"good."
Du Xueyan gently pulled out a chair and sat down.
The waitress came over and asked Han Aoyu in a low voice if he needed her to make tea for them.
Han Aoyu waved his hand and said, "Everyone go down, I can do it myself."
"good."
The owner, manager, and waiter in the teahouse all left.
The teahouse hall was completely silent. Du Xueyan listened to the gurgling sound of tea, feeling uneasy. She wondered what this old man wanted to talk to her about. Could it be that yesterday's incident had reached his ears?
Or was it Song Ci who blew a whisper into the old man's ear?
As if he had heard Du Xueyan's thoughts, Han Aoyu, who was concentrating on making tea, suddenly said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't come to see you because of Miss Song, nor because of Han Zhan."
Seeing Han Aoyu calling Song Ci "Song girl," Du Xueyan felt a little sour in her heart, but she kept a calm smile on her face. Even with her heavy makeup, her smile added to her charm and allure.
Han Aoyu looked at Du Xueyan's face and said, "You look a little different from the photo."
Du Xueyan was surprised. "In the photo?" Du Xueyan quickly figured it out. She asked in surprise, "Does the old man also read entertainment news?"
Du Xueyan thought Han Aoyu had seen her photo on the news.
"There's nothing wrong with entertainment news. Only when the world is peaceful and prosperous will celebrities dominate the headlines on major social media platforms."
Han Aoyu smiled and continued, "The development of the entertainment industry has also driven the economic development of our country. I have never thought that singers and actors are not respectable professions."
"Any profession, as long as it exists, is reasonable."
When Du Xueyan heard the old man's insights, she felt a sense of admiration in her heart.
She had met many powerful figures, but in their hearts, they all looked down on people in the entertainment industry. Unexpectedly, Mr. Han, who was truly powerful, had such insights.
Han Aoyu spoke again, interrupting Du Xueyan's thoughts. He said, "Ten years ago, I saw your photo."
Seeing Du Xueyan looking at him in astonishment, Han Aoyu smiled at her, nodded, and said, "Yes, Han Zhan once showed your photo to me and his grandmother."
Du Xueyan was stunned.
"I don't know..." She was a little stunned.
Han Aoyu said: "His grandmother was not in good health at that time. Han Zhan asked for leave to come back during the New Year. In order to make his grandmother happy, he showed her your photo."
"Han Zhan told us that the girl in the photo is his girlfriend, whom he met in high school. He said he would marry me when my career stabilized."
Du Xueyan was stunned. "He never told me this..."
"He was very depressed at the time, keeping everything to himself. He told us, 'You're studying music, and you want to be a singer.' He said he wanted to wait a few more years for you to have a successful career before proposing to you. He believed that getting married too early would tie you down."
Han Aoyu spoke of this past event in a very calm tone, but Du Xueyan felt heartbroken.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Du Xueyan stared at the tolerant smile on Han Aoyu's face, feeling ashamed. Thinking of the cruel things she had done when they broke up, Du Xueyan wanted to cry.
She held back her tears and decided to tell Han Aoyu the truth about their breakup. "Mr. Han, I was sorry for breaking up with Han Zhan under those circumstances. But I also have a secret."
Han Ao Yu looked at Du Xueyan calmly without interrupting her.
Du Xueyan said, "My mother was diagnosed with uremia during my freshman year of college. She had to undergo hemodialysis every week. During those years of her treatment, our family savings were completely depleted. Later, the doctor told us that her condition had worsened and she needed a kidney transplant."
"At that time, I was extremely worried about my mother's illness. I had no money and was at my wit's end. I had thought about telling Han Zhan about this, but Han Zhan was suddenly injured. I rushed to the hospital after hearing the news and saw my grandfather..."
Du Xueyan stopped and stared at the old man opposite her who was not dressed luxuriously but very cleanly. She said with a self-deprecating expression, "I mistook Old Man Han for an old farmer, so I thought Han Zhan's family was ordinary. In that case, I really couldn't ask Han Zhan to lend me money."
"Just at that time, the agency came to me and wanted to sign me and promote me as a singer. The signing fee was considerable, and I needed money, so I cruelly abandoned Han Zhan."
Du Xueyan did not exaggerate the facts, nor did she want to whitewash herself. She just wanted to tell the truth and restore some good impression of herself in the old man's heart.
After hearing her story, Han Aoyu said, "That's really the case..."
Du Xueyan felt something was wrong when she heard what he said. She felt a little suspicious and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Han, do you know what happened in my family back then?"
Han Aoyu nodded in agreement. "You cruelly abandoned my grandson back then. I was so angry that I investigated your family and discovered your mother's story."
The tea is boiling.
Han Aoyu poured hot water into the tea leaves. He watched the concentrated dry tea leaves expand in the hot water and sprout tender green buds.
"After Han Zhan was discharged from the hospital, I told him about your family's affairs. Han Zhan guessed the reason why you broke up with him, and he accepted the fact calmly."
"Because of your love for each other, Han Zhan specially hired an excellent medical team to perform surgery on your mother."
Du Xueyan exclaimed, covering her mouth and muttering in astonishment: "How could this be..."
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