I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

When Yang Xue mentioned her mother, Fu Qingyang's expression immediately changed.

In his eyes, his mother was a very capable woman, a genius in the business world.

She single-handedly elevated her father's lowly illegitimate son to the position of head of the family.

Unfortunately, even a shrewd mother can make a mistake; his father, Fu Tianming, was an ungrateful scoundrel.

When Fu Qingyang was 6 years old, his mother took him away from the Fu family. Using the tens of thousands of yuan she had, she made a comeback in less than two years and founded Tiancheng Company.

Later, when she was 11, her mother was in a car accident and, before she died, all her memories of her were erased.

If it weren't for Yang Xue, Fu Qingyang would probably still be living in a blank, only remembering two lines of lyrics from a song his mother brought from another world.

Fu Qingyang always believed that his mother possessed magic and that she passed it on to him before she died.

Since that day, he has possessed a photographic memory and the ability to perform mental calculations quickly.

However, Yang Xue's mention of the "system" further changed Fu Qingyang's understanding.

"My mother never mentioned the system you're talking about to me."

"But she did pass on some kind of ability to me before she died."

"It gives me keen insight, a photographic memory, and strong mental arithmetic skills."

Since they knew each other inside and out, neither of them kept any secrets from each other.

Exchanging information can actually lead to a deeper understanding of the other party.

Yang Xue slowly nodded and said:

"I actually hid some things from you because I couldn't fully trust you at first."

“Especially since you took advantage of me, that makes me very angry.”

Fu Qingyang nodded calmly:

"I'm sorry, but I have no complaints about your concealment."

"But I'm a businessman, and I'm used to treating everyone as a pawn, acting in ways that benefit myself."

"I also hope you can truly forgive me for taking advantage of you back then."

Fu Qingyang did not evade the previous issues and explained everything to Yang Xue very frankly.

Although Yang Xue could logically understand Fu Qingyang, she was a woman, an emotional being.

So she still had a lingering doubt in her heart, and a trace of suspicion remained in her mind.

Yang Xue took a sip of her drink, then looked at Fu Qingyang and asked:

"And today, are you using me as a pawn?"

This kind of question is no less serious than the death question, "If I and your mother fell into the river, who would you save?"

Fu Qingyang's "yes" is definitely courting disaster.

If Fu Qingyang says "no," Yang Xue will likely ask...

"Then what am I?" "Why am I not anymore?"

Or perhaps it's something like, "Are all the people except me just pawns?"

No matter how Fu Qingyang answers, he is very likely to run into trouble.

However, Fu Qingyang's answer a second later made Yang Xue feel much more at ease.

"You are now above my interests."

"If you're willing, I can allocate all of Tiancheng's resources to your side."

"I'll help you achieve your dreams!"

Although Fu Qingyang had a cold expression, his words were always as authoritative as a king's, carrying the weight of a king's authority.

Now he wants to be with Yang Xue every day.

Because the other person has the shadow of his mother, the memories he longs for, and the sense of peace that comes with a sense of belonging.

Upon hearing this answer, Yang Xue's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Yang Zhiyao quietly ate her hot pot skewers without chili peppers, seemingly carefree, but her little ears were always perked up.

Moreover, she had long sensed the unusual relationship between the two.

My mom once said that she bought her toy store with money borrowed from Uncle Xiao Fu.

"Yes, I would accept Uncle Fu as my father in the future."

"Although he is usually quiet, he is very good to me and my mom, and he is also handsome and rich."

Yang Zhiyao took a sip of juice, lost in her own thoughts.

Yang Xue suppressed the hint of pleasure that flashed in her eyes and responded with a haughty air:

"Hmph, who cares about your stinking money? I'm going to build my own empire!"

"However, I'll let you off the hook for now."

Hearing this, Fu Qingyang felt much more relaxed. He then continued the previous conversation, asking:

"Would it be convenient to share something you kept hidden before?"

Xiao Fu's questioning attitude was like that of a student, emphasizing being well-behaved and polite.

"Xiao Fu is probably more interested in his mother and the Earth."

“He has plenty of money and fame, so telling him the system’s secrets shouldn’t cause any problems.”

"Moreover, if he can remember that senior's characteristics, it will be of great help to me in improving my system's capabilities."

After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Xue briefly explained the system and some of the rules and rewards.

She then described to him the memories she had seen in Fu Qingyang's dream.

Upon hearing the fantastical story, Fu Qingyang remained stunned for a long time.

If these words hadn't come from Yang Xue, and if Fu Qingyang hadn't actually seen the world in his memory, he would never have believed it.

Fu Qingyang felt a pang of pain whenever he thought of his mother's death, and he felt that something was amiss.

After taking a deep breath and clearing his mind of confusion, Fu Qingyang asked:

"So what you get is a music system that can make music sound better."

"And my mother is likely a merchant-type system, enhancing her abilities in the business field?"

Yang Xue nodded and, based on her memories from the dream journey, said:

"Moreover, her system capabilities may be superior to mine."

"She seemed to pass on some abilities to you before she died."

"My ability is limited to guiding Zhizhi to sing specific songs; I cannot teach her all the songs I know."

"There are many things I can't remember."

"All I know is that my memory, calculation, and analytical abilities far surpass those of others."

After saying this, Fu Qingyang shook his head and sighed, his tone somewhat disappointed.

However, he still tried hard to think for a while, hoping to find clues about his mother's abilities and that he could help Yang Xue.

In his memory, his mother's personality was that of an extroverted and straightforward person.

But once she gets involved in mathematical calculations, design, and layout, she becomes a completely different person, revealing a meticulous side beneath her rough exterior.

Seeing the pain on his face, Yang Xue comforted him:

"Forget it, if you can't remember, don't force yourself to think about it."

"Anyway, this isn't the most important thing for me."

Fu Qingyang collected his thoughts and suddenly remembered that Yang Xue wanted to do charity work.

"By the way, what exactly is the reason that made you act in such a hurry?"

Fu Qingyang's question reminded Yang Xue of the system item [Sound Domain Landmark] that she had recently obtained.

However, it is a special energy field, and no one else can see it except itself.

Therefore, Yang Xue could only describe it verbally.

"I acquired a magical musical artifact that can enhance my musical abilities."

"To make my performance more impactful."

"However, it requires certain specific conditions to be met."

Fu Qingyang stroked his chin, not finding Yang Xue's description too fantastical.

Yang Zhiyao, who had finished eating, listened with great interest.

She had noticed the changes in her mother's personality long ago, and she was surprised by it.

But when it comes to loving herself, her mother hasn't changed at all.

For the little one, Yang Xue is the only person in the world he loves and cherishes most, and that's enough.

Over time, Yang Zhiyao got used to it.

"What are the conditions for achieving this?"

Seeing that Fu Qingyang was very interested, Yang Xue did not hide anything.

"Through musical performances, the emotional power of three or more areas is activated, forming musical landmarks."

"No matter where I am, my future music performances will be blessed by the power of the landmark."

Based on the information Yang Xue had given him earlier, Fu Qingyang understood her description effortlessly.

After thinking for a moment, he continued to press for an answer:

"But there's no need to immediately launch a charity project."

"Could it be that there are some other limitations?"

"You're right!"

Yang Xue nodded seriously.