Chapter 92: Xu Jiangcuo, it’s better for us not to see each other again
At eight o'clock in the morning, Song Lehan received a call from Jiang Yue.
"Break up?" He asked impatiently as soon as the call was connected.
Song Lehan said "hmm" softly without saying anything more.
"I've pushed this drama for you. Pack up your things and come back to Kyoto with me." Jiang Yue's tone was light and he sounded very happy.
Song Lehan: "Yeah."
"I've already had someone handle the trending searches online. Don't worry too much. I'll have a public relations representative handle it later."
"Also, I'll have someone whitewash your character. Once the storm is over, there will be an S-rated drama for you. I've enrolled you in a class. You can take it soon and work on your acting skills."
Jiang Yue arranged Song Lehan's future path clearly without even asking her whether she was willing or not.
He was clearly capable of doing these things when she first debuted.
But...
Song Lehan didn't want to say anything anymore, so he lowered his head and responded softly.
"Have you... eaten?" Jiang Yue asked again.
Song Lehan didn't answer but asked, "When are you leaving?"
Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Look at your time, it's around eleven o'clock."
"I understand. If there's nothing else, just hang up."
"Wait—" Jiang Yue stopped her and said hesitantly, "You...be good. I won't force you to do anything you don't like."
Song Lehan found it ridiculous, "Jiang Yue, you are already asking me to do something I don't want to do."
She didn't want to enter the entertainment industry, didn't want to be controlled and threatened by Jiang Yue, and didn't want to be separated from Xu Jiangcuo.
Every single one of these things was something she didn't want to do and didn't like.
"LeLe..."
Song Lehan interrupted him, "Stop talking, I'm tired."
After hanging up the phone, Song Lehan stood up and prepared to pack his luggage.
She put on her shoes and walked over to the sofa, where several clothing bags were scattered on the floor.
Those are the clothes I bought for Xu Jiangcuo, and they are still here.
He didn't take it away.
Nothing was taken away.
Song Lehan silently picked up the bags and threw them all into the trash can.
Since you have chosen to separate, do it cleanly.
Song Lehan threw everything away without hesitation, including Xu Jiangcuo's used towel, toothbrush, and quilt. After throwing everything away, she seemed to have used up all her strength and knelt on the ground helplessly.
"Xu Jiangcuo, it's best if we never see each other again."
She doesn't want to suffer emotionally anymore.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Lehan returned to Kyoto.
As soon as he got off the plane, Jiang Yue took him to Jiang's house.
"Go see your mother. You and your daughter haven't seen each other for a long time," he explained.
Song Lehan was like a puppet being manipulated by others, with no emotion in his eyes.
When the car arrived at the Jiang family's gate, Song Lehan offered to get out and said, "Let's just park here. It wouldn't be good if your mother saw us."
Jiang Yue didn't care, "What are you afraid of? She can't control me anyway."
Song Lehan stopped talking.
Sure enough, Jiang Yue's mother Lin Zhixiao was standing in the yard. When she saw Jiang Yue's car drive in, her face showed joy.
Jiang Yue got out of the car, and Lin Zhixiao quickly stepped forward, saying with a smile, "You still remember having a home, kid! Where have you been all these days?"
"I went to work, to do serious business."
Song Lehan got out of the car silently. When she saw the look Lin Zhixiao gave her, she forced a smile and said, "Hello, Auntie."
Lin Zhixiao's expression changed. He looked up at Song Lehan and asked sarcastically, "Whose family is this lady from? Why did she come to our Jiang family?"
Song Lehan didn't know what to say.
Jiang Yue at the side interrupted: "She is just a friend of mine, and she came here in my car."
After saying that, he waved towards Song Lehan and said, "Go home. I want to go home too."
Song Lehan smiled faintly and said goodbye to Lin Zhixiao politely: "Goodbye, Auntie."
"Okay, then I won't see you off." Lin Zhixiao forced a smile, and deep down he looked down on Song Lehan.
After Song Lehan left, she approached Jiang Yue and asked seriously, "Who is she?"
"No one."
Jiang Yue's nonchalant look made Lin Zhixiao even more anxious.
"I'm warning you! You can only marry Qingqing in this life! As for the rest, just play with flowers and plants, but never bring them back to me!"
Lin Zhixiao was not strictly disciplined by Jiang Yue, but he was very strict in selecting his marriage partner.
Their Jiang family has been glorious for generations, and they cannot let it decline because of Jiang Yue.
Then she would be sorry to her ancestors.
She couldn't count on Jiang Yue, so she could only let him marry a noble lady who was of equal status and presentable.
No one else should get involved!
Jiang Yue was a little annoyed when he heard this, "Stop talking, Qingqing doesn't even like me."
"What's there to be dissatisfied with? You should be nicer to her and show her some concern!" Lin Zhixiao was very disappointed. "Look at you, you spent all your money, and it was all wasted! You should at least get something back!"
Jiang Yue wrinkled his nose and walked forward irritably, "What can I take? What can I take?"
"You better find a way to make this a done deal!" Lin Zhixiao followed him, feeling a little anxious. "It's been years, and you've been following him around all the time. He's definitely not going to pay any attention to you!"
"Think of a way. There will always be a time when she isn't paying attention. If she gets pregnant then, you'll have the upper hand!"
Lin Zhixiao came up with a bad idea.
Jiang Yue scoffed, "Mom, your idea is illegal."
Lin Zhixiao gritted his teeth and punched him, "You kid, you just don't understand my painstaking efforts!"
"If I understood your painstaking efforts, I would have been in jail long ago. Maybe I would have been released now!" Jiang Yue walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, picked up an apple and started to eat it.
Lin Zhixiao said earnestly, "Then what do you say we should do? Among all these families, only Qingqing is worthy of you. She has a good family background, is beautiful, and her career is thriving. What a great daughter-in-law!"
"Can't others do it?" Jiang Yue asked back, Song Lehan's figure flashing through his mind. "There are so many girls who are good-looking and have successful careers. Can't others do it?"
Lin Zhixiao rolled his eyes at him. "How many people can be like Qingqing's family, with generations of officials? It doesn't matter what she is like; what matters is her family background."
After a while, Lin Zhixiao suddenly realized that something was wrong with Jiang Yue today.
"What's wrong with you today?" Lin Zhixiao guessed, "You're not in love with another girl, are you?"
In the past, when she urged Jiang Yue to catch up with Ye Shuqing as soon as possible, Jiang Yue would be perfunctory, but at least he would go along with what she said.
But something is wrong today.
He kept saying the opposite to her, as if to give her a shot of prevention.
"No, I'm just a little tired of chasing." Jiang Yue threw the apple core into the trash can, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, and his mind was empty.
Lin Zhixiao was worried, but seeing his son like this, he finally relaxed.
"Okay, if you can't catch up with Qingqing, then find someone who's also in business. Maybe we can cooperate."
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