Yun Ya’s singing was so beautiful.

Yun Ya cleared her throat again, smiling, "Sorry for the awkwardness, the singing wasn’t good."

If that’s not good singing, then Mai Zheng might as well not bother in the business. Time flew quickly, and as it was almost ending, some fans wanted to see Yun Ya play the piano, throwing a two-million gift package for it. That fan was incredibly extravagant, spending two million just to see Yun Ya play a piece on the piano, truly a spendthrift...

Indeed, that fan reminded everyone of an old video online showing Yun Ya’s piano skills, which were simply at a master level.

"Playing the piano isn’t convenient; how about I write a piece on the spot instead?" Yun Ya didn’t have a piano on hand, so she resorted to this alternative.

Having gained the fans’ consent, Yun Ya asked Mingyue to hold the phone and film her walking to the desk, preparing ink and laying paper.

The girl wore a white gauze dress with a rather classical aesthetic, as if stepping back in time, holding a brush and painting with elegance.

Sunlight from the window spread over her, casting a silver glow over her whole being, her features picturesque and quietly beautiful, as if she had come from ancient times, every smile and frown was as poetic as a painting.

She thought for a moment and started writing.

Slender fingers, ink dyeing white.

In middle age fond of the way, dwell at Nanshan Mountain’s edge.

Every solo stroll brings excellence known only to self.

Reaching the water’s end, sit and watch the clouds rise.

Occasionally meeting forest elders, chatting with no desire to return.

With a perfect example of flowing script, she captured Wang Wei’s most famous "Farewell at Nanshan" flawlessly, driving it to great heights, integrating the mountains and rain, light and darkness from the text itself.

Life is a journey from going downstream to achieving clouds even during rain; when faced with difficulties, it may be helpful to recall your original intentions.

Yun Ya signs her name at the end and stamps her exclusive seal.

"Alright, this artwork goes to the friend who requested it earlier. You can DM me later with your address."

The person was ecstatic, receiving the goddess’s exclusive brush strokes felt like manna from heaven, falling right onto their head.

In reality, spending two million could buy an excellent master’s masterpiece with huge future appreciation potential, but Ji Yunya’s work with effort could not be bought with money, and honestly, her calligraphy surpasses that of many so-called masters.

The goddess is not only beautiful, well-educated, a skilled healer, plays the piano well, but also writes elegantly—a true polymath whose talents cannot even be compared to those stars and actors who spend day and night chasing money, likely confusing Wang Wei with Wang Guowei.

There’s an online saying about Ji Yunya: attracted by her beauty, captivated by her character, loyal to her talent.

How could there be such a perfect person in this world? It’s as if there’s nothing she cannot do, and whatever she does is undoubtedly outstanding.

Perfect to the point that it stirs no envy in the hearts of others.

One can only sigh and say: Such beauty is only heaven’s gift!