Zhong Meijiang spent a sleepless night waiting for Wenshan’s return. At six o’clock, the clock chimed, and she knew her heart had been shattered. Could she bear a husband who embraced another man?
Qingjian, you’ve stolen Wenshan’s love! I will never forgive you!
Chapter Thirteen
“In this repetitive world, men and women weave countless stories. Love, affection, marriage, there’s only one way to love. I want to give you a different kind of love, regardless of how the world reacts, even if God punishes me, I won’t care…”
Now, it’s the God of Wind’s exclusive show. On TV, BAND is performing “A Different Kind of Love.” Japan’s major production companies often do not hesitate to buy out prime time slots to maximize publicity through live broadcasts, interviews, and MTVs.
Lingmu Chun waited outside the live broadcast room for them. She wanted to discuss the contract renewal with them. By June 20th, when the contract expires, there would still be twelve national tour performances left.
The indicator light in the broadcast room went off. The door opened, and Tian Zhong Wenshan was the first to come out, looking terrible and utterly helpless. Following him was Bing Shi Qingjue, strangely not dressed in his usual punk style but looking somewhat downcast. Zhu Nei Zhenxiu pushed aside Zhong Zhe Qianlin, stepping out first.
“Sorry to keep you waiting,” she said lightly, pushing him aside. “Please wait a moment. I’m here to discuss contract renewal on behalf of the company.”
“Let’s talk individually; we all have different demands,” Tian Zhong Wenshan surprisingly made a request for collaboration.
The others agreed, and Lingmu Chun first grabbed Feng Jian Yaye. “You’re the most troublesome. Let’s settle your issues first.”
She led him into an empty room next door. “The company wants to sign you for a five-year contract. According to the contract, you are obliged to release an album and hold thirty concerts each year. As for filming TV dramas or commercials, the company won’t interfere.”
“I don’t want to sing anymore,” he said, removing his gloves. “I want to retire from the entertainment industry.”
She was not surprised. “I think it’s for the best. As long as you’re in the entertainment circle, you’ll be the media’s focus, which isn’t good for you or Feng.”
