Chapter 130 Yao Yao, I just don't want a divorce
Ten minutes later, Jiang Xingyao followed Assistant Yu to Madam Rongyue's lounge.
Faintly, I could still hear music coming from the banquet hall downstairs.
Assistant Yu went out to call someone. Jiang Xingyao sat on the sofa, looking very uneasy.
A chilling cold seeped into her very bones. She couldn't understand why Madam Rongyue wanted to see her alone, but no matter what, the fault lay with her, and she had to resolve it.
She didn't have to wait long before Madam Rongyue arrived, alone.
Jiang Xingyao quickly stood up to greet her, while Madam Rongyue sat down on the sofa where Jiang Xingyao had just been sitting. She got straight to the point: "Miss Jiang, I heard that the song 'Pain' that's so popular online, you wrote the original melody, right?"
The poem "Pain" that Madam Rongyue mentioned was the version modified by Cheng Jing.
Whenever others mention that piece of music, they always say that she plagiarized it, belittling her work to nothing.
Jiang Xingyao never expected that Madam Rongyue would refer to her composition as the original.
She nodded, but before she could speak, Madam Rongyue pointed to the piano next to her and said, "Go play it once."
“Okay.” Although Jiang Xingyao didn’t understand the other party’s intention, she did not hesitate.
She had silently rehearsed the song that had branded her with shame countless times in her mind, and when she played it this time, it flowed like a gentle breeze.
Madam Rongyue remained quiet until Jiang Xingyao called her name after the song ended. She then looked at Jiang Xingyao with a serious expression and said, "You are very talented, Miss Jiang. If I give you a month, can you clean up the mess behind your back?"
"I…"
"Ms. Jiang, I won't hide it from you. The reason I'm holding this concert is to select a talented young person to be my assistant and accompany me on a closed-door exchange abroad. I don't like trouble, so the first condition is that you must be single and have no family ties. Career or love, which would you choose?"
Looking at Madam Rongyue's almost indifferent face, Jiang Xingyao felt as if the chill in her heart had been dispelled, and she felt as if she had been hit by a huge surprise.
Without hesitation, she said, "I have no love. Please believe me, I will definitely handle things well."
Madam Rongyue then said, "You need to think it over. You'll be coming with me for at least three years, in complete isolation, and you won't be able to contact anyone. Are you willing?"
“I’m willing.” Jiang Xingyao spoke again. In fact, she knew very well that even though she had some talent, she had not attended a professional music academy after her grandfather passed away.
She had originally planned to study at a music academy during the admissions season, but now that an opportunity like Madam Rongyue was available, it was naturally better than a thousand music academies.
Jiang Xingyao was still puzzled. Madam Rongyue was clearly very angry at the concert, so why did she choose to give her this opportunity?
Madam Rongyue quickly offered her own explanation, saying, "Everyone knows my taboos. Miss Jiang has made a blatant mistake, and I must give everyone an explanation."
I've actually heard some things about your situation, and your attitude at the concert was so sincere. I think I really should give a young person who's struggling but has the ambition to improve a chance. Ms. Jiang, don't let me down. I hope that next time we meet, you'll be my assistant.
The news that Jiang Xingyao had offended Madam Rongyue quickly spread throughout the entire circle.
Before she even got back to her apartment, she was bombarded with phone calls, all from people trying to terminate previously agreed-upon contracts.
Jiang Xingyao handled each case one by one, apologizing and offering compensation with a courteous attitude.
Many people remained rational, but some said many unpleasant things on the phone.
Jiang Xingyao agreed to all of them.
Two days had passed after everything was settled. Jiang Xingyao thought that all the collaborations she had in hand would be completely eliminated, but unexpectedly, she was still not contacted for a charity gala performance.
Jiang Xingyao herself knew that her reputation was very bad, but even though she took the initiative to contact the other party, the other party did not intend to cancel the cooperation, and even said that they believed in her character and hoped to continue to cooperate.
Having said all that, Jiang Xingyao could no longer refuse.
The commercial performance is still two weeks away, so there's plenty of time.
Three days after the concert ended, Jiang Xingyao boarded a plane back to the capital.
Everything that Jiang Xingyao had painstakingly prepared for months in the port city was almost destroyed in an instant, leaving her feeling empty.
But she had no time to be sad; she didn't have much time and had to resolve everything as soon as possible.
When Jiang Xingyao came out of the airport, she saw Jin Qingyu, who had come to pick her up. He was holding a bouquet of flowers, and his expression changed when he saw Zhou Huaiyan next to Jiang Xingyao.
But he quickly strode forward to meet them.
He was possessive again, physically separating Jiang Xingyao and Zhou Huaiyan: "President Zhou, you're so busy, how come you have time to come to the capital?"
