✅ A star Reborn: The Queen's return (Completed)

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“Come on, don’t be so pretentious. The fact that he came back at this timing makes it obvious that he’s doing this to shift the publics’ attention from Xia Yu.” Sister Mai Na snorted as she watched the television with Xia Ling.

“He isn’t that kind of person,” Xia Ling said under her breath.

“You’re saying that as if you know him well.” Sister Mai Na sneered.

Xia Ling could only put up a bitter smile. How could she not though? Being music partners for a decade, the chemistry between them was unimaginable. Feng Kun knew her better, even more so than Pei Ziheng.

“I’m guessing that it was Pei Ziheng who called him back,” said Xia Ling sadly. Based on Feng Kun’s personality, since he had declared that Imperial Entertainment was not fit to be his employer, he would not have gone back of his own accord to help those who hurt her. With his status, the only person who could have summoned him back was Pei Ziheng. He must have played dirty to make Feng Kun succumb to him.

Sister Mai Na looked at her in surprise. “Wow, I didn’t expect you to suddenly turn so smart! How did you guess? Boss has been sending people to keep track of their movements, and it was indeed Pei Ziheng who made Feng Kun come back. It was said that Feng Kun was not willing to return, and had already tendered his resignation. I wonder what methods Pei Ziheng used to make him come back obediently.”

Xia Ling laughed bitterly. She knew this would happen.

Pei Ziheng went to such great lengths just for Xia Yu.

Yet…

It was none of her business who Pei Ziheng valued now.

She cared more about her old friend Feng Kun and the making of “The Caged Butterfly.”

Not only her, but countless members of the public also paid close attention to the restoration of the song.

Feng Kun led a small team to analyze the manuscripts she left behind. Reportedly, the manuscripts were in a mess and fragmented. The details were either conflicting or had logic leaps, increasing the difficulty of recovering the manuscripts.

Rumor had it that when the legendary Diva Xia Ling was composing this song, her mental health was in a bad condition.

It was not long before Feng Kun stopped his team from disclosing their progress to the public and declined all media interviews, focusing on the task on hand. No matter how hard the entertainment reporters tried to dig, they could not obtain any information about the progress of the song. The only legitimate piece of information was accidentally revealed by one of the team members.

“It has been taxing on Mr. Feng to produce this song, he would get so emotional that he could not form words during meetings.”

All of Xia Ling’s fans related to him and left their good wishes on the official website one by one.

On this sad note, Diva Xia Ling’s first death anniversary was around the corner.

Lotus lanterns, as well as white candles, and small daisies could be seen everywhere.

The radio station replayed her songs over and over again.

Even Sister Mai Na personally made seven lotus lanterns and dragged Xia Ling along to a suburban riverside. She was a fan, an especially dedicated one at that. When she released the lotus lantern into the water, she said her prayers while being on the verge of crying.

Xia Ling stood under a big willow tree, not knowing how to comfort her.

A blood crescent moon hung in the sky as the dim moonlight cast a shadow over the earth, making it seem hazy and gloomy.