After breaking up, I became a popular superstar in the entertainment circle

Chapter 3 What a coincidence

Song Shiyu did not live at home, and there was no room for him at home.

His parents were dividing the house. If they disagreed, they would fight like cockfighting, causing the roof to fall off.

In order to prevent the fire at the city gate from affecting the fish in the pond, and for his own peace of mind, he stayed in a hotel.

Who knows, I met Liu Jianglin.

She actually returned to Yongcheng.

What is she doing back?

She definitely didn't come back to celebrate the New Year. It's the end of the year, the busiest time in the entertainment industry, with various award ceremonies, events, and parties. Liu Jianglin wants to come back to celebrate the New Year, but her agent won't agree.

There must be something wrong with her coming back.

But Song Shiyu has no intention to care about Liu Jianglin's affairs now.

He still had his own headaches to solve.

Before he even entered the door, Song Shiyu heard his mother's familiar scream that seemed to pierce the sky: "Song Chengde, you piece of shit whose asshole was fucked by a pig, I'm going to kill you!"

Growing up, Song Shiyu had heard his mother scold him countless times: I'm going to kill you.

The whole childhood was marked by such turmoil.

He opened the door and entered the house.

The moment he stepped into the door, a black shadow flew over from the front.

Song Shiyu dodges quickly, and the next second, the TV remote control hits the door panel next to his ear, and he dies heroically with a loud cracking sound.

The thing must have been thrown away.

Only his mother can scold someone and take action. His father, Song Chengde, has always been just a scumbag who only does it for you.

Sure enough, Song Shiyu saw his father sitting on the single sofa in front, motionless, as if dead. Every time his mother made such a noise, he would be like this, silent, like an innocent victim

.

And the accuracy was so damn bad that the remote control could fly straight over his father's head and almost hit his head.

When he was a child, Song Shiyu also complained about his mother, why did she always get angry? At that time, he felt that his father was pitiful and was like a tigress.

Later I realized that some things are not as simple as they seem.

His mother's surname is Wei Mingwei. You can see how beautiful Song Shiyu was when she was young, but you can no longer see it from her current face.

Decades of marital disputes and family trivial matters have left her face soaked in rain, rice, oil, salt and wind and frost.

If you get into an unhappy marriage, beauty will not grow old but will age prematurely.

Seeing Song Shiyu, his mother suddenly screamed, with a look of surprise on her face. The anger on her face disappeared in the blink of an eye. She happily ran to Song Shiyu, her eyes bright, "Why are you back suddenly? Are you on vacation?"

Song Shiyu hugged his mother, but the cold air was still wrapped around his body, so he only gave it a weak hug, but the smile on his face was sincere. The tigress who once complained was now filled with self-blame.

He should have understood earlier and stood by her side.

"Didn't you two finally decide to divorce? I have to come back no matter what."

His mother frowned and said, "If I divorce your father, what will I do with you coming back? You are so busy at work, go about your business."

"He's back." Song Shiyu asked, "We've already decided to divorce, why are you arguing with him again?"

A look of panic flashed across his mother's face, and she smiled like a cover-up, "It's nothing."

She touched Song Shiyu's face and asked, "Have you had lunch? Are you hungry? I'll cook it for you. What do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, it started to spin like a top.

Song Shiyu grabbed his mother and said, "I've already eaten."

His mother thought of something again, oops, and said, "Then wait a minute. I haven't cleaned your room for a long time. There's a layer of dust inside. Don't go in yet. Sit on the sofa and I'll clean it for you."

, go in after it’s clean.”

"Mom, I have already booked a hotel. I will stay in the hotel."

"Hotel? You damn kid, what kind of hotel do you want to stay in when you get home?"

"It's okay, it's not convenient for me to go home."

His mother suddenly understood, nodded and said, "Yes, you are a big star now. There are many people here and it is inconvenient to live at home. It is better to live in a hotel with security guards."

Song Shiyu didn't expect that his final destination would be "with security guards", and he couldn't laugh or cry.

After talking for a while, Song Shiyu looked at the person on the sofa.

The man was still sitting on the sofa, his figure as silent as a sculpture, and he showed no reaction to his return.

When Song Shiyu was about to say something, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was his manager.

He had to answer the phone first.

"Have you met Liu Jianglin?" the agent asked.

Song Shiyu was a little surprised and asked, "How did you know? I just met her."

"Her agent called me just now and asked me in a roundabout way why you returned to Yongcheng." The agent said, "You two arrived in Yongcheng. If the media finds out, it will probably cause another bloody incident."

Song Shiyu thought of the hotel where they both stayed.

There are many people talking, so it is indeed easy to be discovered.

"I'll finish my matters as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible." He lowered his voice and asked again, "Do you know why she returned to Yongcheng?"

"She's too strict, so I can't ask questions." The agent sighed.

"I see."

After that, he hung up the phone.

His tone was a little cautious as he asked: "Did the company urge you to go back?"

Song Shiyu turned around, smiled, and said, "No, it's not so urgent. When do you plan to go through the procedures?"

His mother hesitated for a moment and said, "Just these two days."

Song Shiyu asked: "How to divide the house?"

As soon as I mentioned this topic, my face turned cold.

"Sell it, and you'll get half the money." This was his father's voice.

He had been silent for a long time, and the sound suddenly came out, which was a bit abrupt.

Song Shiyu frowned, but before he could say anything, his mother already shouted: "I don't agree, so you can't sell it! I've lived in this house for decades, so you can sell it if you want!"

…

Another tit-for-tat quarrel.

Song Shiyu persuaded his mother to stop, thought for a while, and took her to her grandmother's house.

"Let's stay at grandma's house today. Don't argue with Song Chengde. If he wants to sell the house, he will sell it. You can move to my place and live with me. If you don't want to live with me, I will buy you another house.

.It’s not worth it to be so grand for such a person.”

His mother was still aggrieved and cursed: "I will never let him take advantage! If he takes advantage, it will be all over there!"

Yes, over there.

"Did they also come to Yongcheng with him?" Song Shiyu asked.

His mother said: "They dare! If they dare to set foot in Yongcheng, I will find someone to chop off their hands and feet immediately!"

To this day, when talking about that mother and son, his mother still can't help but feel a surge of fire, exploding her like a bomb.

After many years of marriage, suddenly knowing that her husband lives in another city far away with another family is enough to make all the wives in the world explode on the spot.

His mother was just the one among the many wives who unfortunately fell into trouble.

(End of chapter)