Back to 1997 as an idol

Le Xi's first album sold 60 copies in just one month, ranking directly among the top 3 in Rolling Stone's single album sales in the first month.

They also became the top three artists in terms of album sales in the first month of that year, with Wu Hyun-chen ranking first and Duan Qiong ranking second.

Now Le Xi has become an idol singer whose popularity is almost as high as that of singer-songwriters like Yao Ting.

Bai Zicheng planned a celebration party for Le Xi's first album and simultaneously planned her second album, building on her success and taking her popularity to a higher level.

The relationship between Le Xi and Bai Zicheng is also steadily heating up.

The two of them see each other during the day and at night, and they never get tired of each other.

Gradually, Le Xi got used to having Bai Zicheng around.

No matter what happens, as long as she sees Bai Zicheng, she won't panic.

With Bai Zicheng around, I won’t feel bored even when I’m working.

However, although Bai Zicheng puts Le Xi first, he is also the president of Rolling Stone.

It’s okay to push unimportant things.

But there are always meetings and things that cannot be postponed.

Among the pile of things that cannot be postponed, family matters are particularly important.

The day after Le Xi's celebration party, Bai Zicheng received a call from Bai Yixiong, asking him to return to the United States immediately to discuss important matters.

Bai Yixiong rarely seems to be so anxious to call Bai Zicheng back home.

This was the second time. The first time was when my mother had a sudden heart attack.

Bai Zicheng keenly sensed the seriousness of the situation. He specially left his most trusted assistant Lin Shuo to help Le Xi deal with the matter, and flew back to the United States alone.

Even decades later, Bai Zicheng still couldn't let go of the scene of himself and his father in the study that afternoon.

From childhood to adulthood, I have never seen my father being so humble.

His eyes flickered, and he looked both anxious and panicked.

"Zicheng, she just wants a share of the Bai family's money. As long as you recognize her son, she won't reveal the matter between me and her."

"Zicheng, your mother just came back from the brink of death. She definitely can't bear this blow."

"Zicheng, although you are not my biological son, I have raised you for more than 20 years. Daddy is begging you just this once. You are young, and it won't be a big loss to our group if you acknowledge this son. But if it were me, the group would be finished."

"Zicheng, this child belongs to the Bai family. He is your son, and the Bai family's assets have not been lost."

"Zicheng, you are the only hope of this family and this group, Zicheng!"

That afternoon, Bai Zicheng said nothing.

He just sat quietly in the study.

The sunlight outside the window swept across every corner of the room, gradually stretching his shadow from the left side until its shape could no longer be distinguished.

Life always presents forks in the road where people have to make choices. Many people get lost in the constant choices.

That day, Bai Zicheng sat there for an unknown amount of time. Finally, he raised his head and let out a long breath.

The tear marks on both cheeks commemorated Bai Zicheng's last freedom.

Le Xi participated in a music talk show on TV.

The host just asked, "What is your ideal type?"

The director hurriedly called a halt, saying that Bai Zicheng was holding an emergency press conference in the United States, all entertainment programs were suspended, and the signal was connected to the American entertainment channel.

"Who? Bai Zicheng?" Le Xi thought she had heard it wrong.

"Yes, it's your boss, Bai Zicheng." As the director spoke, he had already cut the signal to the United States.