Volume One, Chapter 131: When I Call, I Just Want to Say Two Words to You
“Now you finally decide to look for me, Jiang Yu. I gave you chances, but you forced me to do this...”
On the other end of the line, Zhao Yiyi was screaming hysterically.
Jiang Yu listened calmly to her outburst. “Finished speaking?”
Zhao Yiyi was stunned by his indifferent tone. How could Jiang Yu be so detached?
“Do you know why I’m calling you?” Jiang Yu asked without hiding anything.
Zhao Yiyi was even more bewildered. Wasn’t he supposed to beg her? A dreadful premonition rose silently in her heart.
“Jiang Yu, I’m telling you, if you want to get back together, it’s not too late. I’ll explain everything to the media.”
“You’re overthinking it.”
Jiang Yu said lightly, “I called just to say two simple words to you.”
“Idiot!”
He hung up and immediately blacklisted Zhao Yiyi again.
Listening to the dial tone, Zhao Yiyi froze. She had imagined many possibilities—Jiang Yu begging her, Jiang Yu cursing her out in a frenzy—but never this. Only two cold, indifferent words.
Furious and humiliated, she shouted, “Jiang Yu, you bastard!”
She kept trying to call, but all she got was, “The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.”
How could this be?
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Meanwhile, Jiang Yu and his companions watched the flurry of online rumors as if they were watching a bunch of clowns.
These people were vicious.
Various cries of “Who understands, family?”
The martial artists were all righteously indignant, hiding behind clichés, ignoring facts, and ruthlessly criticizing Jiang Yu from every angle.
In short, in their mouths, Jiang Yu had become an unforgivable villain.
One who must be punished to appease public anger.
“Truly frightening,” Jiang Yu shook his head and looked at Su Ling. “Sis, release the video with sound. Also, the deleted chat records from my WeChat have been recovered.”
He handed his phone to Su Ling as he spoke.
“That kid’s got guts. As a celebrity, he just hands me his phone like that.” Su Ling took the phone, smiling at Su Muyu, “Xiaoyu, this guy’s alright.”
She began to read the chat logs, growing angrier with every message.
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Most of those messages were either demands for money or on the way to asking for money.
A thousand, two thousand, five thousand, countless transfers amounting to tens of thousands in total.
Maybe tens of thousands wasn’t much for Jiang Yu now, but back in his student days, it was a fortune.
For a student to shell out that much money... it was unimaginable how much hardship Jiang Yu must have endured.
Even Jiang Yu was stunned; he hadn’t realized how deeply his former self had been sucked into licking Zhao Yiyi’s boots.
The chat logs also revealed nights spent away from home, with the excuse of hanging out with girlfriends—everyone who knew, knew the truth.
Until the affair happened, with a very clear photo as proof.
Seeing the image, Su Ling’s anger boiled over. She looked at Jiang Yu: “Is this your ex-girlfriend?”
Jiang Yu forced a smile, “I was young and reckless, didn’t understand the dangers of the world.”
Su Ling rolled her eyes.
Wu Kenan spent over an hour organizing all the evidence.
Jiang Yu opened Weibo.
His phone began to beep incessantly, like Morse code.
Private messages, mentions, comments—all had over 99 notifications.
Jiang Yu didn’t bother to check.
He already knew what kind of scene his Weibo must be.
In this world, there were always some people with nothing better to do—those who would step on anyone, those betrayed by their wives, or those who could never enjoy a decent meal in their lives.
In short, miserable in real life but ruthless online.
No need to pay them any mind.
Finally, Jiang Yu updated his Weibo.
He posted several updates. Because there were so many chat logs,
he didn’t say a word—just posted all the chat records,
and at the end, attached a full video with sound.
Originally, Su Muyu wanted to appear in it too, but Jiang Yu edited it out to protect her.
“All done.”
After posting the last Weibo, Jiang Yu smiled lightly, “That stupid woman—doesn’t she know I have these chats? So dumb. I don’t even know what I saw in her back then.”
Su Muyu stepped forward and placed a hand on Jiang Yu’s shoulder.
Jiang Yu clasped her hand on his shoulder, looked up at her smiling face, returned a faint smile, then turned back to watch the Weibo reactions on his tablet.
He hoped this time to completely sever ties with that loathsome woman.
As for Li Gang, Jiang Yu didn’t expect to take him down with this. After all, he was the head of a huge entertainment company. But even if he couldn’t bring him down, at least he could disgust him.
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Once Jiang Yu posted on Weibo, a crowd swarmed instantly.
After all, this matter had been under continuous scrutiny.
Seeing Jiang Yu’s multiple posts, his fans began to feel vindicated.
Meanwhile, netizens were suddenly furious.
So this was the truth: that Zhao Yiyi was the utterly despicable scoundrel.
This whole thing was her scheming to turn the tables on Jiang Yu, a self-directed farce.
Public opinion began to shift in Jiang Yu’s favor.
“Make some noise! Why are you silent now? Weren’t you saying it was all Jiang Yu’s fault?”
“Whose fault is it really? Where are those people shouting now? Is this what you call a man?”
“The truth’s out, and now they disappear?”
“As everyone knows, they never fight losing battles!”
In Jiangxia.
Zhao Yiyi saw Jiang Yu’s Weibo posts and was stunned when she opened the first image.
The first post showed her asking Jiang Yu for money to buy a handbag.
The second exposed her nights out without returning home.
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Near the end, a message read, “Since you’ve seen this, I won’t say more. Let’s break up. I want a dragon soaring in the sky.”
The penultimate message said, “Let’s end our graduation party duo. I’m afraid my current boyfriend will misunderstand.”
It included a high-definition photo of a man and a woman kissing passionately.
After seeing all this, she panicked completely. Hatred had clouded her mind before; she had forgotten about the chat records with Jiang Yu.
The final straw was the video recorded at the gym entrance, with sound.
In the video, her apologies to Jiang Yu were clear, followed by hateful words when the apology failed—everything crystal clear.
She was frantic, utterly frantic.
She hurriedly pulled out her phone, sent a WeChat message, the red exclamation mark appearing.
She tried calling.
“Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later...”