Chapter 468 Retiring from the Entertainment Industry, See You Again in the Martial World
In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant permeated everything.
Yan Jin leaned against the cold wall, completely stunned.
He had just run out and sped all the way to the hospital, where he finally found her previous medical records.
The medical record clearly states this in black and white.
[Diagnosis: Early pregnancy, threatened miscarriage.]
The date of her appointment was the day after he forced himself on her that night. She bled that night, and he assumed she had started her period and left disappointed.
It turned out that it wasn't menstruation, but rather signs of threatened miscarriage.
It turns out... she was carrying his child.
his.
That day, he pushed her on the bed, and she immediately covered her stomach with her hand, saying that she had her period and her stomach hurt.
Is she afraid he'll tie her to the operating table because she won't say?
How could he bear to part with it?
"Haha." Yan Jin leaned against the wall, slowly slid down to sit on the ground, and let out a dry, hoarse laugh.
The laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into suppressed sobs that echoed in the empty corridor.
That was his child.
Tang Xiaoya is pregnant with his child.
The child he thought was an illegitimate child, a disgrace left by his younger brother, turned out to be his own flesh and blood.
pity.
That's all.
He destroyed it all himself.
Tang Xiaoya, why are you punishing me like this? She was so close, so very close, she had already given in, and that day, she had taken the initiative to respond to him.
Why?
Yan Jin lowered his head, tears streaming down his face. He had lost her once again.
......
The next day, the internet exploded.
Tang Xiaoya's official Weibo account quietly updated with a new post.
The photo is a group photo from the celebration banquet a few days ago.
She stood in the most dazzling center position, wearing a bright red dress, her smile radiant and captivating, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
For her, this was perhaps the perfect ending.
The caption couldn't be simpler.
"From today onwards, I am retiring from the entertainment industry. Goodbye."
A short sentence, yet it carries astonishing weight.
A female celebrity at the peak of her career and enjoying immense popularity suddenly announced her retirement from the entertainment industry?
This is practically a magnitude 10 earthquake in the entertainment industry.
The hashtag #TangXiaoyaRetiresFromTheEntertainmentIndustry# instantly went viral, followed by a bright red "Explosive" sign.
Fans went crazy, bystanders were stunned, and the entire community was talking about it.
Regret, speculation, and bewilderment filled the air.
"Sister! Don't go! You're a top star!"
"Are you being bullied by capital? Don't be afraid, Ya Ya, we'll back you up!"
"Fiery Red Makeup is a hot trend, with a bright future ahead, why would she leave? I don't understand!"
Kaka Entertainment's phone lines were almost completely paralyzed by the calls.
The media, fans, and partners are all frantically searching for an answer.
Finally, when public opinion reached its peak, Kaka Entertainment's official Weibo account issued a statement.
"Our artist, Tang Xiaoya, will be temporarily taking a break from acting due to health reasons. Thank you to all the fans for your love and support for Ya Ya. Also, congratulations to 'Blazing Red Makeup' for receiving multiple international film and television award nominations."
The statement was impeccably written, both appeasing fans and promoting the work, but the phrase "temporarily retiring from acting" left endless room for speculation.
When Yan Jin returned to the company, there was still a trace of anxiety in the air. His eyes were bloodshot because he had drunk too much the night before and had barely slept a wink.
The secretary quickly came over, gave a brief report, and then he walked towards the reception room.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man in a suit sitting on the guest sofa.
The man had a sharp and capable demeanor, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked like a lawyer.
"Hello, Mr. Yan."
The man stood up, nodded politely, and then took a document from his briefcase and placed it on the coffee table.
“I was sent by Miss Nan Wan, Attorney Xie.”
Yan Jin's gaze fell on the document.
The words "Termination Agreement" on the cover were glaringly obvious.
The man pushed the documents toward him, then took a check from his pocket and gently placed it next to the agreement.
It was a blank check.
