At first, Zhao Yashuang took care of everything herself and showed that she loved Lin Yun very much. But as a week went by, she hired a caregiver instead, and she was just pretending.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Zhao Yashuang knew that Lin Yun's life was over, and the news of Huayu abandoning the music sector had caused a huge uproar. She naturally understood what this meant.
That means Yang Zhi lost power, and from then on, Feng Yu became the leader of Huayu Music, or more precisely, Chen Feng became the absolute ruler of Huayu Music.
Thinking of Chen Feng, sadness and regret appeared on her face. If only she hadn't treated him that way.
As she pondered, her expression suddenly turned ferocious. No, she was unwilling to accept her fate like this.
Zhao Yashuang suddenly stood up, as if she had made an important decision, and then turned and left.
She didn't want to care about Lin Yun behind her anymore.
Huayu acted swiftly and has already completed the company's restructuring and reorganization. The current core of the Huayu conglomerate is now Huayu Music Media.
Above that is "Huayu Culture".
Yang Zhi moved from the upper floors to the first floor, and his office was converted from a storage room. The employees were scattered, and others either left or went to other departments.
All music copyrights involved were completely wiped out: some were blocked, some were compensated, and some were sold permanently.
Yang Zhi sat alone in the chair, his face full of resentment.
When did he go from being incredibly successful and having a bright future to being like this now?
When did Huayu Music go from a monopolistic leading position to becoming an empty shell?
Life is truly unpredictable, like a large intestine enclosing a small intestine.
Yang Zhi walked to the window, no longer feeling the sense of looking down on the world. His face was full of loneliness. He knew the answer, but unfortunately, everything could not be undone.
......
Today is the eve of the Lunar New Year in 2024.
The whole of China was filled with joy and family reunions.
Upon arriving in the capital, Chen Feng met his elderly mother and took her shopping. The morning in the capital was cold, and snow clung to the bright yellow palace in the distance. The ancient buildings, which had witnessed hundreds of years of wind and rain, were solemn, majestic, and filled with supreme authority.
The two walked into a small alley and tried the old-fashioned soy milk from Lao Shangjing. Chen Feng almost threw up because the taste was too strong and he couldn't get used to it.
However, Chen's mother was still not satisfied. As a country person, everything tastes delicious to her. After all, she had suffered when she was young and experienced that terrible period of life.
On the way back, Chen's mother carried the leftover fried dough sticks that she wanted to pack away, and nibbled on them bit by bit.
"Mom, thank goodness your son was well covered up today. If someone had recognized you, the way you were eating would have made me lose fans."
Chen Feng joked.
"What do you mean by losing powder? What a waste! You young people just love wasting food, have you never gone hungry?"
Chen's mother clearly didn't understand what Chen Feng meant and thought he was talking about rice noodles, the kind you eat.
"By the way, Xiaofeng, there's something I've wanted to ask you all this way, but I felt awkward asking since you're all grown up now."
"Go ahead and ask, Mom. What can't you ask between a mother and son?"
After a moment's hesitation, Chen's mother asked, "Have you and Xiaoya broken up?"
"ah?"
Chen Feng was stunned and looked at his mother with some confusion. Then he remembered that he had hardly told his mother about what had happened in the past six months.
His mother, who lives in the mountains, would occasionally call him but never inquire about his career, so she didn't really know much about him.
It was only in the last few days that she gradually realized how remarkable her son was.
“Xiaofeng, our family used to be farmers. I’m so happy that you’ve made something of yourself. But there are some things we can’t do against our conscience. When your father was alive, he always said that a person must have a conscience.”
Chen Feng was dumbfounded; he didn't understand what his mother meant by saying all this.
"Mom, why are you bringing this up out of the blue?"
Chen's mother sighed, as if she knew something: "Tell me, is it because you've become successful that you broke up with Xiaoya? Xiaoya didn't mind that our family was poor and stayed with you. Now that you're successful, you don't want her anymore?"
"No, Mom, where did you hear that? It's not what you think at all."
Chen Feng was speechless. He hadn't expected that his mother would still think he and Zhao Yashuang had some connection. But it was also his fault for not telling her about these things in time.
"Mom, listen to me, this is what happened..."
Time passed, and Chen's mother's expression changed from confusion to heartache, from heartache to anger, from anger to sadness, and finally to a sigh.
"I'm sorry, son. I didn't know so much had happened to you. But what's past is past. I'm just glad you're doing well now."
Chen's mother already knows everything, including Zhao Yashuang's purpose in being with Chen Feng, her attempt to poison him with gas, and the series of events involving Lin Yun that followed.
"The outside world is full of temptations; if you see too much of it, you'll have trouble sleeping, your eyes will become blurry, and you might easily go astray, which would be a pity."
Chen's mother sighed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
"Mom, would you like to meet your real daughter-in-law?"
Chen Feng thought about the misunderstanding earlier and realized that some things could no longer be kept secret. Since it was bound to happen sooner or later, why not take this opportunity to make things clear?
Thinking about it, he realized that he and Li Qingning were quite a good match. Although he didn't have a family background as good as hers, given time, everything would be within his grasp.
Li Qingning lost her mother at a young age, and he lost his father at a young age; they complement each other perfectly.
Besides, he's met Li Jingchang and Li Siye several times, but he's never met his own mother.
"You brat, how many things are you hiding from me?"
Chen's mother was taken aback, then beamed with joy, and the disappointment she had felt earlier vanished instantly.
Older people often enjoy hearing their children find partners, get married, and have children.
"Tell me quickly, which family does she belong to? What is her family background like? Is she pretty?"
"Let me tell you, Xiaofeng, don't look for someone from a wealthy family. We're from the countryside, so we need to be good at matching social status. Just find someone from an average family who is kind and good at raising children."
These nagging words left Chen Feng speechless, but also felt very heartwarming.
......
In a private room of a restaurant in Beijing, Li Qingning's heart pounded for the first time; she felt like an ugly daughter-in-law about to meet her in-laws.
Although she and Chen Feng had not considered marriage, they seemed to be moving in the same direction.
She was in a hurry to prepare for Chen Feng's call this time. Although it was just a normal meeting, she was still nervous about it, given her status.
The footsteps outside the door grew closer and closer. Li Qingning quickly straightened her clothes and maintained her smile.
The doors slowly opened, and a waiter led the way.
Chen Feng walked in, looked at Li Qingning, and smiled slightly.
Then, Chen's mother walked into the private room, looking around. She had never seen such a luxurious and high-class place in her entire life.
Upon entering the private room, Chen's mother immediately spotted Li Qingning standing in front of her, smiling like a rainbow.
She stopped in her tracks, stunned.
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