Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Alright, I was wrong. I think we really should thank Mr. Yi.”
Ye Chuen paused for a mont, then gave Luosang a aningful glance and continued, “Junting reminded . It was indeed a little dangerous yesterday. After all, it was cold, and the planks were heavy. When Sangsang fell into the water, Mr. Yi jumped in without thinking. He looked so worried back then—even more nervous than earlier when his girlfriend fell into the water. Maybe he has caught a cold or even had a fever too...”
Hearing her, Luosang paused briefly.
Nian Junting gave an icy cold smile, then said, “Chuen, I heard that you’ve signed a contract with Mr. Shen’s record company, that you’re going to beco a singer. I think you need to go back to school and continue practicing your voice. You’re just not good enough yet. I’ll tell Mr. Shen to postpone your album.”
Ye Chuen froze when hearing his words. Kang Ying took a deep breath, then said through clenched teeth, “Junting, don’t go too far. Chuen never offended you.”
“Aunty, why do you say that? I’m doing it for her own good. She’s really not good enough. I’m afraid that if she becos a singer, people will think that anyone who can sing a few songs can beco a singer. I think that might bring a negative influence to so underage people. I believe that if you want to beco a public figure, you need to be capable enough.”
After saying that, Nian Junting sat down and continued blandly, “Aunty, you can leave now. Luo has a concussion. She needs to rest.”
“Alright, you’re the successor of Zhong Zhou; you’re in a higher place than the others, so you always win. But Junting, I’m telling you, your grandma is still alive, so you shouldn’t push us too far,” Kang Ying said tremblingly, then left with Ye Chuen.
Tang Ning looked around. Once opening her mouth, she saw Nian Junting’s awfully cold eyes. So, the words that escaped her mouth beca, “Then... Sangsang, since you’re getting out of the hospital today, I’ll leave now; I’ll talk to you later at the dorm.”
After she finished talking, she left imdiately.
Luosang was a little ashad. Tang Ning loved to make friends with rich people, but even she was scared away. How scary was Nian Junting just now?
“Sangsang, Mr. Nian, my apologies. I wasn’t going to tell them your room number. Tang Ning just wouldn’t give up asking that last night, so I told her. But I didn’t know that she told Chuen,” Yan Su explained.
“It’s alright,” Luosang said, then turned to Nian Junting. “You were so unfriendly just now. If Mrs. Ye told your grandma about that, your grandma would bla instead of you.”
“Do I need to be afraid of Ye Family? They’re just relying on my grandfather to survive,” said Nian Junting with a dark face. “Besides, don’t you suspect Ye Chuen?”
Luosang rubbed her forehead. Of course, she suspected Ye Chuen. If it wasn’t for Ye Chuen’s grandma, Luosang would have asked her directly just now.
“I don’t have any proof...” she said.
“You’re from the music departnt too, aren’t you?” Nian Junting raised his eyebrows and turned to Yan Su.
Yan Su nodded bewilderedly.
“Great. You’re in the sa departnt, and you’re roommates. You can also get signed by Star Music and Culture. You can release your album before her and beco popular. She’s so proud; she’ll feel pain.”
“I’ll tell Lu Kang to talk to Mr. Shen. He has to make you a star.” While speaking, Nian Junting took out his phone.
Yan Su didn’t know what to say.
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