The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 79 - A Qualified Ex Should Be Like Theyre Dead

Thus, on the day his throat was injured, he posted on Weibo that he would take a half-month’s rest.

The comments below were all wishes for his recovery.

To ensure the tour wouldn’t suffer, he even rooted for the new member replacing him.

In just a few days, over half of his fans had shifted to the new member’s side—some even compared the new member to him.

They compared everything from appearance to voice and then realized the new member’s voice was more pleasant to listen to.

This practically negated all of his hard work over the past three years.

Why did he sing tirelessly into the night, aiming for the best effect, still humming the tune even when sick, forming a muscle memory for the song, able to sing it all as soon as he heard the melody?

He thought it was because he sang late at night that he damaged his vocal cords.

At first, he didn’t pay much attention, but as time passed, it got more severe, so severe he could not speak.

He was almost ready to leave the group, yet someone behind the scenes still wouldn’t let him be!

The new batch of Flower Tea had been drugged.

It was impossible to trace who had handled it.

At this thought, Jiang Zhouye felt a bit uncomfortable.

His throat had gotten much better but couldn’t return to how it was initially.

It was damaged at the core.

He looked around, his voice very low and hoarse, “Jiang, where is Jiang Nanshu?”

Jiang Yunchuan looked at him, somewhat surprised, “You came to see your sister?”

Jiang Zhouye pursed his lips, unable to voice it out. He indeed needed Jiang Nanshu’s help, but wouldn’t that make him seem too despicable?

To ask the sister he loathed the most in his heart for help.

But if he didn’t get rid of this disaster, he couldn’t hide forever, could he? Constantly on guard against someone harming him, it would drive him to nervous exhaustion unless he left their seven-member group.

Moreover, the company was planning to disband the group after the tour. From then on, everyone would go solo, but there was no guarantee that after going solo, due to jealousy, someone would not find an opportunity to harm him. It was difficult to defend against.

He wanted to say “Yes,” but his mouth moved faster than his brain, “Why would I come to find her? I can’t even avoid her quickly enough!”

Seeing Jiang Zhouye with a tense face and seemingly wanting to say something, Jiang Yunchuan also remembered what Jiang Yisen had said.

Forget it…

Why was he bothering so much?

His sister wasn’t very willing to interact with him now, either.

Jiang Yunchuan sighed, flipped his red hair, and frowned, “Then what are you doing here? Is Jing University’s scenery so beautiful that it made you run out of your house? Aren’t you afraid your fans will see you?”

Jiang Zhouye tugged at the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly, “What fans do I still have? They’ve all been snatched away by that new member who replaced me.”

“Ah?” Jiang Yunchuan was very surprised, “You’re having such a tough time now? Don’t you have millions of fans?”

Jiang Zhouye’s face turned green.

Looking at Jiang Yunchuan’s sincere eyes, he truly felt that both his IQ and EQ were cause for concern.

And still, the Lu Family Crown Prince had invested money to start a gaming company with him, without fearing that they’d lose everything down to their shorts.

He took a deep breath and said reluctantly, “Many of them were zombie fans I paid for… You know, these fans, when they see someone more handsome, they’ll forget the old one!”

Jiang Yunchuan: “…So you weren’t that popular after all.”

“Those fans who used to chase after you calling you ‘Brother, Brother’, they haven’t abandoned you too, have they?”

Jiang Zhouye’s face hidden under the mask felt hot—what do you mean he wasn’t popular!

“Every time I have a fan meet, the venue is so packed it can’t fit everyone! Have you seen it?”

Jiang Yunchuan touched his nose: “Keep your voice down, your throat is important.”

Jiang Zhouye huffed angrily, looked around, and spotted that female celebrity chasing after Lu Qingyan with his eyebrows tightly furrowed: “Who’s that person with Lu Qingyan? Do they know each other?”

Only their small circle knew about the matter between Lu Qingyan and Su Ran.

Following Jiang Zhouye’s gaze, he looked over just to see Lu Qingyan’s slender, distinct fingers holding a book that seemed to have been creased, his cool face expressionless, walking ahead on his own, while Su Ran seemed to have accidentally bumped into him.

Books related to finance were scattered on the ground, alongside many physics and advanced mathematics exercise books—

All belonging to Lu Qingyan.

She hurriedly picked them up and handed them over.

After Lu Qingyan took them, he threw them directly into the trash can next to him.

Su Ran’s face turned pale white, and she stood there about to collapse before she went to rummage through the trash, picking out the books discarded by Lu Qingyan one by one, and wiped them clean.

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Jiang Yunchuan watched, feeling a twinge in his teeth, while Jiang Zhouye’s frown deepened.

After a moment, Jiang Yunchuan said speechlessly, “She is Su Ran… the woman who Grandpa Lu paid off with 30 million to leave three years ago.”

Hearing about the 30 million.

Jiang Zhouye finally had some impression.

At that time, he was participating in a talent show and heard that the new sister who had just been acknowledged by the family two months ago was engaged, and to the Lu Family Crown Prince no less.

Anyone would be shocked.

Naturally, he also knew a bit more.

Lu Qingyan broke up with his first love, and his new sister stepped in.

Back then, he felt that this marriage was not a good match, but there was no helping it since Jiang Nanshu was a romantic, only charmed by looks and not the person.

He chuckled lightly, “What are they playing at now? Treating everyone else like fools?”

The previously supportive Jiang Yunchuan for their reunion: “…I don’t know either, it’s quite mind-boggling.”

Jiang Zhouye: “…”

“A decent ex should just be like they’re dead, why come out and disrupt others’ lives.”

Jiang Yunchuan corrected: “They’ve never been together from the beginning, so she probably doesn’t count as an ex?”

Jiang Zhouye’s eyes were cold: “What’s that got to do with me.” After thinking it over, he still ended up asking, “Hasn’t Jiang Nanshu made a fuss?”

Thinking it over and combining Jiang Nanshu’s cheerful mental state and the contrary action she lacked, Jiang Yunchuan fell silent.

“…She probably has… I’m not sure, need to wait and see.”