Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

At dinner time, several people were worried and had no appetite, and Jiang Wangshu ignored everyone.

On the other hand, Hua Tingjue seemed to be eating his meal without any care in the world. Other people at the table hardly moved their chopsticks, secretly observing his every move with their sidelong glances.

Zheng Tianlang suddenly stepped on Wen Yanlin.

Wen Yanlin screamed in pain: "Ah——"

Everyone looked towards him.

But Zheng Tianlang next to him acted as if nothing had happened. He just lowered his head and coughed, "Cough cough." He then gave him a light wink.

Wen Yanlin understood immediately, so he could only smile awkwardly while enduring the pain, waving his hands at the same time: "Haha, it's okay, it's just that my throat is uncomfortable and I suddenly want to shout."

Throat discomfort.

These five words hurt Hua Tingjue's heart. He paused in his action of picking up the food, as if he was cast under a spell. His slender fingers tightly grasped the chopsticks, and the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly due to excessive force. His eyes became unusually deep.

Seeing this, everyone glared at Wen Yanlin in condemnation.

Wen Yanlin felt so aggrieved, but he did realize that he had said the wrong thing, so he slapped his mouth twice to show that he was wrong.

Now the task of asking the question completely fell on him. Wen Yanlin took a deep breath and said in one go, "Jue... Jue brother..."

Hearing Wen Yanlin calling him, Hua Tingjue came back to his senses and turned to look at him as if nothing had happened: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yanlin said timidly: "As for quitting the entertainment industry, how about... let's think about it again?" To be honest, Wen Yanlin has never spoken so cautiously in his life. He has always been straightforward and outspoken.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Hua Tingjue, expecting the same answer.

But Hua Tingjue was greatly disappointed. He shook his head resolutely and refused: "No, that's it." He put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'm full, you guys eat slowly."

……

The cold glow of the moonlight fell on the window. Jiang Wangshu tossed and turned for a long time, unable to sleep. What Hua Tingjue said today echoed in her mind.

An idea came to mind.

If he is determined to leave, why can't we support him?

Obviously, all this was extremely painful for him, but she kept asking him to persevere in the name of doing it for his own good.

Some people will choose to chase after what they like, while others will avoid it; some people will grit their teeth and persevere when they are tired, but some people just want to end it as soon as possible.

So who is right and who is wrong?

This question may never have an answer.

Since there was no answer, why did she use her so-called insights and experiences to force Hua Tingjue to persist? Rather than seeing him suffer, she would rather make him happy.

Suddenly, Jiang Wangshu suddenly understood and walked straight to Hua Tingjue's room. The door was not locked, so she turned it and it opened. She walked lightly to his side and said softly, "Eat something."

But Hua Tingjue, who heard the noise, lay on the bed without any reaction.

"Hua Tingjue!" Jiang Wangshu called him.

She stood with her back to the light, her shadow covering him. Hua Tingjue raised his head slowly, with sparkling lights flickering in his eyes. His tone was as ethereal as an elusive cloud. He asked her, "Am I stupid?"

Then he muttered to himself in a trance: "But I...I really didn't expect it to be like this. I have never met such a person. I thought he treated me as a friend in these three years."

The loneliness of giving one's true heart to the wrong person is not only felt in love, but also in family and friendship.

Hua Tingjue had a very smooth life in his previous life. The Hua family arranged everything for him. He only needed to enjoy his life and the beauty and prosperity of the world. No one would openly oppose him. He never met any bad people. Even Lin Han could only secretly disgust him because everyone knew that he had a huge family behind him to support him.

Being born into a wealthy family, he did not have to suffer from poverty, nor did he experience the drama of brothers fighting each other in big families. He was willingly pampered and protected by everyone in the Hua family and the Mu family.

But this life has changed.

He had to carry his musical instruments and leave his hometown to sail alone. He performed all over the streets regardless of the scorching heat or the bitter cold, and never asked for help from his family even when he was sweating profusely.

Jiang Wangshu understood the distress and depression in his heart.

"It's not your fault," she comforted him.

Hua Tingjue shook his head, slowly curled his lips, and said self-deprecatingly with absent-minded eyes: "No, my mother is right! I am just an ignorant fool who still wants to fight in the entertainment industry on my own."

