Looking at Sister Hua's somewhat nervous and pleading eyes, Chu Tian couldn't help but let out a wry laugh.
"What's there to agree or disagree with? Aren't songs written to be sung by people?"
It wasn't that he suddenly didn't want to play hardball anymore; the key point was that these were his own people. What was there to be so tough about?
Sister Hua wasn't doing this for herself, but for the entire studio. The studio belonged to his girlfriend, his future wife. By that logic, it was practically his own.
She was putting so much effort into this venture, which was essentially his. He really couldn't complain.
"You agreed? That's great!"
They say talented people always have their quirks and tempers.
Sister Hua, despite her usually decisive nature, didn't want to appear pushy, but she felt she had no choice. After all, Chu Tian was just Xu Qingqiu's boyfriend.
Even if he were her husband, so what?
