Chapter 760 Le Yan: But can you afford to support me?
Three days later.
Inside the room, Le Yang zipped up her suitcase.
Everything is packed up.
The flight departs for Mincheng at 3 PM today.
She will most likely never come back to Beicheng.
No, it won't happen again.
This place never belonged to her; it's too inappropriate to take it back.
Leyan came out of the room pulling her suitcase.
Lin Xiangyu was standing in the living room, lost in thought.
"Xiangyu, what are you daydreaming about? Have you packed your luggage yet?"
Lin Xiangyu turned around upon hearing the voice, glanced at the suitcase in Le Yan's hand, then pointed to the carpet on the floor and frowned, "What should we do with this carpet?"
Upon hearing this, Le Yan was slightly taken aback.
Then, she looked down at the carpet on the floor.
This is what she bought when she bought this house. She likes it very much and has used it for five years, but she still can't bear to replace it.
The carpet pattern was custom-made. Back then, she was a female celebrity with an annual income of tens of millions, and she could buy a carpet that cost millions if she liked it.
Cars, and houses too.
However, that was also the year with the highest income for her. Her resources have been getting worse year by year since then, and she has almost no income this year.
Property management fees in upscale residential communities, insurance premiums and maintenance costs for luxury cars—these are all considerable expenses.
So Leyan gritted her teeth, sold her first car, and bought a small Wuling minivan for transportation.
As for the house, she won't be coming back, so selling it and getting cash is the safest option.
"This rug is five years old, I guess nobody wants it anymore?"
Le Yan walked over, squatted down and touched the carpet: "Le Xiao Miao has peed on this several times, it's worthless now, just throw it away."
Hearing this, Lin Xiangyu's eyes reddened again. "What about the house?"
Le Yan glanced around and sighed, "It's just a pity about this house; I'm quite reluctant to part with it."
"How about we don't sell them yet?" Lin Xiangyu patted her chest. "Anyway, I still have some savings. Let's go back to our hometown and open a small snack shop, selling wontons and steamed buns. We can always make a living!"
"You expect me to support you?" Le Yan stood up and walked up to Lin Xiangyu. "But can you afford to support me?"
"You're the only one, can't you afford to support me?"
"Before I was thirteen, my brother Sheng raised me to be a useless little thing. I can't even take care of basic things like washing clothes and cooking. After I turned thirteen, the entertainment industry raised me to be a complete waste. After ten years in the industry, besides my increasingly terrible acting skills, what else can I be good at? Xiangyu, to be honest, I don't even know what I can do after I retire from the industry. You're even younger than me. I can't really let you support me."
"You're not as bad as you make yourself out to be!" Lin Xiangyu retorted. "You sing really well, and you draw beautifully too. When we go back to our hometown, you can try singing livestreams. We can wear masks and not show our faces. You can also draw. Anyway, as long as you don't show your face, you're not Le Yan!"
Le Yan paused slightly, then smiled: "Hearing you say that, it seems like it could work."
“It could have been!” Lin Xiangyu looked at Le Yan and said with unwavering determination, “Yan Yan, I’m not like you. I was born ordinary and timid. I’m also not very bright and can’t study well. When I was little, the village bully Wang Zong led the bullying against me, and you always protected me. When I dropped out of high school and didn’t have a job, you took the initiative to invite me to be your assistant. But I’m not smart. I caused you so much trouble in the first year, but you never blamed me. You always said, ‘Xiangyu, don’t cry. It’s all small things. We can solve it.’…”
Lin Xiangyu is someone who is very easily moved to tears, and she started crying again as she spoke these words.
Le Yan reached out and wiped away her tears: "Alright, I don't have any trophy to give you. Who are you trying to move to death with this long acceptance speech!"
Lin Xiangyu burst into laughter through her tears, but the next moment she opened her arms and hugged Le Yan.
"Lin Leyan, why is God always so unfair to you? You've worked so hard! Ten years, you've persevered for ten years! Even when Xing Zheng tried to seduce and coerce you, you never gave up on your original aspirations! God is unfair! What's wrong with the entertainment industry having one more Best Actress? What's wrong with that? Waaaaah..."
Le Yan was held in Lin Xiangyu's arms, and her nose felt a little sore from her angry yet cute crying.
She laughed and said, "Yes, the entertainment industry owes me, Lin Leyan, an Oscar."
"Waaaaah, ten years of hard work, and all I get in the end is this suitcase. I can't take the carpet, I can't take the house..." Lin Xiangyu wailed, "Leyan, I'm so sad. I feel so useless. I've been by your side for three years and I haven't been able to help you at all..."
“Who said you didn’t help me? You’ve helped me a lot, you just don’t know it.” Le Yan glanced at Le Xiaomiao beside her: “Besides, we’re not just taking a suitcase, we can also take Le Xiaomiao, and selling this house will net us at least tens of millions. With tens of millions, we can go back to our hometown and I’ll build Sheng Ge a big villa! A detached house with its own yard.”
Lin Xiangyu paused, released her, and raised her hand to wipe away her tears: "Then can I live in a big villa too?"
Le Yan was amused by her, "Of course, we'll build the villa near the seaside tourist area. It can be used for our own residence or as a bed and breakfast. If you like, you can even set up a shop on the first floor to sell your xiaolongbao (soup dumplings)."
"I think it's a great idea!" Lin Xiangyu was immediately comforted, wiped away her tears, and asked, "But can this house really sell for tens of millions now?"
“The housing prices in Beicheng have risen a lot in the past few years, at least 30 million, right?” Le Yan rubbed Lin Xiangyu’s head: “It’s okay if it’s a little less. We’ve lived here for five years and it’s already a profit.”
Lin Xiangyu still felt a pang of heartache at the thought of selling the house; she knew how much Le Yan loved it.
Everyone has a special feeling about the first thing they obtain through their own efforts.
Lin Xiangyu looked at Le Yan, sniffed, and said, "Le Yan, with such a good attitude, you can succeed at anything!"
"Really?" Le Yan raised an eyebrow. "Then how about I try robbing a bank?"
Lin Xiangyu: "..."
...
2 PM, Beicheng Airport.
Le Yang and Lin Xiangyu finished checking in and sat down in the waiting area next to the security checkpoint.
Lin Xiangyu suddenly asked, "When the contract expires next month, will you come back to terminate it?"
Le Yan was taken aback, then said, "I've hired a lawyer, so I won't be coming back."
How confident is the lawyer?
Le Yan pursed her lips and shook her head: "The chances of winning are slim, and I'll most likely have to pay compensation, but Attorney Chu said he would try his best to reduce the amount of compensation I have to pay."
Lin Xiangyu's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. "How much is 'press'?"
"Don't ask anymore," Le Yan said jokingly, not wanting to frighten Lin Xiangyu. "Anyway, selling you wouldn't be enough."
“Selling them to me definitely wouldn’t be enough; even my two kidneys combined wouldn’t be worth a million.”
Le Yan: "..."
The announcement was calling for passengers to go through security.
"Let's go." Le Yan stood up, pulled her suitcase, and walked towards the security checkpoint.
Lin Xiangyu followed her, pulling two suitcases and carrying Le Xiaomiao on her back.
While waiting in line, Le Yan's phone rang—
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