Li Yu frowned, a bit impatient. He knew that this person wouldn’t sign easily.
Hoh…so it’s like this. He had actually wanted to use the drama ‘Order of the Zijing’ to threaten President Shen?
And the second male lead?
Li Yu sneered in his mind, his gaze a bit colder when he looked at Ming Heng.
He no longer said anything, and instead had called Shen Mohan directly.
Ming Heng hadn’t even bothered listening to their conversation.
He recalled the plot of the novel. In the novel, Wang Yueling didn’t have many scenes. It focused more on how stubborn the previous host was to obtain the role of the second male lead in the ‘Order of the Zijing’. It’s genuinely better if she rather go without than put up with a shoddy option. ¹
She wouldn’t care how powerful your identity was or how good-looking you were. She would only look at an individual’s acting skills. If you couldn’t assert the emotions that she had wanted to see, no matter how powerful your background or how beautiful your appearance, she’ll kick you.
Ming Heng had absolute confidence in his acting skills. As long as he went to the audition, he’s confident that he could get the role.
However, this matter must be approved by Shen Mohan, otherwise he’s afraid that he wouldn’t even be able to take a single step inside Xingxin Media.
“Young Master Ming, President Shen said that he would agree to your request. However, you must sell him the house in Shanshui Heights. Moreover, you can’t buy any other house in that area.”
Li Yu’s indifferent voice pulled Ming Heng out of his thoughts. He froze slightly and quickly understood Shen Mohan’s intention.
Shanshui Heights was a gathering place for the rich in the imperial capital. It had excellent feng shui, strong concealment, perfect security facilities and a quiet environment. Many big stars liked living in this kind of residence.
Shen Mohan usually lived in Shanshui Heights. In order to get close to Shen Mohan, the original host paid a high price and used his family’s connections to forcefully buy the house opposite Shen Mohan.
Now, Shen Mohan proposed to sell the house to him instead of letting him sell it himself, probably because he’s afraid that if he were to be the one who would sell the house, he would buy it back from someone else’s hand in the future.
He wanted to buy it for himself in order to avoid future troubles.
Ming Heng frowned. Honestly speaking, he didn’t want to sell the house in Shanshui Heights very much. After all, it’s the most suitable place for stars to live. It’s very important for him to have a good living environment for his future development in the entertainment circle.
Forget it. The most important thing he should focus on right now was to get the role of Order of Zijing’s second male lead. As for the house, the original host owned more than one under his name.
So Ming Heng had only hesitated for two seconds before he agreed, “Okay.”
Li Yu froze for a moment. He probably hadn’t expected Ming Heng to agree so easily, but he soon regained his composure. Although he was a little suspicious about this man’s abnormality, it didn’t matter. As long as this person would sign, who cares what kind of demon he would be in the future?
“Then sign it.” He handed over the divorce papers and pen in his hand with a tone of urgency, fearing that he might suddenly back out.
The corner of Ming Heng’s mouth twitched. He took the pen and the divorce agreement with a stiff profile. He hadn’t even bothered reading it, and signed it neatly.
Two very beautiful words leaped off the paper. With a single clear stroke, both powerful and bold, it resembled a sand painting.
Li Yu raised an eyebrow in surprise. This person’s character isn’t likeable, but I didn’t expect that he would have very nice handwriting.
Ming Heng didn’t know what Li Yu was currently thinking. He returned the signed divorce agreement to him, “Well, I hope Mr. Shen would keep his word.”
Li Yu: “….”
“I’ll pass this on to President Shen.” Li Yu impassively received the divorce agreement.
He put the divorce agreement into his briefcase and said to Ming Heng: “President Shen said that you should prepare the relevant documents and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau at two o’clock in the afternoon, and handle the house on the way after going through the formalities.”
Ming Heng responded faintly, “Got it.”
After saying all that had to be said, Li Yu stopped, no longer bothering to talk and left immediately.
Listening to the sound of the door opening and closing, Ming Heng heaved a relieved sigh.
He no longer hesitated. In the afternoon, he had to sell the house in Shanshui Heights, contact the moving company, and then go back to pack and prepare for the move.
The original owner had several houses under his name, but only two were closest to the city center. One was in the Jinhua Villa, which was also an high-end community, and one in Shanshui Heights. Now that the house was in the process of being sold, he could only move over to the Jinhua Villa.
As for the other apartments, they were either on the beach or outside the city, which was too far away from the city center for permanent residence.
Ming Heng downloaded a housekeeping service app, contacted a nearby moving company, paid a deposit, and made an appointment with the other party to come to Shanshui Heights after ten o’clock. Then he took his things and left the hotel.
It was sunny and breezy outside.
Enduring his physical discomfort, Ming Heng found a breakfast shop nearby and had a casual breakfast. Then he took a taxi back to his house in Shanshui Heights.
The house was situated on the 19th floor, and it was really quiet. When Ming Heng took the elevator, he hadn’t encountered a single person.
When the elevator stopped at the 19th floor, Ming Heng stepped out of the elevator, turned a corner, and arrived at the door of the house.
There were only four families living on this floor. The one the original owner lived in was only parallel to Shen Mohan’s.
