162: Chapter 162 Dilraba says fat is all in the right places

This was the price of power.

Having enjoyed a supreme status, one must inevitably sacrifice some of the privileges of acting recklessly in front of men.

Regarding this choice, Yang Mi had absolutely no regrets.

But watching other women twisting and turning in her husband's arms, this frustration was truly hard to swallow!

Dilraba didn't have as many twists and turns in her mind as Boss Yang.

She simply thought that her big sister was genuinely concerned that her husband was tired.

Although she was reluctant to let go, she still obediently slid off Lin Chen's back.

Lunch was takeout from a high-end private kitchen ordered by Yang Mi on her phone.

The family of six finished lunch amidst a lively atmosphere around the marble dining table.

Afterward, everyone, like piles of soft mud, lazily collapsed onto the large leather sofa in the living room, enjoying the cool breeze from the air conditioner and watching TV to kill the afternoon time.

At home, with no outsiders or cameras watching, these five stunning superstars completely let themselves go.

The clothes they wore were increasingly skimpy—silk camisoles, ultra-short hot pants, and some were even too lazy to wear inner lingerie for the sake of comfort.

Five glowing, fair-skinned, and perfectly curved bodies lay sprawled across the sofa.

Their long, snow-white legs and slender waists were intertwined, dizzying to behold.

The scene was a hundred times more alluring than any Victoria's Secret show.

Unfortunately, this breathtaking scenery that could make one's nose bleed was a privilege enjoyed exclusively by Lin Chen.

"Husband, you mentioned writing a theme song for Divas Hit the Road earlier. Do you have any inspiration yet?"

Tong Liya sat on a single sofa, her snow-white, well-proportioned legs crossed.

Holding a delicate nail file, she asked casually while meticulously trimming her rounded nails.

Hearing this, the other four women also stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Chen in unison.

Lin Chen leaned back against the sofa and nodded faintly: "Hmm, I have the melody in my head."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shishi was as excited as a little fan.

She reached over the body of Dilraba, who was lying next to her, stretched her neck out, and gave Lin Chen a firm kiss on the face: "Husband, you're amazing!"

"Ouch! That hurts! Liu Shishi, you dead fatty, you crushed my stomach! Are you trying to murder your own sister?!" Dilraba shrieked as she was pressed, shouting angrily.

Liu Shishi pinched Dilraba's fair, firm thigh without mercy and snorted: "Among the five of us, you're the only one who weighs over a hundred jin! How dare you call me a fatty?"

Dilraba aggrievedly hugged Lin Chen's arm, rubbed against his chest with her fullness, and protested coquettishly:

"I'm not fat! Husband said, my meat is all in the right places! This is called being a top-tier beauty in the slightly-plump category, full of healthy aesthetic! People like you who are so skinny that only bones are left—it's uncomfortable to even touch, what's so good about that! Right, Husband? Husband likes my touch the most~"

Tong Liya was an innocent bystander, rolling her eyes at her with a pair of alluring peach-blossom eyes: "Why drag me into your argument? What did I do to provoke you?"

Guli Nazha used a toothpick to pick up a piece of iced watermelon, put it in her mouth, chewed twice, and asked curiously: "Husband, what's the name of your new song? Since we're idle anyway, why don't you sing a few lines to satisfy our cravings?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Husband, sing it! We want to be the first audience!"

"Husband, I want to hear it, I want to hear it!"

Pestered by the five beauties, Lin Chen smiled and nodded, reaching out to wrap his arm around Yang Mi's smooth, rounded shoulders: "Singing a cappella isn't as fun. Are there any instruments at home? A guitar or keyboard will do."

"Yes, yes, yes! I have a guitar!"

Dilraba sat up straight abruptly as if she had been resurrected.

She didn't even bother to put on her slippers, running into the guest room with her bare feet, "thump, thump, thump."

After a short while, she ran out holding a brand-new acoustic guitar and handed it to Lin Chen like a treasure: "Look, Husband, this is a limited-edition handmade Lusen guitar I asked someone to buy a few days ago. The tone is really good!"

Guli Nazha looked at her suspiciously: "Why did you buy a guitar? When did you learn to play? How come I don't know about it?"

Dilraba sat down next to Lin Chen and puffed out her chest with righteous confidence:

"I'm learning right now! My goal is to dominate the Chinese music scene and become a diva! If I can't even play an instrument, wouldn't that be a joke?"

Lin Chen took the guitar and plucked the strings casually to test the sound.

The tone was crisp and transparent; it was indeed a good instrument.

He nodded with satisfaction: "Good guitar."

Dilraba clasped her ten fingers together and looked at him with expectation: "Then, Husband, hurry up and sing!"

The gazes of the several women instantly became fervent.

Lin Chen adjusted his sitting posture slightly, held the guitar in his arms, and said softly: "The name of this song is 'Flying Far Away'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen's slender fingers skillfully swept across the strings.

