Single: No If (1)
He wanted to forget a lot of things, but he couldn’t.
For example, when he was young, he couldn’t forget that not long after his mother passed away, his father married another lady. For example, when he was young, he met the first man he loved on a rainy day, and when he was young, he met a young man in the elevator who affected him.
Now, he was no longer young. He was clearly only 26 years old, but he felt like an old man.
“President, this is the contract that XX Company faxed over.” The secretary placed the contract on his desk. “The children of Happy Home Orphanage are going to have a thanksgiving concert tomorrow. The staff of the orphanage wanted to invite the kind person who donated money. The director of the orphanage just called to invite you. President, will you go?”
Happy Home? He was stunned. Wasn’t it the orphanage that Shan Yatong had stayed at when he was young? After some thought, he nodded and said, “You can free my schedule tomorrow.”
Over the years, he donated a lot of money to the two orphanages and some poor mountain areas. The media said that he was a philanthropist. He found it laughable. He did this not because of charity, but because the people he loved had all grown up in those places.
The secretary walked out. He wasn’t in the mood to read the documents. He stood in front of the window and recalled the past of his youth.
His first encounter with Jing Anjue, his infatuation with Jing Anjue, his acquaintanceship with Shan Yatong, and the panic he had when he found out he liked Shan Yatong. In the end, he helplessly gave up. Everything seemed like a lifetime away. It was a little unreal, but it was hard to forget.
It had been eight years since he had left the entertainment industry. It didn’t seem like it was difficult for him to become an arrogant 18-year-old Heavenly King to become a mature and stable company president in the eyes of the outside world. Occasionally, he would hear news of Shan Yatong working with some big-name director, endorsing some international brand, and spreading gossip with others.
He was thinking that perhaps Xiao Zimo, that jealous person, would feel uncomfortable after seeing those reports for a while. He usually worked together with the Xiao Clan, but he rarely saw Yatong. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps Xiao Zimo didn’t want him to meet with Shan Yatong. Occasionally, they would meet at a banquet and they would just talk politely to each other. Before he could say anything else, Xiao Zimo would appear like a spirit behind his back and use all sorts of shameless methods to take Yatong away.
He lit a cigarette and smiled bitterly. He had given up a lot of things and learned a lot of things in eight years. No one in this world remained the same, just like the once glorious Xiao Family’s Eldest Young Master. Now, he was divorced from his wife and spent his days in nightclubs. He looked dispirited.
Many people knew that the Xiao family’s Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master were at odds. Perhaps it was because of their family, or perhaps because of the competition for property, but he felt that it was because of Yatong.
Shan Yatong didn’t like Xiao Chengyu. Ever since he saw him coldly face Xiao Chengyu at the banquet, he knew that Yatong hated that man. He smiled bitterly. There weren’t many men he hated.
In the afternoon, he went to dinner with a big client. This client was a foreigner and said that he wanted to eat Chinese food. So he took this big client to a new Chinese restaurant.
When he entered the Chinese restaurant, he met Xiao Zimo who was carrying a packet of food. He glanced at the things in his hand. “Hello, President Xiao.” Xiao Zimo obviously didn’t expect to meet him. He quickly smiled back, shook his hand, and greeted his client in English. He couldn’t help but think that this person was indeed the former Heavenly King in the industry. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking when he started acting.
“Oh, you are Qian Chen?” the foreign client was obviously a little excited, “I remember, you two are the actors who played Qian Chen and Ran Zhu!” Speaking in non-standard Mandarin, the foreign client took out a note on his body, “You two give me your signature. I like your performance in ‘Millennium,’ and Z Country’s Shan. A few days ago, Shan’s new film was released, have you watched it?”
Could they say they have a collection? It’s just…what did it have to do with you? You like it!
He endured the unhappiness in his heart, signed his name, and sent Xiao Zimo away. He led the client into the VIP room. Those things were brought to Shan Yatong by Xiao Zimo. Otherwise, with Xiao Zimo’s personality, why would he have run to a far place to bring something?
Hmph, you can call your men to bring it, but you have to do it yourself. This man wasn’t as simple as he appeared to be on the surface. He has spent so many means to get Shan Yatong.
His eyes dimmed. Xiao Zimo spent so much effort because he cared. If he didn’t care, why would he be willing to spend so much effort, and so much energy to do these small things?
That night, the business deal was a success; there was no so-called happiness or sadness, just that he didn’t feel negligent in sitting in this position.
The next morning, he took his assistant with him and drove to the orphanage. Arriving at the scene, he found not only insiders but also second-rate artists.
After getting off the car and choosing an inconspicuous position to sit down, he turned his head and saw Xia Xichuan lead an artist to say something. He smiled. When he quit the entertainment industry, Xia Xichuan was a little unwilling. Now, he has brought a few people out, how many people could remember Luo Yanqian from eight years ago?
“Mr. Luo,” the staff from the orphanage recognized him and greeted him amicably. Because the children’s performance hadn’t yet started, the staff showed him around the orphanage.
The children’s living environment was remarkably good. There were some amusement facilities in the garden. Some children played games and laughed happily.
He felt that his donation hadn’t been in vain and asked, “Where are the kapok trees in your orphanage?”