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Song Jianchu asked, “Yin Chi, there’s something I need to trouble you with.”
“Go ahead,” Yin Chi replied. “I’m all in. Are you planning to leave a will and transfer all your assets to Teacher Mu?”
Song Jianchu calmly replied, “Yes.”
Yin Chi sneered, “I knew it.”
“The will has already been written, and the lawyer will deliver the documents at noon,” Song Jianchu said. “I’m afraid he might run into Teacher Mu when he comes, so I’ll need your help to go and pick them up.”
“You’re arranging everything for yourself too soon,” Yin Chi reluctantly said. “I want you as my partner, and now I have to deal with all this.”
Song Jianchu’s phone rang, and he picked it up, saying, “They’ve arrived. You go down. They’re in the parking lot.”
Reluctantly, Yin Chi stood up and said in frustration, “I’m spoiling you.”
…
Mu Ye went to the studio to record his latest single, and the process went smoothly, ending quickly
“Come, have some hot tea,” Gu Jiaming poured him a cup. “You don’t look energetic at all. I thought you might not be in the right state. I worried unnecessarily. Teacher Mu, you never disappoint me.”
Mu Ye didn’t drink and looked at the time. “I have to go. You take care of the rest.”
Gu Jiaming stopped him. “Wait, I have something to ask you. Please sit down.”
Mu Ye sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea.
Gu Jiaming anxiously asked, “Mu Ye, are you really planning to propose at the concert?”
Mu Ye replied, “Yes.”
“…”
Gu Jiaming took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. He thought to himself, “It’s better to die early than to drag it out. Might as well do it quickly.”
Gu Jiaming forced himself to be composed and reminded, “You have to be clear. Besides the fact that your partner isn’t of marriageable age yet, how long have you known each other? Are you sure they’re the right person to marry? Once it’s public, you can’t easily break up.”
“We won’t break up,” Mu Ye said.
“To be honest, I didn’t expect you to be this serious,” Gu Jiaming shook his head with a hint of uncertainty. “With such an age difference between you and your partner, and such different personalities, I initially thought it was just a passing fancy for you.”
Mu Ye raised an eyebrow. “Am I really that unreliable?”
“Don’t be silly,” Gu Jiaming said. “Can’t you have a little confidence in yourself?”
Mu Ye remained silent.
Gu Jiaming continued, “More than just unreliable.”
Mu Ye said nothing.
Accepting reality, Gu Jiaming said solemnly, “Well, if you’re really planning to propose, make sure to inform me in advance. Let me be mentally prepared.”
“That’s my plan,” Mu Ye put down his teacup and said, “but it also depends on the circumstances.”
“What circumstances?” Gu Jiaming didn’t understand.
“We’ll talk about it later,” Mu Ye rubbed his face and stood up. “You should take care of yourself too.”
Gu Jiaming didn’t insist and said, “Take care while driving.”
Leaving the studio, as soon as Mu Ye sat in the car, his phone rang.
It was a call from Doctor Zhao.
Mu Ye’s heart raced as he picked up the phone and stared at the screen for a few seconds before sliding to answer, “Hello, Dr. Zhao. Do you have the results?”
“Congratulations!” Dr. Zhao said. “The matching was successful!”
“I’ve informed Professor Yan, and we can immediately arrange the hematopoietic stem cell transplantation surgery when you come here!”
After ending the call, Mu Ye leaned back in his seat, lowered his head slightly, covered his eyes with his hand, took a deep breath, and let out an unsteady sigh.
Mu Ye quickly drove to the hospital.
His phone suddenly became busier. Just a few minutes after he started driving, he received another call.
This time it was Gu Jiaming.
Mu Ye put on his earphones and answered, feeling very good, “Jiaming.”
Gu Jiaming asked, “Mu Ye, is it true that Song Jianchu is in the hospital because of leukemia?”
Mu Ye’s lips curled up, “How did you find out?”
Gu Jiaming couldn’t afford to be surprised anymore and angrily said, “The media has exposed the situation, and now the whole internet knows!”
Mu Ye furrowed his brow but wasn’t too surprised.
In fact, almost all the media already knew the true extent of Song Jianchu’s illness and their real relationship. Yin Chi had taken care of the media in the industry in advance, and Mu Ye’s good reputation in the entertainment circle kept their agency collectively silent, giving up on using this potentially explosive card.
But this industry never lacked crazy attention seekers.
Mu Ye knew that Song Jianchu’s condition would eventually be revealed, and now that the matching was successful and public disclosure didn’t matter much.
“They only exposed the illness?” Mu Ye asked.
“How is that possible? If it were just that, I wouldn’t be this angry,” Gu Jiaming said impatiently. “These parasites are relentless. There are even posts on Weibo claiming that he’s already… already dead, and they make it sound so real. Song Jianchu’s fans are going crazy, waiting for him to respond in the comments.”
“…”
Mu Ye’s expression turned cold, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, accelerating the car. “Sue and delete all the rumors except for the illness.”
…
Although the media outlets that exposed Song Jianchu’s condition were not official ones, they had a considerable number of fans, and soon the news sparked discussions online.
Song Jianchu’s fans were already in a state of distress, desperately seeking confirmation of the news.
[Is it true? Wuwu, my son!!!]
[No wonder he had a nosebleed during the previous TV show recording! His condition must have been severe at that time!]
[Please tell me this isn’t true…]
[Wuwu, my son will be fine!! [Crying]]
[He’s been in the hospital for so long. Is his condition really critical now?]
