Chapter 37: Yes, I’m Divorced. Yes, I’m Preparing to Make a Comeback
Jiang Su had also drunk quite a lot of alcohol, and he was a little dizzy.
He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but he didn’t see Lin Siyue’s figure again.
Did he see wrong?
The driver’s voice came from the front: “Sir, please sit tight, I’m driving.”
“Okay.” Jiang Su withdrew his gaze.
He must have seen wrong.
After the car drove away, Lin Siyue came out from the shadows.
He didn’t expect that he just came out for a business engagement, and he could actually coincidentally run into Jiang Su.
He remembered that he had once inadvertently asked Huo Qingyan why he chose Jiang Su.
What did Huo Qingyan say at the time?
Oh, Huo Qingyan said it was because he was easy to get along with.
This Jiang Su, who was drunk late at night, didn’t seem easy to get along with at all.
A calculating smile appeared in Lin Siyue’s eyes, and he anonymously sent the photo he had just taken of Jiang Su being helped out by the waiter to several marketing accounts.
…
Jiang Su slept until he woke up naturally.
He groggily went to the kitchen to get some water.
He poured a glass of water, leaned against the counter, and played with his phone while drinking.
He opened Weibo and found that the number of private messages today was outrageous.
Ever since he was on the hot search because of the previous banquet incident, the CP fans of Lin Siyue and Huo Qingyan had not stopped cursing him.
Every day, different people would send him private messages cursing him.
But today was particularly many.
Jiang Su pondered for a moment, opened the hot search list, and sure enough, he saw a topic related to himself:
#JiangSuDrinksAloneLateAtNight#
Wow, these reporters are really paying close attention to him.
They would send him to the hot search at any time.
Jiang Su went back to the private message list to take a look.
The words cursing him were also nothing new, nothing more than the previous “Don’t try to make a comeback,” “Don’t try to interfere with our scholar couple,” and so on.
But one private message stood out among all the private messages:
[Susu, many people in our group say that you went drinking because you were scolded by Lin and Huo’s CP fans, but I don’t think so, the little Jiangzai who really know you know that you are a person with a very strong heart, those unreasonable curses will not affect you.
Even if you really went drinking, it must be because something bad happened, but I still hope that you will be safe and sound.
Even if you don’t make a comeback, it doesn’t matter, I just hope you’re happy, Susu’s smile is the most beautiful and healing, I actually had mild depression before, but later your smile healed me, smile more often oh.]
The person who sent the private message had the ID “JiangSu’s LittleJiangzai”.
Little Jiangzai was the name of Jiang Su’s fans.
This private message contained many words, and Jiang Su read it slowly and carefully.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that his eyes were already wet.
When “Yesterday’s Funeral” was first released, it gained him many fans.
But at that time, he was too young to understand what he meant to his fans, and he hadn’t yet understood the significance of his fans to him.
When he resolutely quit the entertainment industry, he even felt proud of his courage.
Two years later, he finally understood what the relationship between a star and their fans was.
They were distant yet intimate friends.
Although separated by distance, although they had never met, they supported each other and relied on each other.
Jiang Su felt guilty.
When he quit the entertainment industry, the Little Jiangzai must have been very sad.
They understood him, respected him, and loved him from afar.
He should do something for himself and for them.
Jiang Su put down his water cup, returned to his homepage, and posted a Weibo update.
Jiang Su V:
Yes, I’m divorced.
Yes, I’m preparing to make a comeback.
…
Jiang Su had been frequently on the hot search recently, and he had a certain amount of popularity.
This was his first Weibo update in two years, and he directly responded to everyone’s recent guesses, so the marketing accounts naturally couldn’t miss this opportunity to gain popularity.
As soon as his Weibo update was released, major marketing accounts reposted it.
Soon, Jiang Su was on the hot search again:
#JiangSuIsDivorced#
#JiangSuIsMakingAComeback#
The comments under his Weibo update were even more varied.
[Is the entertainment industry your home? You can come and go as you please!]
[I’ve always said that he went to provoke Huo Qingyan to prepare for his comeback.]
[The Weibo update announcing his retirement two years ago is still there? Doesn’t your face hurt?]
[Is this real!!]
[My birthday wish came true!]
[Little Jiangzai gather! It’s time to work!]
[Coming, coming, Little Jiangzai are here, Susu’s ranking must be high!!]
[Heh, come out to make money again.]
Jiang Su had seen many sarcastic comments recently, and he could treat those unfriendly comments calmly.
What he didn’t expect was that he still had many fans.
Jiang Ying, as the boss of an entertainment company, always pays attention to the trends in the industry. After knowing about Jiang Su’s Weibo update announcing his divorce and comeback, she immediately called Jiang Su.
“Little Seven, such a big matter, why didn’t you discuss it with me? I could have made arrangements for you in advance. Look, the internet is full of people scolding you…”
“It’s okay, Second Sister, I deserve to be scolded.”
Jiang Ying couldn’t do anything about him; this younger brother of hers was just too honest. He seemed very easy-going and easy to talk to, but he was actually very stubborn. Once he decided on something, even a rocket couldn’t pull him back.
Jiang Ying asked him, “What are your plans next?”
“Go find Da Xu.” Da Xu was Jiang Su’s former agent.
Jiang Ying was silent for a moment: “Didn’t Xu Mochun say he went back to his hometown to take over his father’s farm? Otherwise, I’ll arrange a new one for you?”
“No need, Da Xu is fine.”
“Okay then.”
Xu Mochun’s hometown was located in a small town in southwest China. There weren’t many flights from Qingyang, only two flights in the morning.
Jiang Su booked a flight to Xu Mochun’s hometown for the next morning and went to pack his luggage.
As soon as he opened his suitcase, Jiang Su’s phone rang.
Jiang Su thought it was Jiang Lichuan calling, and without even looking, he picked it up: “I’m busy packing, I’ll talk to you later.”
However, a familiar low voice came from the other end of the phone: “When are you coming back to get your things?”
Jiang Su paused, brought the phone to his face to take a look, and only then realized that it was Huo Qingyan calling.
Jiang Su replied: “No need, just throw them away.”
In the past two years of living with Huo Qingyan, all the daily necessities were bought according to Huo Qingyan’s preferences.
There was no need to take them back.
There was silence on the other end for a moment, and Huo Qingyan’s somewhat suppressed voice sounded again: “Did you want me to throw away the trophy too?”
Jiang Su just remembered that his Best Newcomer Award trophy was still at Huo Qingyan’s house.
“I’ve changed the door code, I’m home now, come and get it.” Huo Qingyan seemed to have predicted that he would go back to get the trophy, and hung up the phone after speaking.
He could leave other things behind, but he had to get the trophy.
Jiang Su changed his clothes, took his car keys, and went out to drive to Huo Qingyan’s house.