Ye Fei couldn’t persuade Lu Jiayu, so she could only send a WeChat message to Sister Liu while he was packing his luggage.
Soon, Brother Wang and the others arrived.
“Jiayu, this show will wrap up filming in at most five days. Just hold on for now. I’ll clear your schedule afterward so you can spend time with Sang Yu properly.”
Brother Wang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
What could he do with this stubborn star?
He wanted to call Sang Yu—she was the only one who could calm him down whenever Jiayu got stubborn.
But then he remembered he had already been blocked.
Was this what they called “when gods fight, the little devils suffer”?
Brother Wang felt utterly miserable.
He had worked so hard to nurture a film emperor, and his own status had risen along with it.
Who would have thought this star would be so careless about his reputation?
If he kept causing trouble like this a few more times, his image would collapse.
He knew all too well how difficult it was for artists with a tarnished image.
When that happened, even if the heavens intervened, the netizens wouldn’t buy it.
“Jiayu, I know you’re worried about Sang Yu. I’ll have someone bring her to see you right now.”
Lu Jiayu’s expression turned cold and stern. “What right do you have to force her to come?”
“I’ve said it before—no one is allowed to touch my people.”
Brother Wang broke out in a cold sweat. How could he have forgotten again? Sang Yu was this star’s Achilles’ heel.
Offending Lu Jiayu was one thing, but if he offended Sang Yu, he would definitely face Lu Jiayu’s fierce retaliation.
“What I meant was, we could send someone to persuade Sang Yu, appealing to her emotions and reasoning with her. If she knows you want to see her, she’ll surely soften and come.”
“Do you remember that time when you were filming abroad and couldn’t adjust to the climate? Sang Yu knew you weren’t feeling well and flew overseas to see you the very same day.”
Of course he remembered.
How could Lu Jiayu forget?
That time, Xiao Yu had given up a very important international academic project for him.
Otherwise, her resume would have been even more impressive.
She could sacrifice something important for him.
And so could he.
Brother Wang thought this would make Lu Jiayu obediently stay and wait for Sang Yu.
But instead, the man put on a mask, picked up his suitcase, and prepared to leave.
“Jiayu, tomorrow’s work has already been scheduled. If you leave now, what about the rest of the filming?”
“You can’t stand up the entire production crew.”
Lu Jiayu acted as if he hadn’t heard.
He soon left the hotel.
The things Sang Yu had said earlier were like a thorn in his heart.
How could he possibly do such things with another woman?
He had to go back and apologize to her. He wouldn’t collaborate with Ye Fei anymore.
Nor would he see her again.
In the end, Lu Jiayu never made it back.
Sang Yu saw the news about Lu Jiayu on the headlines—he had been in a car accident.
Fortunately, it wasn’t life-threatening,
but he had broken one of his legs.
Any minor movement from a popular film emperor could be sensationalized by the media, let alone something as major as a car accident.
Various media outlets rushed to report the news, making it impossible for Sang Yu to avoid even if she wanted to.
Shen Yiqiu cautiously observed Sang Yu’s expression.
“Just say what you want to say.” After being secretly observed for so long, Sang Yu couldn’t stay calm any longer.
“Ahem.” Shen Yiqiu cleared her throat. “What are your thoughts on this matter?”
Sang Yu looked bewildered. “What thoughts should I have?”
Shen Yiqiu didn’t know whether to praise her for being able to let go or criticize her for being heartless.
“Lu Jiayu bullied you so much before. Now that he’s in a car accident and broke his leg, don’t you feel vindicated?”
“Or… do you feel sorry for him?”
After so many years of affection, Shen Yiqiu felt it wasn’t something one could simply let go of.
She allowed Xiao Yu to feel heartache for Lu Jiayu one last time.
But after the heartache, one still had to move forward.
As the saying goes, infidelity only happens zero times or countless times.
Emotional infidelity is still infidelity.
Just as despicable as physical infidelity.
Therefore, Shen Yiqiu firmly opposed her best friend getting back together with Lu Jiayu.
Sang Yu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I haven’t thought that far. People and things from the past should stay in the past. Taking them out to reminisce from time to time only hurts both yourself and others—there’s no other outcome.”
Shen Yiqiu, who had been single her whole life, didn’t have such profound realizations.
“Your level of enlightenment is something I could never catch up to, even if I tried.”
Sang Yu teased her, “The surgical master’s partner is the scalpel. Why would you need to experience the love and hate of us ordinary mortals?”
Taking one last look at her phone,
Sang Yu decisively turned it off.