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"Well, I've already made an appointment with a lawyer. They will come over in a week. I won't ask for the house or any money. You earned all of that. I'll move out in the next couple of days."
"You must be crazy," Jiang Ya said, tilting her head back and taking a sip of her drink.
He Chunli shook her head and said, "I've thought it through, I really don't like this kind of life."
"Fine! If you want to leave, then leave. I don't need to consider anything either." Jiang Ya poured another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
He looked at the table of food, then glanced at He Chunli, and just as he raised his chopsticks, he threw them down and went straight back to his room to sleep. For some reason, even though he no longer liked this woman, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
When Jiang Ya woke up, there was no sign of He Chunli in the house, only a farewell letter on the table.
Jiang Ya glanced at the letter, felt annoyed, and threw it in the trash. He went outside and felt particularly irritable, so he immediately called Song Qing to arrange to meet for drinks that evening.
When he arrived at the set, Jiang Ya saw Song Qing and Director chatting and laughing by the pool. He cursed Song Qing in his heart, then angrily kicked over a nearby trash can. Startled, a female assistant carrying a pile of documents tried to avoid the trash can and accidentally fell to the ground, scattering the files everywhere.
Jiang Ya glanced disdainfully, kicked the papers on the ground, and was about to leave when she caught sight of Song Qing's ID photo, but the name written on it was a different, unfamiliar name: Liang Ying.
Is this the stage name she uses? Jiang Ya bent down to pick up the actor's background information, scanned it, and discovered that her father was actually that geezer Liang.
The world is so damn small! Jiang Ya sneered at the data.
"Sorry, Brother Ya, I need to take it over for archiving," the assistant had already gotten up by now.
Jiang Ya looked at the documents thoughtfully, smiled, and tossed the documents over, saying, "Let's go."
After the assistant left, Jiang Ya rubbed his chin and looked at Song Qing next to Director, sneering and saying, " geezer Liang, oh geezer Liang, I never thought you were so ugly, yet your daughter is so beautiful. I never would have guessed she was your daughter. But this makes it even more fun. Last time you hit me on my scar, it's still there. You sat in jail for a few days and then got released. That's too easy for you. If I were to sleep with your daughter, how would you feel?"
In the hotel, Jiang Ya is wearing a robe, sitting lazily in a chair smoking a cigarette. He looks out the window at the brilliant night view, clicks his tongue, then turns to look at Song Qing on the bed. She is still wrapped in a blanket, with her two white legs exposed.
Jiang Ya picked up the phone next to her, opened the album, and saw all the indecent photos of Song Qing. She swiped through them one by one, imagining what expression geezer Liang would have if he saw them.
"What are you doing?" Song Qing asked from behind, getting out of bed.
Jiang Ya Immediately turned off the phone and flicked the ash: "Just having a smoke."
Song Qing Started putting on clothes: "I'm so hungry, let's go out for something to eat later."
"Let's go, I know a great place called Rooftop Steak."
Song Qing followed Jiang Ya's car to a 20-story Sky Terrace Restaurant. The entire rooftop was decorated with a strong Western style. Looking down, there were dazzling lights, and looking up, there was a sky full of stars.
"You do understand romance quite well," Song Qing teased.
"That's only meaningful when there's a beauty to appreciate it," he replied.
Two people chose seats in a corner of the rooftop, and Jiang Ya first ordered a bottle of red wine. As he poured the wine, he felt the cool breeze on the rooftop and said, "By the way, where is your family? You've never mentioned anything about your family."
"My family? Are you trying to meet my parents?" Song Qing laughed.
"It's not impossible. Maybe I even know your family."
"Stop talking nonsense and just drink your drink!"
Jiang Ya sighed, took a few sips, then suddenly got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"It's not Kidney deficiency, is it?" Song Qing chuckled and started pouring himself a drink.
The red wine had just been poured halfway when suddenly there was a loud shout from behind: "Someone is jumping off the building!!"
Song Qing was stunned, turned around and saw that there were about ten people gathered at the edge of the rooftop, all leaning over to look downstairs, shouting for help and calling the police.
Jumping off the building? Song Qing furrowed his brow in confusion, got up and pushed through the crowd to take a look. He saw a person stuck at the 18th floor by the electrical wires and air conditioning unit. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the person was Jiang Ya, who was motionless.
At this time, the shop owner hurriedly led the security guards from several buildings to the 18th floor and used a rope to pull the person back. Fortunately, Jiang Ya was not in critical condition. After being taken to the hospital, he woke up the next day.
He was lying in the hospital bed with an IV drip, feeling very uncomfortable with the strong smell of disinfectant around him. He asked the person sitting next to him, Song Qing, "Can you ask when I can be discharged?"
Song Qing looked at him and said, "How did you fall down?"
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