Jin Chonglin was the final performer on "MusicFest Tonight" .
Since he was the bigshot this time, most of the other performers and the staff paid their respects to him after the show ended . It took more than an hour for him to escape before he was finally able to go home .
Iris Long didn't join the others in greeting him after the show . She left immediately after paying respects to the important personnel in the show .
Inside the van, Jin Chonglin was at the backseat with his manager, Lin Dong . His two assistants were at the front . One was driving while the other sat on the front passenger seat .
Jin Chonglin wore big, gold-plated headphones, drumming his hands in the air and tapping his feet to the beat of the music only he could hear .
On his side, Lin Dong was busy on his phone . A few moments later, Lin Dong's eyes widened . He unceremoniously pulled Jin Chonglin's headphones from his head and shoved his phone to his artist's face .
"Bastard! What are you doing?!"
"Read this . "
"What's so important that you have to shove it on my face…" Jin Chonglin's eyes also widened after a few seconds of reading . "For real? She has amnesia?"
"I don't know . She hasn't said anything official about this . But if it's true, then it explains why she changed so much . "
"Who has amnesia?" The assistant sitting on the front passenger seat asked .
"Iris Long," Lin Dong answered .
"Really?" The assistant was shocked .
"I believe it," the driver interjected . "I've been with Chonglin since he began his career . So I was there when the girl kept on following Chonglin wherever we went . She kept on popping up in front of our faces, trying to talk to him . She didn't know how to give up . And Chonglin was too nice to reject her outright . It was painful to watch . But seeing her perform tonight, I almost didn't recognize her . Her aura feels so different from before . "
"Hmmm . " Lin Dong rubbed his chin . "Chonglin and I actually met Iris Long and her manager in the hallway earlier tonight . She was very polite, greeting Chonglin properly as a junior to her senior . She didn't say anything unnecessary beyond the greetings . It was actually Chonglin, this idiot, who tried pulling her into a conversation . On the other hand, Iris almost couldn't wait to get away from us . So different from how she acted with Chonglin before . "
"Who are you calling an idiot, you bastard?!"
Lin Dong gave him a side eye . "You know that there are rumours about you fathering a baby with her . You know that even just being seen together with her could cause a big scandal, yet you still wanted to talk to her more . If you're not an idiot, then what are you?"
"Shut up . I know already! I'm so tired of you saying the same thing again and again . And I was just asking her how she's been . It's not like I was asking her to sleep with me!"
"You better not sleep with her or else both of your showbiz careers will be finished . "
"Tsk . I said I know already! So annoying . "
"Did you read about the part about her and the Alarm Girls?"
"Yeah . "
"Wait . Let me ask . " Lin Dong snatched his phone back from Jin Chonglin's hands as he tossed the big headphones on his artist's lap .
He tapped on his phone and placed it on his ear .
"Hello? Director He? Sorry to bother you…yes, yes . We're on our way home . Thank you for taking care of us . . . Jin Chonglin says that he had fun performing tonight…Ahaha! Of course, next time…Director He, I have a question . I hope you don't mind . Is it true that Iris Long got into an argument with the Alarm Girls? It's okay if you don't answer, I understand…Oh? It's true? . . . They bullied her? . . . Oh no . She really fainted? I can't believe she still performed after…Unbelievable…Yes, yes . Thank you, Director He…Of course, I won't tell others that you told me…Yes, you too . Have a good night . Bye!"
Lin Dong hung up the phone, then turned to Jin Chonglin .
"F*ck, it's true?" Jin Chonglin's face looked outraged . "Those b*tches . "
Lin Dong sighed . "It's not like you don't know that bullying is common in this industry . It happens all the time . "
"Of course I know! But f*ck . She fainted . "
"Why are you so affected? It has nothing to do with you . "
"Hmph! You heartless bastard!"
Lin Dong sighed again .
Jin Chonglin carelessly threw his gold-plated headphones on the seat behind him . He looked out the window in a bad mood .
The van drove in the night, the people riding it silent, each with their own thoughts .
Chapter end
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