But...
"I want to make this decision myself."
Lin Xueming stopped in his tracks, looking at Lin Qingyue in astonishnt.
Lin Qingyue pursed her lips and repeated seriously, "Grandpa, Dad, I want to make this decision myself."
Lin Xueming’s fingers trembled with anger, "You’re really bewitched now, ignoring the family for an outsider!?"
Lin Qingyue’s uncle, watching from the side, couldn’t help but frown, "Qingyue, the family rarely interferes with you. Your grandpa and your dad truly care about you and are willing to support you in everything. You can’t just disregard their opinions."
But Lin Qingyue had her own perspective.
"Uncle, I still feel that there’s not only one path of separation for Wu Mu and ."
She was really bold, able to smile even at this mont, "Uncle, precisely because we are family, I know that even if I act willfully, it won’t affect your affection for , Grandpa,"
Lin Qingyue was truly bold, able to smile even at this mont,
knowing that precisely because we are family..."
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However, before reaching the hotel, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar face on the roadside.
Huh, what’s she doing here?
Wu Mu looked curiously at the figure standing at the entrance of a restaurant ahead.
It was Su ng, whom he had t long ago during the first phase of Star Agency.
She was standing beside a red Ferrari, looking angry as she spoke to soone inside the car.
Wu Mu couldn’t see the person in the Ferrari clearly, but it was evident that they were not an easy temperant either because after a few words, the person suddenly sped off, leaving Su ng behind.
Su ng was left standing there, frowning as she watched the car leave.
Wu Mu drove over with a smile, rolled down his window, and said amusedly, "Hello, Su ng, long ti no see."
Su ng turned her head to look at him, seemingly surprised.
This was only the second ti they t in person.
However, Su ng seed quite interested in his situation; Wu Mu often received feedback from her about his new songs on WeChat.
They didn’t chat much, just simple complints about his songs being pleasant to listen to.
Well, whether it’s a black fan or a white fan, at least they contributed to the viewership.
Wu Mu smiled and asked, "Did your driver run off? Want a ride?"
Su ng hesitated a bit, "Let tell my family first."
"Aunt Qing, you don’t need to co over. Mhm, my friend will give a ride back. Okay, I know."
After hanging up, Su ng opened the front passenger door of Wu Mu’s car and got in.
After clarifying her destination, Wu Mu curiously asked, "Aren’t you from Shen City? How co you’re here?"
Su ng shook her head, "I am from Shen City, but my family also has a house here in Beijing."
She paused, a rare smile appearing on her face, "We were just at the venue earlier, and my friends wanted to cover their ears during your first song."
Wu Mu laughed heartily, "That has nothing to do with , though. I sang just fine."
Wu Mu chatted leisurely with Su ng, soon dropping her off at a large courtyard in the Upper City District, not far from the Forbidden City.
Hmm, confird again, she’s another person of privilege.
Wu Mu was quite surprised; although Su ng’s deanor already suggested her family was quite wealthy,
he hadn’t expected them to be this wealthy.
Just this courtyard alone was probably at least
Unable to see the host for now, Yang Rongfa asked, "Many directors and company bosses from within the industry are here today. Would you like to introduce you to so?"
This would be an opportunity for any normal person in the industry.
It’s always good to know more people.
But... rembering the previous banquet experience, Yang Rongfa wisely decided to ask first.
Wu Mu shook his head, "No..."
However, halfway through shaking his head, his gaze swept past the main living room to a partially hidden small lounge where he noticed a figure, making him pause slightly.
"Director Lin is here too?" Wu Mu asked Yang Rongfa.
He was referring to Director Lin, of course, not Lin Qingyue, but her father Lin Xueming.
While Lin Qingyue would be back tonight, she had matters to attend to with her crew and wouldn’t appear here.
Besides, he had ntioned to Lin Qingyue while chatting in the morning that he would attend this event, and if she were coming as well, she wouldn’t have omitted ntioning it.
"Yes, Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang are also here." Yang Rongfa nodded.
Wu Mu thought for a mont; these two were directors in the sa league as Lin Xueming, top-tier figures in the circle.
However, he wasn’t keen on currying favor with these directors for resources, so he wasn’t particularly concerned about them.
But with Lin Xueming present, it wouldn’t be right not to go up and greet him.
"I’ll go say hello to Director Lin." He directly walked towards the small lounge.
"Director Lin and the others are there, are you going to greet them?" Yang Rongfa leaned over and whispered.
As he spoke, he pointed with his finger toward the small lounge adjacent to the main living room.
The small lounge seed to be a place for informal private etings, with a partition in the middle, obscuring the full view. It appeared smaller than this side.
So sofas were placed closer together, with several people sitting there chatting.
Director Lin?
Wu Mu’s mind quickly turned, instantly recognizing him as Lin Qingyue’s father, Lin Xueming.
While Lin Qingyue would return tonight, she still had to handle matters with her crew and wouldn’t appear here.
Besides, he’d told Lin Qingyue in the morning he was attending this event, and if she were also coming, she wouldn’t have failed to ntion it.
"I’ll go say hello." He nodded.
With Lin Xueming there, he certainly had to go greet him.
"The owners of Light Shadow dia and Yahua Film and Television, along with Directors Tang and Xie, are also here," Yang Rongfa whispered again.
Light Shadow dia, Yahua Film and Television?
Even without being deeply involved in the circle, Wu Mu knew these two companies. If Yang Rongfa’s company was considered middle-tier, then these two were the bona fide upper echelon.
Not only were they publicly traded companies, but they also consistently produced major films annually and had talent managent businesses, with many big-na celebrities under their wing.
No need to ntion these two.
As for Directors Tang and Xie?
If Yang Rongfa felt it necessary to ntion them, they certainly weren’t simple figures.
Wu Mu thought for a mont and imdiately realized who they were.
They were Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang.
Directors on the sa level as Lin Xueming.
All of them were veterans in the industry, with well-established careers, status, and fa.
Seems all the big shots are over there.
He and Yang Rongfa walked toward the small lounge.
Upon getting closer, they were able to see the situation in the small lounge more clearly.
Lin Xueming was indeed there, sitting on a central sofa, holding a wine glass while talking.
A lot of people sat around him, including two n who looked quite like company bosses, and several middle-aged n standing nearby, clearly managers of artists.
Director Tang Wei, trying to hide sothing under his peaked cotton hat but unable to conceal his bald head. Director Xie, nad Chunfang but towering over everyone present, with a stature belying his lofty na.
And then...
Wu Mu stopped in his tracks.
A woman, about forty years old, dressed in a black fitted suit, wearing a pearl necklace, elegantly and nobly chatting quietly with soone beside her.
Lin Qingyue’s mother is here too?
This was his first ti eting Lin Qingyue’s mother in person; in previous visits to Lin Qingyue’s ho, he hadn’t had the chance.
However, Lin Qingyue’s mother, Du Lan, was a forr legendary actress from the previous generation, and he’d seen photos of her, so he recognized her.
Wu Mu paused for a mont before continuing forward.
But after just a couple of steps, another familiar face appeared.
In the peripheral area of the small lounge, a man, around thirty, held a plate and straightened his back as if listening intently to Lin Xueming.
It was Geng Wei.
The original boss of Xiao Yi Company, who wanted to sign him, and when rejected, indignantly tried to ban him.
But Wu Mu was indifferent to this person, continuing forward without stopping.
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