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Jiang Wangshu was shocked.

She looked at Song Yian in disbelief and asked puzzledly: "Hasn't he been in the room all the time?"

Song Yian shook his head, "We also thought he was resting in his room, but when we called him just now, he didn't open the door. Tianlang kicked the door open impulsively, and we searched the whole room but couldn't find him."

Jiang Wangshu frowned and scratched her hair in annoyance, but she remained calm and turned to the computer, "I'll check the surveillance right away."

Just as she was checking the surveillance footage for Hua Tingjue's whereabouts, Ning Shuyu came running over in a panic. After entering the study, she pursed her lips in an indescribable manner, opened her mouth hesitantly, and spoke in a soft voice.

"No need to look for him, we found Brother Jue."

Jiang Wangshu and Song Yian turned around at the same time.

"Where is he?" Jiang Wangshu asked hurriedly.

Ning Shuyu pursed her lips, "Brother Jue... He announced to the media that he has retired from the entertainment industry."

Jiang Wangshu stood there stupidly as if struck by lightning. The wind around her ears blew up her hair. She even wondered if she had heard it wrongly.

"What did you say?"

Ning Shuyu told them the news he had just seen. After understanding the whole story, Jiang Wangshu rushed out without thinking.

Song Yian, Ning Shuyu and others also followed after him.

……

Jiang Wangshu rushed to a place that looked like a press conference with her bodyguards. She only needed to give a glance and the bodyguards would immediately and violently drive away the paparazzi.

When Hua Tingjue saw her, his pupils shrank, "Why are you here?!" On a snowy day with the temperature more than ten degrees below zero, he took off his coat without thinking, wrapped Jiang Wangshu tightly, and then protected her as she left.

After getting in the car, Jiang Wangshu pursed her lips tightly. The freezing frost and snow melted in the heat, wetting her brows that were like distant mountains. She was cold and aloof. She did not ask any questions, but just silently held the steering wheel and drove forward. The whole car was filled with a heavy atmosphere, which made people feel bored and uneasy.

When she got home, she stared at Hua Tingjue who was standing at the door.

"Why didn't you discuss this with us first?" she asked him.

But the moment she asked this question, she suddenly paused. Admittedly, Hua Tingjue had not asked her, but had she asked him if she had solved the problem herself?

When facing Hua Tingjue, she always seemed to be able to easily understand the meaning of the four words "put yourself in someone else's shoes", without any instruction.

So she took a deep breath and softened her tone: "You should have told us about this. How can you just use this to clarify such a big thing as quitting the circle?"

"Jiang Wangshu." He called her formally.

Jiang Wangshu was stunned.

Hua Tingjue looked at her seriously for a rare moment, "I should also take responsibility. This is my own fault. I can't always let you and the Hua family clean up the mess for me, right?" His tone was sour and bitter.

After saying that, he lowered his head and forced a smile to make himself look less miserable. But his pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, gray and lonely, and after a while he looked and looked and lost his mind in front of Jiang Wangshu.

Then he curled his lips and said self-deprecatingly: "I need to pay the price for my stupidity." This was the first time that Hua Tingjue said calmly that he was stupid, which was completely different from his previous self-deprecation.

"Can……"

Jiang Wangshu opened her mouth. She wanted to say something but couldn't utter it. She lowered her eyelids and remained silent.

Because she suddenly found that she didn't know what to say.

It was inevitable that Hua Tingjue would be deceived, it was just a matter of time. A person like him was suitable for living in a greenhouse, where the soil was suitable, the sun was abundant, and every breeze and every drop of water were planned.

But he escaped from his comfort and took the initiative to accept the baptism of sun and rain. But everything came too fast, like a violent storm, and it was hard to bear.

"I'm tired." Hua Tingjue turned around tiredly and walked upstairs.

Jiang Wangshu was furious, with nowhere to vent her anger. She raised her long legs and decisively chased after the tall and straight figure.

Before Hua Tingjue entered the room, Jiang Wangshu grabbed his sleeve and said, "Are you going to give up your dream just like that? Isn't this the opportunity you got by giving up your status and happiness?"

She was so angry that she kept scolding him: "Are you crazy? You have worked so hard for so long, and now you are going to give up because of this little setback?! Hua Tingjue, do you want to be a coward?" Her tone was filled with deep regret.

Hua Tingjue looked at her quietly, and after a while he asked her softly.

"how about you?"

"Jiang Wangshu, what about you? Are you not crazy?"

"You don't care about your company anymore? You're wasting your time here. What about your career and studies? You should work hard in the business world instead of playing house with me here!"

Jiang Wangshu's expression froze instantly, she lowered her eyes and remained silent. She had indeed stayed here for too long, and the listing of Tianhua could not be delayed.

But on second thought, these are two different things. When she was about to speak up to refute, Hua Tingjue predicted her behavior and interrupted her directly. He said to her softly: "Go back, I want to go back too."

The calmer he was, the more Jiang Wangshu wanted to go crazy. She stared at him fiercely, "Hua Tingjue! I don't need you to think about me. That's my own business, and you should think about your life!"

"This is not child's play!"

"I've made up my mind." Hua Tingjue answered her firmly.

Ning Shuyu and others who followed closely behind saw the two people parting unhappily as soon as they entered the room. One of them stood there in a daze, while the other went upstairs. They all sighed with serious expressions.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on? Why does it have to get to this point?" Zheng Tianlang kicked the door in annoyance and frustration.

Wen Yanlin pulled him back and said, "Tsk, calm down."

……

In the evening, Hua Tingjue, who was alone in the room, sat on the sofa. His phone kept buzzing. He reached out and touched it. It was his mentor and mentor, Professor Chris, calling.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally picked up the phone.

When the call was connected, Professor Chris was very emotional. The gentle and elegant gentleman turned into an irritable old man. "Jue, why did you give up? Have you forgotten that you said music is your lifelong dream?"

"I believe you can't lip-sync, and you don't need to care about what others say. Your ability is beyond doubt, please believe in yourself!"

Hearing Professor Chris' familiar voice, Hua Tingjue was deeply touched, and his firm thoughts were almost shaken, but he suppressed them again.

He first sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Professor Chris." Then he refused without any hesitation, "I have made up my mind. I don't think I am suitable to continue at the moment, no matter my condition or mindset."

His tone was resolute, and Professor Chris also heard it. He sighed deeply through the phone, and his expression seemed to have aged ten years.

After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"Okay, I respect your choice."

"But I believe in you too!"

After hanging up the phone, Hua Tingjue threw the phone aside and looked out the window silently. Guilt and sadness troubled his heart, and his thoughts were complicated.