Chapter 69 part 1
Tang Yue hadn’t expected to see Jiang Kaicheng in the parking lot of Tang Mian’s school.
Jiang Kaicheng glanced at Tang Yue, who was closing the car door.
Recently, news about this young man had been overwhelming. Even though Jiang Kaicheng didn’t pay much attention to the entertainment industry, he still had the habit of reading newspapers.
Although print media was declining, there were still dedicated sections given to entertainment.
Concerts, endorsements, new albums, etc.
Tang Yue’s resources were terrifyingly good. It was a richness that Chengkong Media, which had thoroughly broken away from the Jiang family, couldn’t provide alone. Behind it was the hand of Tang Yue’s half-sister, Liang Yi.
If previously the Kunyu Consortium only occupied half of the relevant industries, the latest news forced insiders to marvel at this woman’s ambition.
The growth rate in half a year… every collaboration became an invisible signboard for the enterprise called Kunyu.
With Liang Yi and Jiang He uniting to support Jiang Shulu’s person, Tang Yue’s future path was bound to be smooth.
Moreover, Tang Yue’s skills weren’t bad.
Countless fans left messages for the studio, hoping Tang Yue would appear on some music variety shows to make up for how much everyone had missed him over the past five years.
For ordinary stars, as their fame grew, black material would increase day by day. Truth and falsehood mixed together; if not clarified in time, it would inevitably damage their foundation.
The strange thing about Tang Yue was that no matter how deep people dug or reviewed past interviews, they couldn’t dredge up a single negative piece of news that left a bad impression.
Instead, the more they looked, the more they felt this person was fun, and not as high-cold as he appeared on the surface.
The distant star had fallen into someone’s palm.
Warmth kept the star from being lonely anymore. The Tang Yue from Planet 9787 never imagined he would have such a day.
Tang Yue: “Hello.”
Tang Yue: “I have nothing to say to you.”
Jiang Kaicheng hadn’t come alone.
His assistant stood to the side. Tang Yue glanced over and could see the document header the assistant deliberately revealed.
Paternity Test.
Tang Yue had mentioned to Jiang Shulu a few times that he could take Tang Mian for a paternity test with him.
But the man didn’t care much. When Liang Yi deliberately said at dinner to let Tang Mian stay with Tang Yue forever, Jiang Shulu didn’t object.
He didn’t care about the surname, nor did he care about worldly rights based on being a biological father.
Jiang Shulu felt it was a bit absurd. He was born by Zhou Maiyin but forcibly taken away by the Jiang family.
The one who suffered to give birth to him and raise him was that woman. Even those hardships were erased, and in the end, she died from failed resuscitation, turning into a handful of ashes.
When the group of them ate together—five people, three illegitimate children.
Jiang Xiujun said it was truly magical, then loudly praised his wife for being amazing, able to completely scatter the scumbag father’s ashes.
The cartoonist brother-in-law liked thorny roses. His appreciation and infatuation with Liang Yi were unconcealed; clearly, he was subtly implying that Jiang Shulu wasn’t as ruthless as Liang Yi.
At this moment, Tang Yue looked away, thinking, Is this the legendary wealthy family snatching the child plot?
Surprisingly, he wasn’t nervous at all. Probably because Jiang Shulu gave him too strong a sense of security, or perhaps because Jiang Kaicheng looked truly desperate. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to block him in a place where other parents were present.
Jiang Kaicheng: “Don’t be in a hurry to leave. Look at this.”
The assistant handed the document to Tang Yue. Jiang Kaicheng: “Tang Mian was born by you overseas, right?”
He seemed to have completed all the investigations, his eyes fixing on Tang Yue. “If I had known this earlier, why would I have rushed Shulu?”
The man’s temples were graying, but he had maintained his figure well.
Jiang Kaicheng and Jiang He were brothers, the eldest and the youngest with a large age gap, but their temperaments were worlds apart.
Jiang He, with his gloomy temperament, actually gave Tang Yue a feeling of being easy to get close to.
Jiang Kaicheng, who always wore a smile, made people uncomfortable.
There were parents driving by, and some hurrying past with children, all subconsciously glancing this way.
