“Did I interrupt?” asked Zhou Fu. 

Hearing that, Lu Shao merely gave Zhou Fu a look and didn’t say anything. 

“Ahem. Hoho. This is some good piano music. I haven’t seen Master resting in the daytime in a long time,” said Zhou Fu with a smile. 

The look made Lu BoYang feel cold from the top of his head all the way to the bottom of his feet. He shut up immediately, pulled up his cellphone obediently, and transferred the money over.

That being said, Lu BoYang still couldn't help but mumble softly, “Why didn’t you link your account to a bank account?”

After staying to complete the production of the music, Su Ran declined their passionate invitation to have dinner together and took off from the studio.

On her way home, Su Ran looked at the two texts that she had received. Finally, her saving had increased by a whole digit. Su Ran felt very happy. In her bank card, there was the obscene amount of income that she had just made.

Yu LeLe's album had already been in the works well before they received the submission from Su Ran, but everything was postponed after the malicious incident that targeted Yu LeLe three months ago.

Xu Xiao had reached out to all three composers at their studio and also sent invitations to a few well-known composers in addition and hoped that they would be able to release the album before December.