Chapter 32.1
Chapter 32.1
GHML – Chapter 32.1: He Jiang, Do You Have A Bottom Line? (1)
Shang Jing walked towards the piano desolately. With a deep breath to calm his mind, he played the Birthday tune he had prepared for He Jiang twice.
Half an hour later, he phoned him again but the call was once again not connected.
He was starting to get worried. Did He Jiang get into an accident?
In a hurry, he called Lin Lin. “Lin Lin, did He Jiang accept some last minute work?”
Lin Lin: “There isn’t anything scheduled today… Hmm, I am not sure, let me check with his assistant.”
Lin Lin was truly a dedicated manager of He Jiang and a smart lady. In a bid to not create any rift between the couple, she decided to circle around the question.
After checking with Cai Minmin, she was sure He Jiang did not have any work scheduled today nor did he contact anyone from the studio. In addition, his handphone was also off.
Why does this seem like the couple had a quarrel while celebrating He Jiang’s birthday and He Jiang decided to run away from home?
Without panicking, Lin Lin dialed Yang Yue’s number like she had done so umpteen times to check whether He Jiang was at his place.
With a suppressed voice, Yang Yue recounted the situation honestly, “He’s here. He hasn’t spoken a single word since he arrived and just kept drinking. What a waste of alcohol.”
Lin Lin: “The two of them probably quarreled. He Jiang is not picking up Shang Jing’s calls. Can you help take care of him for the time being? If he’s drunk and you can’t handle him anymore, just call Xiao Bei.”
Next, Lin Lin sent a text to Shang Jing: 【I’ve checked with Yang Yue. He Jiang is currently drinking at his place. It’s a tradition for them to meet up and have a drink every year on their birthdays. He’s probably busy drinking and was not paying attention to his phone. The session will probably end late. Please rest assured, he’s safe. If he doesn’t come home by bedtime, just lock the doors and go to bed. If there’s any other issues, feel free to contact me.】
Even though Lin Lin’s words were beautifully crafted, Shang Jing could still sense the underlying message. He Jiang did not answer his calls on purpose.
What’s with that temper? I don’t think I did anything wrong today?
Shang Jing looked at the massive cake in front of him. His eyelids drooped downwards as panic rose in his heart.
It would be meaningless if the cake was not eaten before 12AM.
He had asked the store assistant for cake recommendations for a 26 year old birthday. Apparently, the store assistant had a strong mathematics background because she told him, without any hesitation, “26 years old, that’s one year away from 27. Get a three-tier cake, every layer will have nine types of toppings, it’s symbolic.”
Shang Jing looked at the price tag, over 1000 yuan.
Seeing his hesitation, she decided to give him another push. “Every layer would feature a different flavor. The top layer would be covered in nine types of fruits, the middle layer would have nine types of nuts and the bottom layer would have nine types of cream flowers, forming a brocade of flowers symbolizing a long and lasting relationship. If not for a 26 years old birthday, there would not be such a suitable cake. We can also make a small mechanism in the middle of the cake for you to put presents such as a ring or necklace in.”
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The store assistant was truly a good promoter. It was a 26 years old birthday and not a 27 years old birthday but he was convinced by her words.
He Jiang’s 27th birthday… I’ll probably not be around anymore to celebrate it with him. I’ll just make this celebration worthy of two birthdays.
Worth it.
The indicated price was 1199 yuan but when he was at the cashier, the store assistant informed him that if he were to choose animal shaped cream, it would cost another 500 yuan.
“…”
And he still bought it.
Celebrities were particular about their figures and he had never seen He Jiang have anything sweet before. Since it was a yearly event, it would make sense for him to provide something better.
…
At Yang Yue’s bar.
Yang Yue had never seen someone spend their birthday this way. After watching He Jiang drink silently for a while, he decided to go back and take an afternoon nap.
Some emotions could only be slowly digested by the person in question. Any words from an outsider would do little to help.
When evening time came around, Cen Feinuo arrived at the bar with a birthday present for He Jiang.
Not wanting to step on He Jiang’s land mines, Yang Yue decided to ask about Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Qin instead. “What is up with you two? Filming will resume in two days, have you two come to a conclusion?”
Cen Feinuo: “There’s no issue between Zhuang Qin and I. It’ll be more applicable for you to worry about whether He Jiang would continue with the filming.”
Yang Yue whipped his head around quickly and lamented. “This can’t be happening! Why am I being given such a hard time as the host? Problems are popping up from everywhere!”
He Jiang sipped some alcohol from his glass and savored the bitterness of the liquid as it flowed down his throat. “Shang Jing wants to get a divorce. I believe he will mention it after the filming of the variety show ends. He even asked for the cash flow report of the studio, thinking he could get a part of it during the divorce proceedings.”
And he was even gloating over Shang Jing being interested in his studio.
Yang Yue’s jaw dropped. In his eyes, the current He Jiang looked like a middle-age man with nothing to his name and was facing the crisis of his wife leaving him.
It shouldn’t be this way! You are young and rich! Get yourself together!