Chapter 155: Named After Him

"Who says I don't have love in my life! I heard it loud and clear! And I can see the comments in the live stream too! You all call me a comedic woman, and I won't deny that, but to say I have no love? I am truly furious!"

Is it that if people don't explain themselves, everyone just assumes they're a comedic woman?

Li Gang's face was turned directly toward the camera, the false eyelashes on her double eyelid creases trembling with the woman's passionate outburst.

"Those are fake eyelashes... As for your ears... you should listen to fewer audio-drama boys' love series."

Mu Ran reached out and gently plucked the foreign object from Li Gang's eyelid. "Hold out your hand."

Li Gang opened her palm, and Mu Ran placed the item into it.

"Such a huge thing was clinging right to your eyelid, and you didn't feel it?" Mu Ran couldn't help but chuckle.

Li Gang rubbed and twitched that piece of false eyelash between her thumb and index finger, her lips twitching. "I really didn't feel it! I must have gotten too worked up when I was talking about who-knows-who just now, and my eyelash got angry enough to fall right off!"

Mu Ran smiled gently. "Are you really going to admit defeat?"

Li Gang nodded solemnly, lifting her chin to signal Mu Ran to look at the man standing behind them.

"What is it?"

Mu Ran's beautiful eyes glanced toward the tall, straight-standing man in the corner of the stage, and seeing his handsome, deep-set face, she couldn't help a flutter in her heart.

"Why look at him?"

The moment the woman mentioned "him," her tone softened considerably.

"I admit defeat. How about merging Gang's Studio into SY right now?"

Li Gang answered the woman with a completely straight face, yet she still didn't dare say anything about Gu Beicheng.

"So, you have conditions?"

The dull ache in Mu Ran's temples eased slightly; whenever she felt even a sliver of romantic affection toward Gu Beicheng, her hypnotized brain would inevitably begin to throb with piercing pain.

Li Gang gave a hee-hee chuckle, her eyes looking rather comical—one still adorned with an eyelash, the other completely bare.

"Can I ask President Gu if they are selling any shares in his company? I'd like to buy some. Becoming a shareholder of City Star Group is way better than..."

It wasn't that Li Gang looked down on SY Pictures, but the moment she secured shares in City Star Group, it would be equivalent to grabbing an iron rice bowl, and she'd never have to worry about lacking money for the rest of her life.

Mu Ran's fox-like eyes narrowed. "President Li, are you sure these are things you should be saying out loud? We are currently live-streaming..."

"Why shouldn't I say it? Didn't you just tell the audience that they are friends, not outsiders?"

Mu Ran: "..."

"We'll talk about that later. Zhou Muyang has shares; you can ask him for some. Don't think I'm unaware of the relationship between the two of you."

Mu Ran dropped a live bombshell!

The entire venue fell into absolute silence.

Zhou Muyang! Imperial City's top photographer, Zhou Muyang!

He and this Li Gang?

There was something going on between him and this comedic woman?

No way!

Li Gang's entire face flushed red. She looked around just in time to catch the expressions of utter bewilderment on the faces of her own studio's artists, and she grew furious. "What are you all doing? What are those looks on your faces? It's as though I'm taking advantage of Zhou Muyang. He's the one who isn't good enough for me!"

As she uttered the final sentence, Li Gang's voice grew softer, suppressing her joy and shyness.

After all, Zhou Muyang was a golden bachelor she had chased after with immense difficulty.

Right after they got together, he had sold her SY shares at a ninety-percent discount.

But...

Li Gang swallowed hard, fluttering her eyelashes; she absolutely could not let Mu Ran find out their actual transaction price.

Otherwise, Mu Ran might become truly furious.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. I lost today's bet. You can assign tasks to the people from my studio however you see fit."

Li Gang was someone who knew how to let go when she lost. She believed that signing with SY would undoubtedly grant her studio's artists a much brighter future.

"Don't you want your god anymore?" Mu Ran's sudden, casual teasing caused everyone in the audience to vividly picture the moment when Li Gang had dropped to one knee and shouted, "You are my god!"

Goosebumps erupted all over everyone's skin.

Their toes curled against the floor in sheer secondary embarrassment.

Li Gang! President Li was indeed a comedic woman! There was no doubt about it!

"What god or no god? As long as their capability is strong and they make money for me, they are my god! I believe in your abilities, and your personality is quite suited for managing a company. With you around, I'm guaranteed to make money."

Li Gang's heartfelt words touched the viewers in the live stream and all the SY employees present, and her unapologetic love for wealth failed to spark any resentment in anyone.

President Mu of SY was truly a capable, visionary, and crucially, extremely wealthy boss who was exceptionally generous to her employees.

However, the woman's words failed to move Mu Ran.

Unflinchingly, Mu Ran accepted the folder handed over by An Lan and chuckled lightly, "Did President Li forget? Since I won, the shares in your hands must be returned to me. Whether I am personally running things or not, what does that have to do with you making money?"

