Chapter 223 - Zeng Jingwei to Participate in China's Good Voice

The next day at noon, Ye Fan called Zeng Jingwei to have lunch.

In a mid-range restaurant, Ye Fan sat opposite Zeng Jingwei, a rectangular table set with four to five dishes, three meats, one vegetable, and one soup.

For two people, it was considered quite a feast.

“Eat more,” Ye Fan said to Zeng Jingwei gently.

Zeng Jingwei was dressed in an apricot-colored midi dress, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, and her pretty face was more refined than when Ye Fan first met her.

“Mhm.

Thank you, Brother Fan,” Zeng Jingwei replied softly.

Watching Zeng Jingwei daintily sip her soup spoon by spoon, Ye Fan thought of how he might leave Hua Hai in two months, perhaps not returning to the country for many years to come.

Zeng Zi had entrusted him to take care of his sister, and it seemed he could only offer financial support.

He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“How is your learning with Professor Yan coming along?” Ye Fan asked with concern.

Zeng Jingwei swallowed a small spoonful of soup she had brought to her lips and then looked up, “Teacher Yan treats me very well, he has taken a lot of effort to create a very detailed and thoughtful training plan for me.

Now, I go to Teacher Yan’s home to study every day, and he often asks me to stay for meals.”

“That’s good,” Ye Fan nodded, “Cherish the opportunity.”

Zeng Jingwei hummed in response, then brought up a topic, “Brother Fan, Teacher Yan asked me if I want to become famous quickly or to accumulate experience over time.”

“What does that mean?” Ye Fan straightened his posture and asked.

Zeng Jingwei explained, “Teacher Yan said with my current abilities and another half a year of study, I could participate in ‘China’s Good Voice’ next year.

However, if I become exposed too early and my foundation isn’t solid, it may affect my future achievements.”

“Join it!” Ye Fan immediately said, “Why not join?

To be famous, you need to strike while the iron is hot.

That’s what Zhang Ailing said.”

With his support behind her, he wasn’t worried at all that Zeng Jingwei would fade away like other members of Good Voice.

Besides, Zeng Jingwei was eighteen now and would be nineteen next year.

She had an incredible figure and was pretty, totally packageable as a youthful and innocent idol singer.

“But I’m worried that if I debut too early, my foundation won’t be solid,” Zeng Jingwei expressed her concerns.

Ye Fan smiled, “Don’t worry about that.

After you join ‘China’s Good Voice,’ you don’t need to sign with a record company, you can continue studying at Huahai Music College, and receive Professor Yan’s teaching.

Before you truly graduate, you don’t need to perform commercially, just occasionally release a song or two online to maintain your fans.”

Zeng Jingwei said, “Brother Fan, it’s not that simple.

I’ve learned about many singers and stars’ careers, media, and fans have short memories.

Once you fade, it’s hard to come back.

Many singers and actors thought the same, but afterward, they disappeared.”

“Heh, that’s them, how can you be the same?” Ye Fan laughed, “Firstly, you have great potential, secondly, you have one of the best teachers in the country, and lastly, you have my support.”

“How high your future achievements will be, I can’t decide, but I can help you clear all obstacles!” Ye Fan said calmly and confidently, “On the path of music, any opportunity you want, I can give you.”

Ye Fan wasn’t speaking loudly, even his tone was like that of a casual conversation, but when Zeng Jingwei looked at Ye Fan, although she didn’t know what kind of powerful backing he had, she completely believed him.

In Ye Fan, she felt a boundless grandeur, filled with a sense of security.

“Alright, I’ll listen to you, Brother Fan.

I’ve decided to participate in ‘China’s Good Voice’!” Zeng Jingwei said determinedly.

Ye Fan laughed, “Haha, that’s the spirit.

You just need to charge forward bravely, without hesitations.”

After eating, considering he might leave China in two months and wouldn’t have the time to provide emotional support to Zeng Jingwei, Ye Fan thought of giving her some extra care while he still could.

So, he asked, “Where do you want to go to have fun?”

Zeng Jingwei was delighted but remembering that she had decided to participate in ‘China’s Good Voice’ and needed to study hard, she quickly suppressed her joy and shook her head, “I don’t want to go anywhere.

I want to go back to study.”

“Heh, alright,” Ye Fan smiled.

Afterward, Ye Fan drove Zeng Jingwei back.

In the afternoon, Helian Bobo, Qin Mengyao, Zhao Shuaijiang, and others called to invite Ye Fan out to play.

However, Ye Fan declined all of them.

He felt somewhat lazy and just lounged in the living room of his presidential suite watching television.

For dinner, Ye Fan didn’t go out, but ordered food delivered directly to the presidential suite.

Around nine o’clock, he suddenly received a call, it was from Zhao Tianya.

“You no-good little trickster, are you free?” Zhao Tianya’s voice didn’t seem too happy, “If you are, come and keep me company for drinks, or else I’ll be getting drunk alone at Tianfei Night Club.”

“What’s wrong?” asked Ye Fan involuntarily.

He clearly remembered that Zhao Tianya had recently picked herself back up, so why was she suddenly going out to drown her sorrows?

This wasn’t a good sign.

Zhao Tianya said indignantly, “Why are you asking so many questions?

Are you coming or not?

If you don’t, I’ll just get drunk and let another man take me away!

Then, you can go cry.”

Ye Fan felt embarrassed; Zhao Tianya was actually threatening him with this, when, it seemed, their relationship was nothing more than just friends, right?

Nevertheless, he replied, “Don’t rush, I’ll be right there.”

After hanging up, Ye Fan left the presidential suite and drove to Tianfei Night Club.

Upon entering the lobby of Tianfei Night Club, Ye Fan scanned the entire hall with a sharp gaze and instantly found Zhao Tianya.

She seemed to have been watching the entrance all along, and as soon as Ye Fan spotted her, she was waving her delicate, snowy white arm toward him.

Striding over, he sat down unceremoniously opposite Zhao Tianya on the sofa and glanced at the table, noticing only a bottle of red wine, which was slightly reassuring.

“You unreliable little trickster, that was pretty fast,” Zhao Tianya flirtatiously smiled at Ye Fan while rolling her eyes playfully, “Were you worried about me?”

Ye Fan smiled lightly and shook his head, “Stop joking.

I am a man of principle; I don’t casually let people be cuckolded.”

“Giggle, then I’ll just get a divorce, and you can take action without any concerns,” Zhao Tianya laughed seductively.

Seeing that Zhao Tianya was her usual self, enjoying making provocative and suggestive jokes, Ye Fan said, “Looking at you, you don’t seem to have any worries at all.”

“Who said I don’t have worries?

My worries are huge!” Zhao Tianya immediately retorted.

“Heh, then tell me about them,” Ye Fan smiled.

Zhao Tianya opened her sexy little mouth, about to speak, but suddenly her eyes shifted, swallowing back her words.

Then she crooked her finger at Ye Fan with mischievous laughter, “Come sit next to me, and I’ll whisper it in your ear.”