Jiang Wangshu didn't comment on his self-deprecation. He just looked at him calmly and asked again: "Have you really decided? Do you regret it?"

"Well, it's decided." After that, he said to drive people away: "Okay, I'm a little tired, I want to go to bed, you should rest early too."

Hua Tingjue's hoarse voice was tinged with fatigue and desolation. He pulled the quilt, covered his face and head, and successfully used the quilt to isolate himself and Jiang Wangshu's sight, forming a barrier.

But Jiang Wangshu did not leave. She sat down naturally beside the bed. Seeing his decisive attitude, her tone softened, which was very different from her during the day. She seemed like a completely different person.

She said: "Just do your best in everything. Giving up also has its benefits. At least it proves that you are still the same Hua Tingjue as before. You will not compromise and become another person for these dirty things, nor will you easily change your mind because of the persuasion of others, including me."

Hearing this, Hua Tingjue, who was hiding under the quilt, stiffened his back. He gritted his teeth and endured it, closing his eyes tightly. Although he tried his best to hide his emotions, his slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed his true feelings at this moment.

He…he thought she was here to persuade him and scold him.

Jiang Wangshu did not suppress and belittle him blindly. He analyzed the situation with him softly, "Xie Fangzhou lied to you because he was treacherous. He spent two years setting up a trap just for you. It was impossible to defend against it. It's not that you are stupid. You don't need to change your purity because of his mistake."

"You are you. Isn't Hua Tingjue unique? If you cater to and accept the filth of the entertainment industry for him, will you still be you?"

“If you feel tired, you can take a break and then consider whether to continue. You can use the right to pause in life whenever you want.”

"The most important thing is that you have proven yourself. Your ability is enough to win the championship. You know clearly whether it is lip-syncing or original, right?"

Jiang Wangshu knew what he cared about most. It was that he had not proved himself in all these years and had always been under the shadow of his genius brothers, and had not been able to gain the attention and approval of his own mother.

That's why she said that.

Finally, she said, "The conditions I promised you are still valid because you did win first place."

As soon as she finished speaking, her voice immediately echoed in the empty room, hitting Hua Tingjue's eardrums over and over again. He lay quietly on the bed, motionless, only the heat in his eyes kept surging, and tears finally flowed out uncontrollably.

The iron-blooded education of the Hua family and the Mu family told him not to cry easily, but Jiang Wangshu's words now made him completely relax and break the tense string.

He hated that calculating world and resolutely let go of the dream he had been pursuing. He thought she would hate his "three-minute enthusiasm", but she didn't...

She was not disappointed in him.

She said he did the right thing.

……

The other people on the other side were not asleep either.

Wen Yanlin frowned and struggled to speak out his innermost thoughts: "Don't you see that Brother Jue really doesn't like entering the entertainment industry? If he doesn't like us, why should we force him?"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Song Yian and Ning Shuyu suddenly came to their senses.

But some people are still confused.

Zheng Tianlang slapped him on the shoulder, "You are an idiot. We all know that Jue-ge is so devoted to music, otherwise why would he rebel against Aunt Mu? What do you dislike about him?"

"Fuck, can't you be gentler?" Wen Yanlin covered his arm in pain, and immediately retorted: "Is it okay if I liked you before and you're annoyed now?"

Wen Yanlin didn't care, he raised his chin and said proudly: "Anyway, I support Jue Ge to quit the circle, why should I suffer this humiliation?"

"That's true!" Zheng Tianlang agreed.

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yian and Ning Shuyu, "What about you?"

Ning Shuyu was still a little hesitant, but after a moment's silence, she slowly said, "From the current perspective, it seems that the original intention is indeed more important."

Song Yian also nodded, "I think what Ajue needs most right now is our support, rather than questioning and rejecting him like the outside world."

"Yes! Of course I have to support my good brother!"

"Yes, yes, we will always support Jue-ge, no matter if he retires or not!"

"Let's go check on Brother Jue. I wonder if he's hungry?"

This reminded Song Yian, and he patted Wen Yanlin on the shoulder, "Linzi, call someone to get some food, and make something that Ajue likes."

Wen Yanlin suddenly felt full of energy and refreshed. He nodded and made an 'OK' gesture, "Okay! Leave it to me!"