0p0 Chapter 877 The 'Dummy' Who Refused to Be Bound for a Lifetime (15)
Chapter 877 The 'Dummy' Who Refused to Be Bound for a Lifetime (15)
Song Huaizhi's rare display of weakness was indeed very damaging.
He was raised by his father from a young age and learned from his father's words and deeds. He learned his father's cold and rigid nature perfectly.
After his father passed away, he became increasingly composed and assertive, never showing his emotions to others.
Not to mention bowing down and coaxing anyone.
This time, his actions towards Mu Zhou broke his long-standing code of conduct.
His words caused Mu Zhou's expression to become somewhat subtle. After looking at him for a moment, he suddenly smiled.
"Song Huaizhi, do you know what this song means to me the most?"
Song Huaizhi stared at the curve of her eyebrows as she smiled, and for some reason felt uneasy.
Is this song not an outlet for her love, but a declaration of her feelings to herself?
Mu Zhou's lips curved into a cold smile as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:
"The greatest significance is that this song brought me fame, popularity, and money. The public likes me and recognizes my talent because of it, and I enjoy all of this."
"Precisely all of this is what you and the Song family despise the most."
Do you think she'll be eternally grateful just because you praised her a few times?
Song Huaizhi had an inflated sense of self-importance.
Her merciless words almost caught Song Huaizhi off guard.
For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.
The sarcasm on Mu Zhou's lips was so glaring that it told him that everything was not an illusion.
Song Huaizhi's breathing became erratic.
"Are you saying that out of anger?"
How could she say such a thing about this song?
Using money to measure the song that expresses love for him is an insult to the song.
Mu Zhou smiled:
"Anything this song can give me is more valuable than your vague affirmation."
Song Huaizhi's pupils constricted slightly, and his face darkened.
His chest was churning with violent waves of pounding.
He stared intently at Mu Zhou, his teeth slightly clenched.
"Do you know how much effort I've put in behind the scenes during this time? The Song family is extremely dissatisfied with you. You disappeared after your engagement and even dared to debut as a singer and expose yourself to the public eye. But I've cleaned up all of that for you."
He held his breath slightly, his face was cold and his aura was extremely heavy:
"Mu Zhou, my pampering has its limits. If you come back with me now, I can forgive and forget. You don't need to worry about anything else; I'll handle it. The engagement will proceed as planned, and you'll still be Mrs. Song. But if..."
"No need."
Mu Zhou interrupted his angry threat.
She looked at him quietly, her eyes showing neither hatred nor anger.
There was no love.
"My dream is not to be Mrs. Song."
When Mu Zhou finished speaking, he clearly saw Song Huaizhi's pupils suddenly contract.
His sudden surge of anger, panic, and disbelief ignited like a volcanic eruption, setting a dead mountain ablaze.
Mu Zhou instinctively sensed danger.
She turned to get out of the car, but Song Huaizhi was one step ahead of her and hooked his arm around her shoulder.
The next instant, the car door was opened from the outside.
Both of them were taken aback.
Outside the car, Shen Junchuan was slightly bowed, one hand in his trouser pocket and the other on the roof, looking languid.
His gaze swept over Mu Zhou and landed on Song Huaizhi.
His eyes were calm and clear, and he slightly parted his lips:
"What is this doing?"
The anger in Song Huaizhi's eyes subsided slightly, his voice turning icy:
"This has nothing to do with Mr. Shen. I suggest that Mr. Shen not get involved."
Mu Zhou subconsciously looked at Shen Junchuan, her eyes slightly reddening.
Noticing the two making eye contact, Song Huaizhi felt a pang in his heart, and a nameless panic washed over him.
He instinctively reached out to grab Mu Zhou's wrist.
But Shen Junchuan beat him to it.
Before Mu Zhou could react, Shen Junchuan suddenly leaned closer and wrapped his large hand around her waist.
He lifted her out of the car with just one hand.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around Shen Junchuan's neck, and didn't realize how she had gotten out until she stood on the ground.
Her eyes widened slightly as she stared blankly at Shen Junchuan.
She still had the same makeup from her previous stage performance, extremely bright, yet she wore such an adorable, bewildered expression.
They look adorably silly.
Shen Junchuan's lips curled slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.
His large hand left Mu Zhou's waist.
Mu Zhou also realized what was happening and quickly let go of his hand, taking a step back.
Song Huaizhi also got out of the car, his face already so cold it was almost frozen.
He stared at Shen Junchuan's hand and Mu Zhou's slightly flushed cheeks, then suddenly clenched his fist.
But as soon as he took a step forward, Shen Junchuan blocked Mu Zhou's way.
"Mr. Song, it would be better if you were more polite to the artists under my management."
Song Huaizhi met his gaze coldly, his eyes filled with a chilling intensity:
"This is my family matter, Mr. Shen, it's best if you don't interfere."
After saying that, he looked at Mu Zhou, who was hiding behind Shen Junchuan, his eyes filled with a faint, dark glint.
She actually hid behind another man right in front of him?
Has she forgotten that he is her only support, her family?
How dare she? !
His fierce gaze was so obvious that Mu Zhou dodged away and hid behind Shen Junchuan.
Fortunately, he was tall enough.
This undoubtedly further enraged Song Huaizhi.
He then turned to look at Shen Junchuan.
Some time ago, he tried to prevent Mu Zhou from debuting, hoping to discourage her.
But in the end, Mu Zhou still took the stage as scheduled.
He knew it must have been Shen Junchuan who made the move.
Both coming from prominent families, Song Huaizhi always looked down on Shen Junchuan's high-profile lifestyle.
However, their social circles did not overlap much, so they did not have much interaction.
I never imagined that Mu Zhou would be led astray by him to this extent.
If it weren't for him, Mu Zhou wouldn't have dared to openly challenge him like this.
Song Huaizhi subconsciously took all of her resistance as Shen Junchuan's instigation.
He would rather accept this than accept that Mu Zhou truly wanted to give up everything, no longer love him, and no longer love the Song family's power.
Song Huaizhi's face was tense, and his eyes were unfriendly.
Shen Junchuan remained unmoved by his threats, a cryptic smile even playing on his lips:
"Family matters? I'm afraid not."
Their gazes clashed in mid-air, sparks seemingly flying.
Mu Zhou didn't want to stay any longer, so she grabbed Shen Junchuan's clothes and shook them:
"I have a work commitment, can you take me there?"
Shen Junchuan suppressed his imposing aura and glanced at her with his eyes lowered.
"Well, let's go."
The two left just like that, and Song Huaizhi silently gritted his teeth.
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In the car, Mu Zhou remained silent for a long time before expressing his gratitude.
Shen Junchuan looked out the car window, his eyes dark and unfathomable, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
He didn't express any gratitude to Mu Zhou, but instead suddenly said, "You're really troublesome."
Mu Zhou gave an awkward twitch of his lips.
"Feel sorry."
She didn't expect Song Huaizhi to suddenly become so assertive.
Immediately afterward, Shen Junchuan turned his head abruptly and looked at her intently:
"If you dare to treat me as part of your play, and then get back together with him after you've had your fill of the 'runaway wife' act, I won't let you off the hook."
His expression remained unchanged, but his tone carried a hint of threat.
Mu Zhou blinked, and it took her a moment to understand what he meant.
She couldn't help but smile.
"Don't worry, boss, I promise I absolutely won't."
Shen Junchuan stared at her for a few seconds, and Mu Zhou immediately raised three fingers to swear:
"I swear."
Shen Junchuan narrowed his eyes before turning back to look out the car window.
Mu Zhou looked at his indistinct face reflected in the glass and smiled silently.