“Mentor? Wow, Fourth Brother, isn’t that amazing?” Jiang Nanshu followed his train of thought.
Jiang Zhouye smiled and said, “It’s alright. These kinds of variety shows are just for selecting talent. Whether you can become famous depends on your own abilities.”
Jiang Nanshu didn’t think so. She believed that there must be capital manipulating things, and the remaining few positions were just places where ordinary young people pursuing their dreams fight tooth and nail for.
“Okay, I wish you all the best in your career. I have something to do, so I’ll head out first.” Jiang Nanshu smiled at him.
She jogged out of the villa.
Jiang Zhouye watched her retreating figure and then finally opened the chat box with Jiang’s mother.
[Mom, I can’t tell her what you asked me to do, and Dad isn’t paying attention to me either. You’ll have to talk to him yourself.]
Jiang’s mother quickly replied: [Zhouye, please help Mother. I can’t stand living in the Song family anymore. My two sisters-in-law are constantly making sarcastic remarks to me, and your grandparents are also giving me the cold shoulder because of Shizhao. They won’t even let the servants cook for me at night.]
Jiang Zhouye found it very annoying.
Didn’t she think that her family was good?
How could she not stand it after only a few days?
Jiang Zhouye: [Grandpa and Grandma are just angry. They’ll be fine in a while. Don’t worry. Besides, after your divorce, didn’t Dad give you eight houses, three supercars, and a hundred million in assets? You should just move out of the Song family and live more comfortably elsewhere.]
Moreover, Jiang’s mother took all her clothes and dozens of designer bags worth tens of millions. With those things, Jiang’s mother could live a carefree life for the rest of her life.
Jiang’s father had already been good enough to her.
He gave her so much money to support herself in the future, ensuring she’d be worry-free for the rest of her life.
The other end remained in the middle of typing.
Jiang Zhouye waited for about five minutes.
Finally, Jiang’s mother replied: [I gave all the money to your grandfather for emergency use. Shizhao might go to jail, and the Song family is under police investigation. We don’t have any extra funds, let alone the ability to get Shizhao out. I gave the money to your uncles, listed the house at a low price, and sold the car. I raised about 500 million in three days, but it’s still not enough. I’m out of money. I gave them everything I could, and then they ignored me. I can’t take it anymore. I’m going home. [crying]]
Jiang Zhouye was dumbfounded.
My God.
What kind of thought process would lead someone to give all their divorce assets to their maternal family?
And complete the handover in just a few days?
It would be strange if this wasn’t premeditated.
Jiang Zhouye didn’t know what to say to her.
So he replied: [Just bear with it a little longer. My grandparents won’t starve you.]
He quickly switched to another WeChat account.
Only when he couldn’t see his mother’s chat window did he relax.
It was truly terrifying.
At this rate, she could give the Song family as much as the Jiang family had.
After thinking about it, he decided to tell his father about it.
Jiang’s father happened to be home. When he received Jiang Zhouye’s message, he peeked out from the top of the spiral staircase and said, “Old Fourth, come up here. I’m in the study.”
“Dad? You’re home.” Jiang Zhouye responded and hurried to the study.
After closing the door, Jiang Zhouye finally asked, “What do you think about Mom’s situation?”
Jiang’s father snorted coldly, “She brought it on herself. The whole family took turns trying to persuade her, even Nan Nan’s inner voice reminded her, but she was ungrateful and insisted on going along with them. We talked to her, we threatened her, but she still went her own way, so there was nothing I could do. What she’s going through now is expected.”
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