[Wuwuwu, can’t my precious match with him? Can his mother go for a match?]
Within minutes, a fabricated Weibo post gained attention, quickly making its way to the homepage.
The blogger was a minor internet celebrity, quite notorious and mentally unstable.
The blogger claimed to be in the hospital and claimed to have witnessed the ineffective rescue of the “demon king” little brother. The details were described vividly, and a blurry video was posted as evidence of being present at the scene.
Some netizens remained rational, deeming the content of the Weibo post highly unreliable. However, some fragile-hearted fans were half-believing it.
[Everyone, go to this Weibo post!!]
[Am I the only one who thinks this person seems mentally unstable?]
[Ah, is this person crazy?]
[Damn, there are people taking advantage of this situation for attention. Disgusting!!]
[Spit, spit, spit! Who’s this idiot spreading rumors? My son will definitely be fine!]
[…No, don’t scare me. I’m going to faint [Broken heart].]
[But this video looks somewhat real… It can’t be, it must be fake [Crying][Crying]]
What truly shattered the fans’ hearts was when a gossip V-blogger, whose comments were usually highly reliable, posted on Weibo. This V-blogger crafted a poem using the term “little brother” to refer to Song Jianchu, stating that this “little brother” had a net worth of billions and had just become the youngest godfather of the entertainment industry. The blogger claimed that his funeral would make the entire entertainment circle cease its activities for a day.
The V-blogger’s post was almost considered a credible source.
[Even the V-blogger is speaking… It must be real…]
[Damn… I’m numb. This is too sudden.]
[He’s only eighteen…]
[I just became a fan, and now this…]
[He was the most outstanding eighteen-year-old I’ve ever seen… Why? [Crying]]
As Mu Ye rushed to the hospital, the ambulance that would transport Song Jianchu to the new hospital had already arrived.
Worried that fans might find the hospital and cause chaos, Mu Ye called Yin Chi while swiftly making his way through the hospital corridor towards the elevators.
Yin Chi’s phone was already in a conversation, likely dealing with the online public opinion issues.
While waiting for the elevator, Mu Ye furrowed his brow as he read Gu Jiaming’s messages. Pei Shinian also sent him a message.
[Pei Shinian: Brother! Is what they’re saying online true?!]
[Pei Shinian: It sounds so real. Our company’s internal group is discussing this… You should go in…]
Pei Shinian pulled him into the private chat group for artists at Mu Xing Culture since he wasn’t part of the official group chat.
Inside, there were all the current popular young actors who were “crying” over the investor behind them.
[Actor A: It’s so sudden. Without the support of our investor-dad, I wouldn’t be where I am today…]
[Actor B: I need to find an opportunity to meet our investor-dad face-to-face before it’s too late…]
[Actor C: Our investor-dad has encouraged me before. He’s such a good person…]
[Actor D: I heard our investor-dad doesn’t have any family members. I’ll attend his funeral when the time comes, even if it means canceling my schedule]
They started with reminiscing but then unexpectedly started arguing.
[Actor B: If our investor-dad doesn’t have any family members, then who will hold his memorial photo?]
[Actor C: He’s close with the crown prince, so the crown prince should hold it]
[Actor A:… If nobody is holding it, I want the opportunity to show my gratitude [Praying]]
[Actor D: Forget it, your image isn’t stable. My image would be more suitable]
[Actor A: Haha, my image isn’t suitable? You’re always involved in scandals, is that suitable?]
[Actor B: Both of you, don’t embarrass our investor-dad. Make my image more positive]
[Actor C: Only I’ve received compliments from our investor-dad, so I’m the most suitable]
[Actor B: Our investor-dad liked my charity video. Has he ever liked any of yours?]
[Actor A: How do you know he didn’t accidentally like it?]
…
Mu Ye: “…”
Watching the popular young actors tearing each other apart in the group, Mu Ye stood in the elevator with his eyes gradually darkening.
Yin Chi had gone out for something and hadn’t returned, and Song Jianchu didn’t have his phone.
Song Jianchu lazily lounged on the sofa by the window in his hospital room, sketching out the guest list for his superstar’s funeral.
In a drowsy state, the paper in his hand was snatched away.
Mu Ye’s voice sounded beside him, low and meaningful. “Asset transfer agreement, funeral guest list…”
Song Jianchu suddenly snapped awake and looked up to see Mu Ye holding the documents he had signed and left on the table.
Mu Ye’s early arrival was unexpected, and Song Jianchu panicked, saying, “Teacher Mu…”
The next moment, Mu Ye lifted him up in his arms.
The nurse opened the door to the room and pushed in a stretcher. “The ambulance is ready. We can leave at any time.”
Mu Ye didn’t use the stretcher and carried him out of the room.
Song Jianchu looked bewildered and asked, “Teacher Mu? Where are we going?”
Mu Ye remained silent throughout, wrapping him in a blanket and carrying him onto the ambulance.
The ambulance quickly started moving.
Finally, Song Jianchu could speak. “Teacher Mu…”
“Hush.” Mu Ye covered his mouth gently and whispered, “I don’t want to hear you speak right now.”
Song Jianchu looked confused, his face full of bewilderment. “?”
Mu Ye held his hand tightly, his gentle expression tinged with a hint of coldness, and softly said, “Darling, I didn’t say we’re breaking up. You’re not allowed to leave this world ahead of time.”
You can see teacher Mu’s heartbreak from a mile away 🥺