This scene didn’t look normal no matter how you looked at it.
Tang Yue’s outfit was comfortable style. People from boy bands generally had good height and figures. Tang Yue, who used to dislike facing strangers, had ultimately matured a lot.
He didn’t show the panic of being exposed in public that Jiang Kaicheng predicted. He just nodded. “Brother Shulu is no longer part of the Jiang family. Does this have anything to do with you?”
Jiang Kaicheng: “I am ultimately his father, and Tang Mian’s grandfather.”
When Tang Yue didn’t smile, he looked a bit aloof. Many fans, even knowing his nature was soft and cute, didn’t quite dare to give him flowers if they saw an unsmiling Tang Yue at the airport.
Tang Yue: “You don’t deserve to be a father.”
He looked at the paternity test, wondering if Brother Shulu gave it on purpose. The news about male pregnancy recently was a bit too widespread.
The people around who heard didn’t seem very surprised.
Jiang Kaicheng didn’t expect the timid youth described in the files to be completely unflinching. He could only put on a gentler attitude, almost pleading, “Can you let Shulu return to the Jiang family for a visit?”
“His grandfather is failing.”
Tang Yue: “No. He is mine now.”
He refused very crisply. Words like “[Mine]” didn’t seem to border on cheesy; they were so candid that passing parents were somewhat moved.
It seemed love was just that certain.
Jiang Kaicheng got a bit angry. Just as the people around him were about to step forward, a car drove over from the distance.
The door opened. Tang Yue was a bit surprised. “Mr. Jiang.”
Jiang He: “You should have just left.”
Even though Liu Xichao constantly called Jiang He an old man, standing together, anyone could see the real old man was Jiang Kaicheng.
Tang Yue: “I was afraid he’d take Xiao Mie away.”
Jiang He: “Aren’t you afraid he’d take you away too?”
Tang Yue: “Did Brother Shulu ask you to come?”
Jiang He nodded. He greeted Jiang Kaicheng.
As soon as he spoke, the other man shouted abuse: “Jiang He, are you very proud now? Father is dying and you won’t even go see him?”
Rumors outside said the Jiang family couldn’t withstand public opinion, but in reality, too much had been hollowed out.
Even if Jiang Shulu didn’t take the core when he left, these years were enough for him to accumulate capital. Every step was a carefully planned withdrawal.
Jiang He: “If you’re not accompanying him, what are you doing here?”
Netizens had complained before that the Jiang family’s internal structure was too feudal. Jiang Kaicheng himself gave Tang Yue that feeling too.
Proposing to let an illegitimate child replace the legitimate one, not caring about the feelings of the two mothers at all, polishing betrayal to sound dignified, and dangling the benefits of inheritance to keep Mrs. Jiang, Zhu Qiong, on the hook.
Now that he had lost everything, Jiang Kaicheng stared at Jiang He with hatred in his eyes.
Jiang Kaicheng still suspected this secret was something Jiang He coaxed out of Jiang Shulu. To this day, he hadn’t realized how many people he had hurt.
Jiang Kaicheng: “Are you satisfied holding onto an entertainment company?”
Jiang Kaicheng: “True, you never had any ambition. You deserved to be betrayed, and now you’re being manipulated by a youngster.”
Tang Yue didn’t speak. He looked at the message he sent to Jiang Shulu.
Finally, it was Jiang Shulu’s sentence—
You just stay well at Chengkong. I’ll pick up Xiao Mie, or let Xiujun pick him up.
To the side, the two middle-aged brothers were still arguing.
It wasn’t Jiang Kaicheng being hysterical while Jiang He remained indifferent; Jiang He still looked as if he had a frail fragility.
It was just that his smile wasn’t very kind. He and Jiang Kaicheng didn’t look like eldest and youngest brothers at all; they looked like enemies.
Jiang He: “Thanks to you, my leg isn’t crippled yet.”
He smiled. “And I’m not fated to be alone as Father said. Zhong Qi and I only had an agreement back then. Father offered more, so it was normal for him to leave.”
“But someone still wants me.”
“On the contrary, Big Brother, what have you gained?”
“I said long ago, sins have to be paid for. Do you really have a clear conscience?”
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