"Ms. Nan means that Kaka Entertainment should sign this termination agreement."
The man's voice was devoid of any emotion, like a cold machine.
"Your company can fill in any amount of compensation you like."
He paused, then added.
"From the moment this agreement is signed, Ms. Tang Xiaoya will no longer belong to Kaka Entertainment."
Fill in anything.
That's quite a grand gesture.
Yan Jin shifted her gaze from the check to the termination agreement, and finally looked up at the lawyer.
His eyes were cold, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.
"I refuse."
He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered three words.
The lawyer was taken aback.
"Go back and tell Miss Nan that terminating the contract is possible."
Yan Jin twitched the corners of her mouth, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Have Tang Xiaoya come to me in person."
He stopped looking at the man, turned and walked out, his voice icy cold.
"see a visitor out."
When Attorney Xie met Yan Jin's cold gaze, he packed his things and left in silence.
Yan Jin slumped into the large executive chair, leaning back and disappearing into the shadows.
He took a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep drag.
White smoke swirled around him, blurring his deep-set features.
This is the scene that Fu Yao saw when she pushed the door open and came in.
The man exuded a low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay.
"A Jin..."
Yan Jin didn't turn around, but suddenly pulled open the drawer, took out a document, and threw it on the table with a "thud".
His movements were rough, and his anger was palpable.
"Send this out."
His voice was hoarse, tinged with ruthlessness.
"I will make Yan Chen pay the price for what he has done!"
Fu Yao stepped forward, picked up the document, and her expression changed after just one glance.
The file folder contained several photos.
In the photo, Yan Chen is seen with two glamorous women embracing him, a scene that is utterly distasteful.
Fu Yao knew that these two women had very dirty reputations in the industry.
The implications of such photos being leaked for a popular celebrity are self-evident.
This wasn't a house collapse at all; it was completely razed to the ground.
"Are you crazy?" Fu Yao's voice trembled slightly. "Are you really going to do this? You'll ruin him!"
"Destroy him?"
Yan Jin sneered, the cigarette ash falling onto his expensive trousers, but he didn't care at all.
"This is the best retribution he could ever deserve!"
He suddenly stood up, his scarlet eyes fixed on Fu Yao.
"He schemed against me! He made Tang Xiaoya abort my child! I'll make sure he never recovers!"
The voice was filled with overwhelming anger and deep-seated hatred.
Fu Yao was, after all, their aunt, and seeing the two brothers come to this point was heartbreaking.
She stepped forward, grabbed Yan Jin's arm, and softened her tone.
"Ajin, think it over! If your sister is watching from heaven, she wouldn't want to see you brothers killing each other. He is, after all, your own brother!"
"brother?"
Yan Jin seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and suddenly shook off her hand, roaring angrily.
"From the moment he plotted against me, he was no longer my brother!"
The atmosphere in the office was extremely tense.
Fu Yao sighed and said another sentence.
"Don't you consider Xiaoya's feelings? A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. What you're doing will only push her further away and make her feel uneasy for the rest of her life!"
"The reason she chose to leave was to avoid this! What you're doing now is blocking her path back in the future!"
Yan Jin's tall figure froze.
Every word Fu Yao said struck him like a hammer blow.
A lifetime of unease...
Can't!
After a long silence, the rage in Yan Jin's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a bottomless weariness.
He took another sealed document bag from another drawer and handed it to Fu Yao.
"Take this to the old man."
Fu Yao took the file bag, pulled it out to look at it, and then nodded.
He made a phone call, "Check Lu Qinglin's whereabouts, we must find Tang Xiaoya."
He got angry after someone said something over there.
"Then we will search all 13 countries to find her."
As long as she is alive, he will find her no matter where she is.
He can't give her up in this lifetime!
...
Three days later.
A news item on Sega Entertainment's official website went viral online.
Yan Chen will marry Ruan Nianchu, the eldest daughter of the Ruan family in Luocheng, in a month.
