Lu Jiayu started recording the program that afternoon and didn’t see the message from the bank until he returned to the hotel in the evening.
Six hundred thousand.
This number was too telling—it was clearly Sang Yu returning the money for the car.
Lu Jiayu was almost amused with anger.
Something he had given away was actually being returned to him one day.
What did this mean? Was she determined to break up with him?
Otherwise, why would she calculate everything so clearly?
Could they really break up?
The answer was no.
How many twenty-three years does a person have in life?
And how many five years?
Their lives had been intertwined since the day they were born.
In this lifetime, Sang Yu could only belong to Lu Jiayu!
Lu Jiayu wanted to call Sang Yu but suddenly remembered he had been blocked.
He tentatively dialed the number he knew by heart.
Still in the blacklist, not released yet.
Gritting his teeth, why was she being so stubborn this time?
He could only call Brother Wang and ask him to contact Sang Yu.
“Why do I have to contact your girlfriend for you? Did you two have a fight?” Brother Wang muttered softly.
At that moment, he happened to be coordinating work with Ye Fei’s manager.
Ye Fei was also there.
Hearing this, her hand, which had been scrolling through her phone, paused.
“Brother Wang, is Senior Lu still unable to contact his girlfriend?”
The word “still” was quite subtle.
“Huh?”
Because his artist disliked others interfering too much in his private life, and Sang Yu was also tactful, Brother Wang actually didn’t know much about their relationship.
At this point, he was even more unaware of their fight and breakup, so he was a bit slow to react.
Ye Fei bit her lip. “It seems Brother Wang doesn’t know much about Senior’s affairs. They had a fight yesterday, so Senior has been in a bad mood all day today.”
Brother Wang felt a bit awkward. “Jiayu doesn’t like others prying into his private matters.”
No wonder he had been scowling all day.
His interactions with Ye Fei on the program weren’t as natural as before either.
So the problem lay with Sang Yu.
Ye Fei looked conflicted. “There’s something I don’t know if I should say.”
Brother Wang: “…”
If you think you shouldn’t say it, then don’t.
Everyone in the entertainment industry was shrewd. No matter what he thought, Brother Wang still smiled and said, “We’re all so familiar with each other. Just say whatever you have to say.”
“Senior Lu’s girlfriend doesn’t seem to understand his work very well. Yesterday, she even ran away from home. When I met Senior Lu, he looked completely disheveled and wasn’t even wearing shoes.”
Brother Wang was shocked. No wonder Jiayu had bruises on his face today, clearly visible under the high-definition camera.
No matter how much he pressed, Jiayu refused to say why.
It seemed Sang Yu had caused those injuries.
Did Sang Yu even know how important a face was to a celebrity?!
Fortunately, they were recording a variety show these days, or else work would have to be postponed.
Brother Wang’s chest heaved violently.
He took back his praise of Sang Yu being tactful.
A smile flickered in Ye Fei’s eyes. It was difficult for an ordinary person to date a celebrity.
Dating a film emperor was even more challenging.
Unless this ordinary person came from a powerful family background.
Clearly, Sang Yu did not.
She was just a small teacher, not even in the same social class as people in their circle.
As long as Brother Wang knew Sang Yu might hinder Senior’s career, he would naturally go and cause trouble for her.
“Brother Wang, I think you should find an opportunity to have a good talk with Senior’s girlfriend. Since she can’t help him in his career, she should at least accommodate him in daily life.”
“Don’t hit the face when fighting. If she had been a bit more ruthless, Senior’s face might have been ruined.”
An actor’s appearance largely determines the roles they can play.
If Lu Jiayu’s face were disfigured, what kind of roles could he still take on?
Brother Wang’s smile faded. “I’ll call her right now.”
With that, he found Sang Yu’s number and dialed.
“The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please try again later.”
Brother Wang’s expression turned subtle—this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Suddenly, he couldn’t quite figure it out. Was “cannot be reached” meant literally?
Or had he been blocked?
“Brother Wang, even you can’t reach Senior’s girlfriend?”
Brother Wang rubbed his nose. “Cannot be reached—maybe her signal is poor.”
Ye Fei felt a surge of joy. It seemed this time, the conflict between Senior and his girlfriend wasn’t just a simple quarrel.
Her opportunity had truly arrived.
A man as good as Lu Jiayu—since Sang Yu didn’t cherish him, she couldn’t blame others for stepping in.
“Brother Wang, could it be that you’ve been blocked? Why not try using my phone?”
Brother Wang waved his hands repeatedly. “No need, no need. Since it’s a matter of feelings, let Jiayu handle it himself.”
“Senior must have been blocked too, which is why he asked you to help contact his girlfriend. How about this—I was just about to go find Senior to rehearse the script anyway. I can help him get in touch while I’m there.”
“His girlfriend doesn’t know my number, so she’ll probably answer.”
There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with that logic.
And they did indeed have scripts for the variety show they were recording.
The hotel was occupied entirely by the production crew, so paparazzi couldn’t get in.
Brother Wang waved his hand dismissively. “Go ahead and find him. I still have some work to wrap up here, so I won’t go with you.”
Ye Fei’s manager, Sister Liu, smiled. “Feifei, you better seize this opportunity. Chances to rehearse scripts with Film Emperor Lu don’t come often.”
Her words carried a hidden meaning.
Heaven knew, earth knew.
Sister Liu knew, and Ye Fei knew.
Ye Fei liked Lu Jiayu.
And Sister Liu wanted to reap the benefits of a powerful union between a film emperor and a film queen.
In a way, they were heading toward the same goal by different paths.