A brisk, bouncy guitar melody, full of the scent of freedom, instantly flowed through the spacious living room.

Immediately after, Lin Chen's penetrating voice, which seemed to carry the taste of sunshine, began to ring out in rhythm:

"I have seen thousands of mountains and waters along the way,

I have traveled across the north and south.

Sunlight or wind, I don't care.

The wild rose by the roadside,

Pure and bright red...

Turn off the phone, who cares who is who,

Don't worry about comforting yourself.

If there is still a dream, chase it,

At least there will be no regrets.

Chase bravely towards the light!

Flying far away,

Just leave and go once!"

The style of this 'Flying Far Away' perfectly blended the free-spirited nature of road music, the laziness of country folk, and the dynamism of light rock.

The melody was extremely catchy, the rhythm was brisk and bouncy, and the lyrics were filled with a sense of freedom, the urge to just pack up and leave.

Listening to this song, a scene naturally appeared in one's mind: driving a convertible, galloping along an endless coastline, facing the sun and the breeze, leaving all troubles behind.

The artistic conception of this song was practically tailor-made as a battle anthem for the travel variety show Divas Hit the Road!

Top-tier lyrics and composition, combined with Lin Chen's heaven-sent heavenly voice and master-level Singing technique, made the whole song feel like the ultimate massage for the soul.

Lin Chen's several little wives were completely conquered by the charm of this song.

They couldn't help but sway their bodies to the brisk rhythm.

Some were gently shaking their snow-white long legs, others were waving their slender arms in the air, completely immersed in the ocean of music.

As the song ended, the lingering sound still echoed.

Guli Nazha rested her flushed cheeks in her hands and sighed with lingering fascination:

"Oh my god, this song is too good! Husband, I suddenly feel that giving such a masterpiece, which could definitely win a Golden Melody Award, to Divas Hit the Road as a theme song is simply a waste of talent! It's too much of a loss!"

Liu Shishi and Tong Liya nodded repeatedly, feeling the same way.

Dilraba, the one who would sell out her sister, sold Yang Mi out without hesitation: "It is a bit of a loss. But there's no way around it, who told Big Sister to 'sell' her husband to secure resources for the premiere conference of her new drama."

Yang Mi almost spat out blood after hearing this.

Her heart felt incredibly cold.

Was this really the silly little sister she usually doted on and trusted the most?

Does this girl even know which side of the bed is warm?

You are one of the leads in this drama yourself!

Just to show off in front of Lin Chen, did you have to be so eager to step on your own sister?!

Boss Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to pin this brat to the floor and rub her face in it, and explained with a serious expression:

"First, we are a family, and we don't distinguish between each other. If this drama makes money, Husband has a share, and you all have a share! Open up your perspectives, and don't be stingy over small profits.

"Second! We aren't giving this song away for free! Even if Zhang Zhiquan begs for it, he must pay the highest market price for the copyright usage! And it's only authorized usage; the core copyright of this song must be held firmly in our own hands!"

Yang Mi's righteous explanation finally managed to shake off the blame of "selling her husband for glory."

Lin Chen smiled and wrapped his arm around Yang Mi's slender waist, pulling her into his arms, and lowered his head to comfort her softly in her ear: "Don't bother with them; they are just teasing you."

After speaking, Lin Chen raised his head, his eyes sweeping over the four women sitting opposite him with a playful yet dangerous look, his tone carrying a hint of a warning: "Nothing to do in the afternoon, feeling bored, are you? Itching for a spanking?"

Seeing Lin Chen's posture, the four women were so scared that they all stuck out their little pink tongues in unison, immediately sitting obediently like startled kittens, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Husband, you can't be biased and only teach Big Sister and Reba how to sing. Actually... I really like music too. Could you spare some time to guide us as well?"

Guli Nazha was a smart woman; seeing the situation wasn't good, she immediately changed the subject coquettishly.

By the way, she didn't forget to call out "Big Sister" sweetly, which was considered an apology to Yang Mi, who had just been teased, paving the way smoothly.

Hearing Guli Nazha's request, Liu Shishi and Tong Liya also looked over with a tacit understanding.

Neither of the two beauties said a word, just blinking their expressive peach-blossom eyes, staring at Lin Chen with eager, watery gazes.

This was a case of silence being better than sound.

Although they didn't speak, that sense of resentment—'Husband, I want to learn too, if you don't teach me, I'll cry for you to see'—had already been accurately conveyed through their eyes.

Lin Chen was amused by these three pestering little demons: "Want to learn Singing from me? No problem. As long as you are willing to put in the effort to learn, it won't be a problem to tailor a few masterpieces for you in the future."

"But I'll say it up front: you must be genuinely fond of music from the bottom of your hearts."

"Don't just be jealous and follow the trend because Reba got a head start. The most torturous thing in this world is forcing yourself to do work you aren't interested in."