"These past days must have been tough for you." Leng Lin glanced at her belly, "Your health isn't good, and you should rest when you need to. Don't become a slave to work. I know you're not after money, but because it's your passion. But if you ruin your health, won't you be unable to write songs in the future?"
"Yeah, I'll be more careful from now on. It's just these few days, once I get through this busy period it'll get better. Actually, I'm relatively free compared to other artists who need to attend all kinds of commercial performances to make money. At Emperor View, I'm already an exception." Luo Xiaoqian divided the peeled apple into a few slices and placed them on a fruit plate, pushing it towards Leng Lin, "Have some fruit. I'll go and make you a cup of tea. This time, I brought back some tea leaves from Jiangnan, given by a sponsor. They say it's fresh tea from a thousand-year-old tea tree…"