When she smelled the familiar scent of ebony and heard Jin Qingyu's voice, a chill ran through Jiang Xingyao's heart.
Jin Qingyu knew nothing, but he always liked to barge into her life with such an arrogant and domineering attitude, and then silently ruin everything around her.
He could even produce a fake certificate solely out of his own selfish desires, regardless of her repeated confirmations or the impact that certificate would have on her.
Even now, when she returned after handling everything in Hong Kong all by herself, he was still here, righteously suspicious of the people around him.
Even though the matter didn't end up too badly, Jiang Xingyao still couldn't forgive Jin Qingyu for the fake certificate.
She knew very well that she had only managed to gain Madam Rongyue's favor and an opportunity by sheer luck.
Without that, her career would have been completely ruined.
All of this was not because Jin Qingyu showed her mercy, but because her own talent attracted Madam Rongyue. The harm Jin Qingyu caused her was real, and the hatred she felt for him would never disappear.
"It's a personal matter, no need for Mr. Jin to concern himself with it. Xingyao, I'll take my leave now," Zhou Huaiyan said.
It was a coincidence that Jiang Xingyao and Zhou Huaiyan came to the capital together.
Before she returned, she made a special trip to see Zhou Huaiyan, briefly explained her situation, and told him that she could not visit Zhou Keyuan for the time being.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Huaiyan happened to be in the capital on business, so she took advantage of the situation and hitched a ride on his private jet.
After Zhou Huaiyan left, Jin Qingyu became aggressive again: "Why didn't you tell me before you suddenly returned to the capital? If I hadn't come to pick you up, where did you plan to go with him?"
Should we take him to a hotel or...?
Before Jin Qingyu could finish speaking, Jiang Xingyao swung her bag at his face, her words dripping with sarcasm: "Having a fake certificate makes all the difference, huh? You're divorced on the surface, but that doesn't affect your status as Mr. Jin's legal husband. Jin Qingyu, is it fun to lie to me?"
Jin Qingyu caught the bag and took it from Jiang Xingyao's hand.
The words he was about to say were cut short by Jiang Xingyao's comment about a fake certificate. His eyes flashed with surprise and a hint of panic.
Ignoring his expression, Jiang Xingyao continued, "Do I need to notify you? Our great CEO Jin has already installed location tracking software on my phone, hasn't he?"
Jin Qingyu, sometimes I really wonder, do you see me as a pet, or something else entirely?
“I’m just worried about your safety,” Jin Qingyu said.
"So high and mighty," Jiang Xingyao said sarcastically. She didn't force her way back to the bag that Jin Qingyu was holding in his hand. Her gaze was fixed in one direction, as if she were waiting for someone.
Jin Qingyu seemed still immersed in the discovery of the fake document, and he didn't notice Jiang Xingyao's unusual behavior. He continued to explain, "Yaoyao, I just really didn't want a divorce. In that situation, I had no choice but to..."
"What a fine 'no other choice' statement," Jiang Xingyao thought. "His 'no other choice' statement completely disregards her feelings and dignity."
With a fake certificate, she was silently bound to his side. If it weren't for Madam Rongyue's concert, Jiang Xingyao wondered how long it would have taken for her to discover that the certificate was fake? Perhaps she would have waited until she had a new relationship and was about to get married, only to be suddenly told that her previous marriage had not actually ended?
Just thinking about this possibility made Jiang Xingyao feel an endless chill seep into her bones.
Jiang Xingyao remained silent for a long time, while Jin Qingyu was still trying to explain. Just then, a Maybach suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Xingyao, the window rolled down, and the old man's face was full of surprise: "Yaoyao, you're back. Why didn't you tell Grandpa beforehand?"
"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and I'm sorry to have disturbed Grandpa," Jiang Xingyao said. Looking at the old man's happy face, Jiang Xingyao felt a little uneasy.
She knew that what she was about to do might hurt her grandfather again, but this time she had no other choice.
Jin Qingyu destroyed too much of her and took too much from her. This time, she must seize the olive branch offered by Madam Rongyue.
The entire industry tacitly agreed that she had offended Madam Rongyue. If she couldn't even seize this opportunity, she would have no chance to make a comeback in the domestic music scene.
The old man said, "You child, why are you being so polite with your grandpa? Have you been waiting long? Come on, get in the car. Grandpa already had Aunt Chen make your favorite meal. Let's go home."
Jiang Xingyao nodded, opened the door of the Maybach herself, and the car sped away, raising a cloud of dust, without waiting for Jin Qingyu at all.
Jin Qingyu was still clutching Jiang Xingyao's bag. Jiang Xingyao's overly calm attitude when facing the old man stirred up a storm in his heart, and he felt a strong sense of panic.
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