"Ignore the rest."

Yang Shujue said coldly, "People like him just need discipline. It's best to let someone else teach him a lesson and see if he can still survive outside."

Okay, I understand what you mean.

Su Jingtian nodded, then asked, "Should we send someone to deliver a message to your family...?"

"Need not."

Yang Shujue sneered, "They have so many children, losing one or two is no big deal. Since they don't care about the life or death of their own flesh and blood, let's just do as they wish."

"..."

Su Jingtian didn't say anything more, and quietly held her.

...

Time flies.

The end of the year is fast approaching.

"Jingyu, are you coming over?"

Peng Shiyu's voice came through the phone, "The new movie is about to be released, and the new TV series has been submitted to the TV station and passed the review."

Several of our company's singers have had their records sell very well, and they're already preparing to hold concerts..."

As Lin Jingyu listened to her story, her smile grew wider and wider.

With two new movies, two new TV series, and the efforts of several singers, this year's performance is sure to be good.

The capital city needs a lot of investment, so I hope the company will perform as well as possible.

"Sister Jingyu, it seems that Xiangdu is preparing to hold a film festival, and Mr. Jinming and Mr. Shao hope you can come."

"Hold a film festival?"

Lin Jingyu couldn't help but think of the Golden Film Awards, the most famous in Xiangdu's entertainment industry, an award that still holds considerable weight in the new century.

It seems that it was indeed founded in the early 1980s.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I can't be sure when I'll be there."

"I'll try my best to make time to go." "Okay, Jingyu, I'll be waiting for you."

Peng Shiyu's cheerful voice came over, "By the way, Sister Jingyu, I heard that Shujue has returned to the capital?"

"Yes, it's been almost a month since I got back."

"Jingyu, when you pass through Xiangdu, please invite Shujue to come and visit. I haven't seen Shujue in a long time."

"I don't dare to agree to your request on her behalf. I'll ask her later. If she goes, we'll go together."

"Okay, Sister Jingyu, we'll wait for you to come."

"Anything else?"

Lin Jingyu asked with a smile, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. Long-distance calls are expensive."

"No rush."

Peng Shiyu didn't want to hang up yet, so she deliberately asked, "Don't you want to know about Brother Moyu and Sister Xinyue?"

"I know even if you don't tell me, they plan to come back after the New Year to hold their wedding."

“I forgot that Brother Moyu would call you, no wonder you knew about it too.”

"I didn't ask him, I heard it from my senior brother."

"I'll go back to Beijing with Sister Xinyue to attend their wedding." "Of course."

"And you!"

Peng Shiyu couldn't hold back any longer and asked herself, "Aren't you going to tell me?"