Jiang Yu subconsciously thought it made sense.

She had just nodded when she suddenly realized something was wrong, and stopped again.

Looking at Nangong Tian, who emphasized the words "my man," Jiang Yu frowned and said, "I know he's yours. I wasn't planning on snatching him away from you."

Nangong Tian suddenly started acting up, reaching out to grab Jiang Yu's hand.

Under Jiang Yu's bewildered gaze, the little girl slowly said:

"Compared to other people, I'd rather have you as my sister. At least I know you inside and out, and we've known each other since we were little, so it's easier to get along. Having multiple mistresses is a tradition. The Su family only has one son per generation, and they're counting on me to have lots of kids. Giving birth ruins your figure, so I'll have at most two. I'll need someone to help."

Jiang Yu didn't know why she was saying all this, and her face was filled with surprise and astonishment.

Su Yehao was drinking milk tea.

He almost choked on the pudding and coughed repeatedly.

He immediately smelled something unusual, unable to guess whether the little girl was playing hard to get or testing the waters.

Thinking about it again, Su Yehao figured Nangong Tian was determined to be the first wife, making a preemptive strike and even calling her "sister."

Su Yehao wondered:

"Could my brainwashing skills be so amazing that in just over ten days, I've made the little girl completely devoted and open-minded?"

She really was a novice who had just started her journey.

Nangong Tian wasn't embarrassed at all when teasing Jiang Yu.

On the contrary, Jiang Yu's fair face flushed pink at a visible speed, and she said, "Crazy woman, I can't be bothered with you!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, looking like she was fleeing in panic no matter how you looked at it.

Pretending to be nonchalant.

Su Yehao drank his milk tea and tentatively said, "Jiang Yu is my employee today. I'm counting on her to perform exceptionally and attract more users for me. Don't tease her; she's easily embarrassed."

"Feeling sorry for her?"

Nangong Tian was smug, and continued, "How do you know I'm not being serious? Knowing you, it's probably only a matter of time. I'm just afraid that the new will replace the old, and you'll suddenly ignore me. Men are all big turnips."

"...Read fewer gossip magazines. Is your Hao-ge like that?"

As soon as Su Yehao finished speaking, Nangong Tian nodded without hesitation, seriously examining his face and saying, "If you were to act in a TV series and play a dissolute young master, you'd definitely win an award. You look just like a bad guy."

"Thank you very much!"

The closer the two became, the more insecure Nangong Tian felt.

Su Yehao could see it, but he didn't have a good solution, since there were other people involved in this relationship.

He could only use time to slowly dispel her concerns.

No matter how much he said, it couldn't compare to proving it with actions—proving that her Hao-ge just happened to like quite a few people, and didn't have the bad habit of turning his back on them after getting what he wanted.

…

The temporary workers hired with money began to distribute flyers at nearby universities under the arrangement of tAt Company's marketing specialists.

Using school resources to accumulate the first batch of users was indeed a good idea, but Su Yehao didn't plan to put it into practice yet. He wanted to see if he could attract enough users to the tAt chat room through advertising alone, and also wanted to know how many repeat customers there were.

If most people simply registered and then immediately deleted or forgot about the program, it meant that the product still needed improvement and wasn't worth spending a lot of money on marketing in the early stages.

But if the feedback was good and the user retention rate was high, Su Yehao would dare to continue pouring money into it, even if it meant cashing out some Yahoo stock.

Once he used his family's connections to force schools to arrange for students to use it, the real feedback data wouldn't be reflected.

On the campus of Hong Kong University.

When the temporary workers were handing out flyers, there was also a poster next to them, stating that a heavenly king-level singer would come to Hong Kong University this evening to sing a new song.

In Su Yehao's opinion, the exclusive cover rights to that song "Ming Nian Jin Ri" should be worth at least a million Hong Kong dollars, and had the basis to become a hit.

The classic song "Shi Nian" from later generations was adapted from this song.

It was equivalent to spending a lot of money invisibly to win an opportunity to attract attention for tAt. Su Yehao even asked his mother to help contact several local Hong Kong media outlets in advance, hoping to use the singer's fame to get tAt chat room in the newspapers.

Currently, the product was mainly aimed at young people, and the plan to advertise in the best-selling youth magazines was also being carried out intensively.

He wasn't afraid of overdoing it, but of no one knowing about it.

No one would specifically look for and use a newly launched product. Su Yehao was prepared to bleed this time, unwilling to endure and struggle like some small teams, wanting to get a result as soon as possible.

Around 3:00 PM.

He drove Nangong Tian to the home of a senior in the "raising fish" circle (a euphemism for dating multiple people).

"I really like songs like 'Yi Sheng Zhong Zui Ai' (My Favorite in Life) and 'Jiang Bu Chu Zai Jian' (Unspeakable Goodbye)! Hao-ge can actually write a song that moved him to help. It's unbelievable. As expected of my Hao-ge, the all-powerful Hao-ge!"

Nangong Tian, the little flatterer, always managed to make Su Yehao feel comfortable.

She changed the subject and asked, "I've only heard you sing on tapes. Sing for me?"

"What's the benefit? I've already sealed my voice; I don't open my mouth easily," Su Yehao said.

Nangong Tian was speechless and said, "I've only heard of washing your hands of the past, retiring from writing, but what's sealing your voice? What benefit do you want?"

"...Promise me a private request, one that you can't refuse. As long as you hook your pinky with me, I'll sing for you immediately, and I'll sing as passionately as possible."

Su Yehao had been forced into social embarrassment by his music teacher, Big Fei-ge, to the point where he didn't want to go to music class.

Being alone with the little girl in private was no problem.

Nangong Tian tensed up, but she really wanted to hear it, so she gritted her teeth and stretched out her finger, saying, "Deal."

"Oh, you're so quick to agree, now I'm getting excited."

Su Yehao hooked his pinky with her, a mischievous smile on his lips, and pondered, "What should I sing? A song by Brother Lin?"

"No, it has to be your own song."

"The ones from before are on your tapes. Let's do 'Shi Nian' (Ten Years)."

Nangong Tian suddenly asked, "I've always been curious about something. Why did Vera Andrade say those two songs were written for her?"

Sure enough, no topic related to Su Yehao could escape her ears.

Su Yehao said helplessly, "You're asking me? Who should I ask? It must be a misunderstanding."

"Really?"

"...Stop talking nonsense. Do you still want to hear it or not?"

While waiting for the red light, Su Yehao began to sing.

Using his Cantonese-accented Mandarin, he slowly sang "Shi Nian" (Ten Years), which Nangong Tian got to enjoy first due to her proximity.

As for speaking Mandarin, he had previously only said that he had a special talent for it, and no one found it strange, mainly because there were too many people who spoke multiple languages ​​here.

And in Nangong Tian's eyes, wherever Hao-ge was, that was the center of the universe, and she never had the thought that "speaking Mandarin is strange."

She was completely a little fangirl, with stars almost sparkling in her peach blossom eyes…