The moment those words fell, Li Gang's legs went weak, and she wore a slightly bitter expression. "Don't be like that. I actually thought you might have forgotten. After all, I did spend my own hard-earned money to buy those shares."

"How much money you spent—don't you know in your heart?"

A single sentence from Mu Ran left Li Gang shocked, astonished, and wishing she could dig a hole and crawl into it!

How did this woman manage to know everything?!

"You knew?" Li Gang furrowed her brows, whining in a disgruntled tone, "Hand over the contract, then. I'll return the shares to you."

Li Gang's heart sank to the very bottom. Great, now all her money-making dreams were dashed.

Even the artists she had painstakingly cultivated were about to leave her.

"Sign it."

A smile played at the corners of Mu Ran's eyes as she lazily handed the folder over to Li Gang.

"Huh? What is going on? Why am I getting twenty percent of the shares? Didn't you say..."

"What? I'm to serve as upper management at SY?"

"What? I get to personally manage the artists from Gang's Studio myself? President Mu! You..."

A tear slipped down Li Gang's face while the false eyelash on her other eye finally detached as well. Clasping the folder tightly in both hands, she looked up in sheer disbelief at the smiling woman before her.

"Is this real?"

Li Gang sought confirmation repeatedly.

Mu Ran nodded. "My ambitions don't lie in managing a corporation. You and An Lan will help me run it."

"Where are you going?"

"Naturally, to do what I love."

When Mu Ran had first woken up, her mind was solely focused on skiing, but ever since she learned she was already a skiing champion, she felt a burning desire to fully immerse herself in the acting industry.

She wanted to sketch out the diverse lives of different people.

A voice deep within her kept telling her that she was destined to become the Best Actress of the nation!

Perhaps that voice belonged to her former self.

"Lanlan, tell me, what position would you like President Li to hold?"

Mu Ran turned around, taking An Lan's hands and asking softly.

Mu Ran didn't want An Lan to feel uncomfortable in her heart.

"Xiaoran, you're overthinking it. One more person in the company means one more source of strength. I've always wanted to be your exclusive manager anyway; with Li Gang here now, she can help share the company's workload so that I can focus entirely on you."

Mu Ran nodded. "Thank you, Lanlan."

Her heart told her that the woman who treated her the best in this lifetime was undoubtedly An Lan.

"Xiaoran, let Li Gang be the Vice President, holding the same rank as me."

Mu Ran curved her lips. "Alright."

"This is truly a heavenly gift!" Li Gang swept her pen across the paper, fluidly signing her own name.

"From now on, you two will run the company," Mu Ran instructed indifferently.

An Lan and Li Gang nodded in unison.

"President Mu, the audience in the live stream is asking why you created these two songs! Is there any special significance behind them?"

After the host escorted An Lan and Li Gang off the stage, she walked back to Mu Ran's side, extended the microphone toward the woman's chin, and asked with a smile.

"Especially the titles of your two songs—*City Clamor* and *Mu's Tune*—were they named after you and President Gu?"

Mu Ran raised her gaze, looking toward the man already standing off-stage.

Her eyes carried a soft, bashful shyness akin to springtime ripples, and she nodded, her voice melodious and as alluring as a hook. "Yes, they are his name and mine."

Host: "What is the underlying meaning?"

Everyone suddenly understood; so these were actually two sweet love songs.

They hadn't expected a woman who appeared so cold, aloof, and possessed such a powerful, intimidating aura to be capable of such romance.

"President Gu, did you know these two songs were about you?"

Seeing Mu Ran smiling as she looked at the man, the host simply tossed the question directly to him.

The live-streaming camera immediately pivoted to focus on the man.

Gu Beicheng, the absolute ceiling of visual perfection among Imperial City's CEOs.

In the past, he had never once exposed himself to the public eye.

If anyone dared to snap unauthorized photos of him, his legal team would come knocking at their door by the very next day.

No one knew what he looked like; some even speculated he was terribly ugly, while others guessed he might be a bald middle-aged uncle who had never married.

Yet recently, he had finally stepped forward into the public light, allowing everyone to witness his exquisite, sharp-featured visage.

Every single exception to his rules existed solely because of Mu Ran, the dark and reviled little star of the entertainment industry.

Down below the stage, Gu Beicheng's thin, cool lips curved upward, his deep eyes suffused with ambiguous warmth and deep devotion.

He shook his head, offering a smile of unadulterated indulgence.

The bullet screen comments erupted—

[God-tier looks!]

[Who dares to say Mu Ran doesn't love Gu Beicheng!]

[Who claims Mu Ran is playing two sides!]

[Gu Beicheng's devotion has finally been rewarded!]

[Show me another CEO who would lower himself to join a reality show just to win his wife back!]

[Gu Beicheng is a treasure worth cherishing in this human world!]

[Mu Ran is so immensely talented! Could she be the rising star of the entertainment world this year?!]

[I desperately want to know the true meaning behind these two songs!]