Kang Lele expressed her apology, but her expression remained somewhat aloof.
Xie Yun'an had already shown his weakness, choosing to bow down to them for a role, so now he deserves to suffer the consequences.
As expected, Xie Yun'an wasn't angry. He just remained silent for a while before asking, "Then tell me, what do you need me to do?"
"What we need you to do is very simple. Tomorrow, clarify that we're looking for you purely out of brotherhood, and we have no intention of using you for any charade. Tomorrow we'll be doing something together, so act friendly with us. Just repeat how we got along two years ago. As long as you don't tarnish our reputation, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits."
Kang Lele's tone carried a hint of seduction.
Xie Yun'an lowered his head, his voice dry: "Two years ago, I considered you all true brothers, but you stabbed me in the back. Lele, you clearly told me that it was script rehearsal, that you wanted to play that role, so I rehearsed that play with you, but now I've become like this..."
At this point, he couldn't continue, his voice becoming even hoarse: "I can't pretend to be your brother anymore..."
Kang Lele was a little unhappy: "Brother, this is all old news. Actually, we were forced into it. We're just trainees. If my manager hadn't told me to do it that way, how could I have gone after you? You have to be understanding. It's not easy for anyone. You're back to a normal life now, can't you help us out?"
The other two chimed in, "Yes, it's tough for us; it's all arranged by the company."
Xie Yun'an seemed genuinely heartbroken; under the cover of night, he actually reached out and wiped the corner of his eye, presumably to wipe away tears.
Seeing him cry, the group exchanged glances, their contempt for him growing even stronger.
This guy is really going backwards as he gets older. He used to be so arrogant, but two years of being sidelined have worn down his edges. Doesn't he know that the more he cries, the less people take him seriously?
They concealed their disdain well, their faces showing worry.
Xie Yun'an's voice grew even lower and more sorrowful: "Lele, I truly consider you my younger brother. I've told you before, I really want a brother. Even my account and password are only known to you. You know very well that I would never discuss those things with anyone else."
"Can't you at least let me die knowing why? For the past few years, I've been wondering who posted those things on my behalf. Even my manager didn't know my account password... So, was it you?"
Kang Lele's expression turned very ugly. He didn't want to talk about what happened two years ago, but Xie Yun'an insisted on bringing it up again and again.
Fortunately, the other two members were not outsiders. The three of them had done a lot of bad things in the past two years, and each of them had something on each other. The recording equipment had also been damaged, so he had nothing to fear.
He scratched his head, a little annoyed, and said, "Do you really have to ask this question?"
Xie Yun'an was very stubborn: "I really want to know."
"Fine, I'll tell you. It was your manager who asked me for your account and password. How was I supposed to know he wanted to harm you? Everyone knows you're the highest earner in the group. Even I was shocked later. There must be someone behind all that. We're just ordinary people; we can't fight them. You just have to accept your fate."
He was only twenty years old, but his speech carried the slickness of a thirty-year-old.
The other two looked displeased: "Alright, now you know, right? Now hurry up and go over tomorrow's schedule with us, and don't give anything away. We're not like you; we still have to work hard in the entertainment industry."
Xie Yun'an suddenly raised his head. His eyes were not red at all, let alone crying.
He suddenly smirked at them: "Yeah, you guys are working hard in the entertainment industry while I'm suffering outside. Why should I?"
A bad feeling suddenly welled up in the hearts of the three of them!
At this moment, Jiang Tian slowly walked out from a blind spot.
With a relaxed smile on her face, she waved her phone at the three people: "I'm sorry, I recorded your conversation just now. I don't know what happened to my hand, but I accidentally posted it online."
"Why don't you stop going over the process for now and go back and think about whether it's better to go back to your hometown to farm or work in the city after leaving the entertainment industry."
"My suggestion is that the team leader should play it safe and go home to farm, while the other two can take the risk and deliver takeout."
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