The news devastated Yan Chen's fanbase, with many breaking down in tears.
"My house has collapsed! Completely collapsed!"
"This is absolutely not something my brother did willingly! No one in the world is worthy of Brother Chen!"
"Brother, why are you getting married?!"
This is the outcome of the Yan family patriarch's ruthless methods: Yan Chen traded his promising career for a marriage contract.
The upscale apartment reeked of alcohol.
Yan Chen collapsed drunk on the carpet, his expensive suit crumpled in a ball, his tie ripped off and tossed aside.
He was still clutching his phone, the screen lit up with news of Tang Xiaoya's retirement from the entertainment industry.
Below is another message from a subordinate: she had a miscarriage and disappeared without a trace; Yan Jin is frantically searching for her.
He tricked her into giving up the child, and he won against Yan Jin.
But he wasn't happy at all; he still couldn't have her, and she had given up everything.
So what does it matter who I marry? It's not her anyway.
His heart was shattered.
...
The atmosphere in the private room of the club was equally oppressive.
Yan Jin, Shen Xin, and Shang Mo had empty wine bottles piled up in front of them, and they were all completely drunk.
Yan Jin's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on the back of her hand gripping the wine glass were bulging, and she kept muttering a name.
"Xiaoya..."
"Xiaoya..."
His face was filled with grief, and tears mixed with alcohol streamed down his face.
"I was wrong, I misunderstood you..."
"I deserve to die! I really deserve to die!"
He gulped down a glass of strong liquor, which made him cough violently.
"Xiaoya, where are you...?"
Finally, Yun Mu arrived and, seeing the three men completely drunk, pressed his temples in exasperation.
He struggled to lift Yan Jin and drag him away, then called the Shen family and the Shang family separately to send someone to pick him up.
The Shen family mansion was brightly lit.
Two tall bodyguards, one on each side, struggled to help the heavily intoxicated Shen Xin into the room.
"Brother Shen Xin! You've drunk so much again!"
A clear, slightly naive female voice rang out.
Wen Youyou, wearing bear slippers, ran down the stairs with a "tap tap tap" sound.
She ran up to him and skillfully stretched out her arms.
"Give it to me, give it to me."
The bodyguard looked at her slender arms and his expression turned troubled.
"Third Miss, you can't lift it."
Wen Youyou grinned, revealing a set of neat, white teeth that contrasted sharply with her dark skin.
"I can."
She patted her chest confidently.
“I’ve pulled a fishing net weighing 200 jin by myself, brother, at most 150 jin.”
After saying that, she didn't give the bodyguard a chance to react. She bent down, put her arm through Shen Xin's knees and back, and exerted force.
The next second, Shen Xin was steadily lifted up in her arms.
The two battle-hardened bodyguards were utterly shocked, their jaws nearly dropping to their sides.
Wen Youyou carried Shen Xin and walked steadily upstairs, as if she were holding not a grown man, but a ball of cotton.
At the corner of the stairs, Shen Li peeked out and stared wide-eyed at the scene.
She quickly pulled out her phone and started snapping photos of the stairs.
Snap! Snap!
Hehe, my allowance is settled now! This is my brother's embarrassing history!
In the lobby on the first floor, Mr. and Mrs. Shen peeked out from the corner of the wall, rubbing their eyes hard, their faces full of disbelief.
Depend on.
This is their son, who is allergic to women and keeps strangers at bay, being carried in a princess carry by a seventeen-year-old girl?
This power...
This scene...
So captivating!
Excitedly, Shen's mother grabbed Shen's father's arm: "Husband, there's hope! There's definitely hope!"
Amidst the jolts, Shen Xin groggily opened one eye.
In my line of sight was a dark-skinned face that also had a touch of cuteness.
He frowned and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Little Black Bull...get out of my dream..."
"Shut up, don't say anything..."
Wen Youyou's face darkened even more; this brother was really annoying.
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