"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up." Nangong Jue really didn't see any point in talking to her.
"Wait, don't hang up!" He Rong called out hurriedly, "A-Jue, I have something important to say. You divorced that country bumpkin?"
Nangong Jue pinched the bridge of his nose: "What country bumpkin? She has a name."
"Alright, that's not important." He Rong interrupted him impatiently. "It's over, it's over. I told you long ago that she wasn't good enough for you, but you didn't like the woman I found for you and insisted on getting a marriage certificate with her... Alright, let's not talk about the past. Now that Mengmeng is back, you should get along well with her and get married as soon as possible..." As she spoke, she raised her hand to look at the jade bracelet on her wrist. It was a gift from Yan Zimeng. Although she didn't lack these things, the fact that Yan Zimeng could give her such an expensive gift showed that the girl was sensible and willing to listen to her, her mother-in-law. She was much better than that country bumpkin.
“My affairs are none of your business,” Nangong Jue coldly interrupted her.
"Why don't I have to take care of this? I'm your mother, I..." He Rong was still yelling, but then she heard a dial tone from the receiver. Enraged, she threw the phone again, this time smashing it directly against the car window, causing the glass to crack.
Earl's Club.
When Fu Yun Shen entered, Nangong Jue had already finished two bottles of red wine and was shrouded in sadness. He couldn't help but glance at Fang Ming at the door.
Fang Ming mouthed that his wife had just called.
Fu Yun Shen sighed softly. Of course he knew who Fang Ming's wife was. That Miss He was definitely a celebrity, known to everyone in the entire capital. Unfortunately, such a reputation was ironic. With a mother like that... it was really not easy for A Jue to get to where he is today.
Well, the one thing a person can't choose is their birth.
He quickly composed himself and hurried inside, exclaiming, "Wow, an '82 Lafite! You're just guzzling it down like that? What a waste! You called me here, you should at least leave me some!" He then hurriedly sat down and poured himself a glass.
"Ah Shen, tell me, should someone like me not have been born?" Nangong Jue looked up at Fu Yun Shen. "If I hadn't been born, would I have avoided all that suffering?"
Fu Yun Shen sighed, then reached out and patted Nangong Jue's shoulder: "A-Jue, you can't think like that. Life has its good and bad moments. Who hasn't struggled through it all?"
Nangong Jue paused for a moment, then laughed sarcastically. Yes, they had all struggled through it all. After so many years, hadn't he long since gotten used to it? Hadn't he long known that he was just a tool to her? Why did he still cling to the hope that she might genuinely care about him even once?
Just then, the door opened and Yang Jinxuan walked in: "Why are you two here drinking so early?"
"Just killing time," Fu Yun Shen chuckled. "Why did you come along too?"
"Mengmeng met with the director and investors today to discuss the script. It's right next door. She heard there were people here, so she came over to check. And it really is you guys." Yang Jinxuan walked over. "Ajue, aren't you going to go and see them?"
"Why should I see him?" Nangong Jue raised his eyes, having already composed himself.
“After all, Mengmeng is your… friend.” Yang Jinxuan frowned slightly. “Go and see her, it’s a way of supporting her.”
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