Chapter 119: Termination of the Contract

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A reality dating show? It was suspended, and whether the remaining payment would even be disbursed was still in question. Anyway, the deposit was still in the company’s account! But even if it never aired, he would still get a cut of over a hundred thousand.

As for the current film project? Ji Ya had offered him quite a good price, but it barely scraped together around two million.

And then there was “Talent Show”! He could wait to terminate his contract after winning the championship; by then, if the prize money Ji Ya promised wasn’t revoked, he’d be set.

Adding it all up—oh, and the song he just performed, “Not Only Time Is Lost,” judging by the crowd’s reaction at the music festival, it should earn even more than his previous two tracks.

Calculating everything, three million was within reach, with some left over. More than enough for him to open a shop or start a side business to cover living expenses. Most importantly, he’d be his own boss, free to enjoy life as he pleased. That was what he had truly longed for the moment he was reborn.

But then another thought occurred to him—something felt off…

When he first came back to life, his ambition was to rise to the top of the entertainment industry and trample those two who had hurt him beneath his feet! So… hmm.

Considering all this, Lin Yu quickly regretted his resolute decision to terminate the contract. But a stubborn man must stick to his words—he had to keep up the pretense! Only then could he one day freely seek revenge on those who had wronged him.

If his agent kept a close watch on his every move, how could he ever fulfill his desire for revenge, even if he stood at the pinnacle of success?

Exactly! He realized now that what he truly wanted was a life of freedom in the future—a life unrestrained, able to do as he pleased!

Stubborn? Then stubborn he would be!

“Three million is nothing. It’s not like I can’t afford it.”

He recalled all the grievances of his past life—running himself ragged for his ex, and in the end, what did he get in return!

This time, even if he aimed for the top, it would be the summit of freedom—an unshackled peak!

In his previous life, he was worn down by his ex-girlfriend’s greed; in this one, would he lose his freedom for fame and fortune? Impossible! Absolutely not!

Though wealth always comes at a price, sacrificing anything—oh, except for his looks—was acceptable, but never his freedom!

Otherwise, he might as well die again! Start over, and refuse to sign with Ji Ya!

He could always find a better agency!

The world was vast—surely there was a place where he could settle down and be at peace!

…

Ji Ya saw that he had made up his mind, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

Su Xiaolin looked at Lin Yu, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing and followed Ji Ya.

Lin Yu considered calling out to them, but he was determined to keep up his stubborn front. If he didn’t fight for his own freedom, everything in the future would be restricted—how would that be any different from his previous life?

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For others? No! This time, he had to live for himself!

Whether it was revenge or gratitude, it was all for his own sake!

He was stubborn in word and deed; he turned and left without hesitation!

Ji Ya, halfway down the corridor, turned to look back.

She thought he might stop them, but instead, he didn’t even glance their way and walked away even faster than they did!

Damn!

It hurt.

How could she describe it?

It hurt so much she could barely breathe—so this kind of pain was real after all!

He was the talented artist she had personally signed—a unique honor none of her company’s other artists could claim; every one of them had begged for a contract.

She had brought him in herself. The resolute light in his eyes when he first signed wasn’t a lie—his ambition to reach the top of the entertainment world was genuine!

And yet, now, he wouldn’t make even the slightest concession for a freedom he could have preserved with just a word?

She wasn’t disappointed—no, she was… heartbroken.

Lin Yu could certainly feel Ji Ya’s gaze; he looked back, locking eyes with her.

The three of them stared at each other.

Su Xiaolin suddenly felt like an outsider—excluded and out of place.

She glanced at Lin Yu, then at Ji Ya, feeling flustered.

“Boss, why are your eyes red?”

What? She gritted her teeth. How could Lin Yu be so oblivious? He was so adept at writing heartbreaking songs—surely he should understand how much pain a wounded heart could feel! And yet here he was, hurting Ji Ya’s heart!

Ji Ya was always swamped with work; tomorrow she had to catch an early flight overseas for business. Exhausted as she was, she still made time to come discuss his contract—wasn’t that proof enough of how much she valued him?

Lin Yu was not a cold or heartless man. He’d been in love and been hurt before. All those sorrowful love songs he wrote came from the deepest, most genuine place in his heart—born out of his own pain. Every lyric was a catharsis, or rather, borrowed from the most beloved tearjerkers of the future!

The most direct lyrics, the most moving melodies—even if the songs were borrowed, the feelings he poured into them were absolutely real!

For a moment, Lin Yu was at a loss.

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Really, at a time like this, he was still thinking about these things? As long as no one exposed him, it wasn’t really stealing—no, wait… Was Ji Ya actually hurt by all this?

The realization hit him belatedly, and he felt a sharp pang of guilt. Perhaps he’d gone too far. When they first signed, they had agreed to strive together for his rise to the top of the entertainment world.

Ji Ya had always quietly supported him; he knew this in his heart. Yet now, he hadn’t even tried to comfort her? That was too much—even he couldn’t stand himself!

Was it right to disregard others’ feelings just because he’d been deeply hurt by a toxic relationship in his past life?

At that moment, Ji Ya slowly returned to herself. What was happening to her?

It was a strange feeling—a sudden, overwhelming urge for him to understand her heart.

But she’d never been in love before; she didn’t know how to express it. So she reached into her bag and took out something she’d prepared long ago, intending to use it to awaken him.

“Lin Yu.”

It was an imitation painting, already framed, for which Ji Ya had spent a small fortune hiring an expert to complete in just a few days. Inside the golden frame, the most striking feature was a drawing of two little figures they had sketched together.

Lin Yu couldn’t help but laugh, and Ji Ya laughed with him.

The memories resurfaced in his mind…

Perhaps, the two of them were not meant to part ways so easily.

…

Su Xiaolin truly couldn’t make sense of it all.

Just moments ago, it felt like they were going their separate ways; now, suddenly, the very air seemed sweet with affection!

What was this? In the drama between three people, was one destined to always be the outsider? Fine, let the outsider’s corpse find a cold corner to lie down in.

After all, Lin Yu was a man, and a gentleman at that. Though it was customary to let the lady take the first step, when it came to making up, surely the man should take the initiative.

He took ninety-nine steps forward; Ji Ya only needed to take one. They exchanged a silent smile, as if nothing had happened, yet in their eyes shone a deeper affection.

Only those in love, or those yearning for each other, could reveal such tenderness.