To be honest, the environment here was really good. It’s quiet and secluded. The house had a large area, and most importantly, its layout, decoration and lighting were very much tailored to Ming Heng’s liking.
It’s a pity that such a nice house was about to be sold. He felt a bit sad.
But forget it, instead of living here to annoy people, it would be better to live in another place. Anyway, he didn’t want to have anything to do with Shen Mohan. Although the male lead Shen Mohan had a very strong personality, he didn’t want to pester Shen Mohan like the original host.
Ming Heng hummed a tune, comfortably soaked in a hot bath. The ache all over his body had immediately dissipated a lot.
He walked to the closet wrapped in a bath towel, took out a set of clothes from it and changed. Although the original host inevitably made changes, he still had a good aesthetic in clothes. After all, he was born into a rich family and received higher education since childhood. He had the same etiquette and rules.
Ming Heng couldn’t help thinking that if the original Ming Heng hadn’t fallen in love with a man he shouldn’t have loved, could such an excellent person have that kind of ending?
In conclusion, it was best not to touch illusory things such as love, because if you do, a single touch would bring chaos.
To summarize, before loving others, you must first learn to love yourself.
After Ming Heng cleaned himself up, he started to pack his things.
Fortunately, there weren’t too many. They’re nothing but clothes, shoes, etc. It took Ming Heng half an hour to pack them up and fill two suitcases to the brim.
As for the remaining furniture, he’d just have to wait for the people from the moving company to come.
There was still a long time to go before the appointment, so Ming Heng simply sat on the balcony, swiping his phone while waiting.
He first went to download the novel ‘Order of the Zijing’ and planned to burn the midnight oil to finish it.
He then looked up Wang Yueling’s information on the Internet. Wang Yueling would turn 33 this year, and the first adaptation she had filmed was the palace court drama, “For the Minister” five years ago. It had quickly exploded in popularity upon its release, winning her first best screenplay award in her life, making her the youngest and most popular female screenwriter in the industry.
Currently, Wang Yueling bought the copyright of the novel ‘Order of the Zijing’ and led her own team to adapt it personally. She was also responsible for the casting, costumes, props, site selection, etc.
Ming Heng logged into Weibo and searched for Wang Yueling. He followed her, then also followed the official blog of the cast of “Order of the Zijing”.
The final make-up photos of the ‘Order of the Zijing’ have yet to be released, but the shooting date has been decided at the end of March. There were still more than 20 days to go.
The original host didn’t have any fans. The hundreds of people who had paid attention to him were either for his appearance or for his family background.
Ming Heng casually scrolled through the original owner’s previous Weibo posts, and was left speechless.
All hundreds of posts were related to Shen Mohan.
Ming Heng casually flipped through it. Not to mention, the more he looked at it, the more he felt he was on top.² So then, he deleted all those posts and unfollowed Shen Mohan.
Both his phone number and WeChat were also deleted. Then, his WeChat profile, which was still Shen Mohan: changed!
WeChat name, change it!
After that, all the comments related to Shen Mohan posted in the Moments were also deleted by Ming Heng.
After doing so, Ming Heng posted a moment: Hello, new life.
Then attached a selfie.
As a result, shortly after he had finished posting his Moment, his phone rang.
The caller ID was “Yang Shuo”, the original host’s only friend in the truest sense of the word, who could also be considered as his best friend.
Ming Heng hesitated for a moment, but still answered the phone.
Yang Shuo’s loud voice suddenly exploded in his ears, “Holy shit Ming Heng, someone hacked your WeChat!”
Ming Heng’s ears almost deafened, so he distanced the phone from his ears. “Can you keep your voice down? My ears were about to go deaf.”
“No, you hurry up and tell me. Was your WeChat hacked, huh?”
Ming Heng rolled his eyes, “No, I just posted a moment.”
Yang Shuo: “….”
It’s only after seeing the damn moments that Laozi suspected your account has been hacked, ah!
Yang Shuo scratched his hair and directly asked, “What’s wrong with you, ah? The profile has changed, your name has also been changed, and all your previous Moments were deleted! Shit! If I hadn’t commented, I wouldn’t have recognized it was you!”
Ming Heng was just about to speak when a phone call suddenly went through. He guessed that the people from the moving company had arrived, so he said to Yang Shuo, “So what? I’m busy here. We’ll talk later.”
“What?” Yang Shuo was taken aback for a moment. When he reacted, the call had already ended.
“Fuck! What the hell is this Ming Heng up to?” Yang Shuo muttered, always feeling that today’s Ming Heng was a little strange.
On the other side, the moving company sent a total of eight people and four or two trucks came over.
The furniture was all high-end goods. Those people were extra careful when they dismantled it, for fear that it might be scratched or damaged, so the speed was a little slow.
Ming Heng also didn’t rush, during which he received two more phone calls.
One was Ming Xiao, the original host’s elder brother. And the other was Zheng Wanyan, the original host’s mother who, like Yang Shuo, had thought his WeChat had been hacked.
But Ming Heng hadn’t bothered to explain to the two people on the phone. He only said that he would go back in the evening.
¹ It’s genuinely better if she rather go without than put up with a shoddy option — It’s better to put quality before quantity.
² top — is an internet term that refers to impulsiveness and loss of reason.