Jealous woman
1491 Words
Everyone present was stunned.
As a judge, Ye Ruowan had the power to veto a contestant once, and no one expected her to use it now.
It seemed the rumors online were true—she was really afraid that Han Shuangshuang would take her place as the lady of Luyin Entertainment.
An hour later.
In the nanny van.
“The news is blowing up again, saying you abused your power. Han Shuangshuang is tone-deaf, but she won’t allow others to reject her?” Sister Zhao was urgently arranging for public relations.
Ye Ruowan stopped her from making the call. “The truth will speak for itself. There’s no need to explain. Also, resign my position as a mentor for this show.”
After saying this, she leaned back in her seat and slowly closed her eyes.
Her illness didn’t allow her to get too emotional. So what if she was wronged? She had grown used to it over the years.
Back at Luyin Entertainment.
Along the way, many strange glances were cast in her direction, but Ye Ruowan acted as if she didn’t notice.
She took the elevator to her office, but as soon as she arrived, she saw workers moving her things out.
“What are you doing?” Sister Zhao rushed to stop them.
“It’s President Lu’s orders. This will be Han Shuangshuang’s new lounge,” an HR representative hurriedly explained.
Hearing this, Sister Zhao was about to argue, but Ye Ruowan stopped her. “I’ll go talk to Brother Han.”
Top floor, CEO’s office.
Lu Hanye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, impeccably dressed in a suit. When he heard the door open, he glanced sideways.
“Ye Ruowan, don’t you think you’ve changed?” he started off with an accusation.
Changed? Ye Ruowan was caught off guard by his words. She swallowed the bitterness in her throat and explained, “Han Shuangshuang isn’t fit to be a singer. I want the music industry to stay pure because it’s my dream.”
Three years ago, she had retired from the music scene due to health issues, only working behind the scenes as a mentor.
Her lifelong dream was to have another chance to return to the stage. She didn’t want that dream to be tainted by someone who knew nothing about music.
“From today on, you don’t need to come to the company anymore,” Lu Hanye said coldly.
Ye Ruowan was momentarily speechless.
Lu Hanye looked at her pale face, stepped forward, and softened his tone. “Your health isn’t good to begin with. Isn’t it enough to be Mrs. Lu? Don’t worry; the position of Luyin’s lady boss will always be yours!”
Ye Ruowan raised her head to look at Lu Hanye’s familiar face. “So, you also think I’m afraid of losing my position as Luyin’s lady boss, so I’m using my power for personal revenge?”
“Secretary Wu, see Mrs. Lu out,” Lu Hanye clearly had no patience left.
He couldn’t even be bothered to comfort her with a lie.
Ye Ruowan lowered her eyes. “I can leave on my own.”
Back at the lonely home.
Duoduo, who had been waiting by the door, wagged his tail and approached her.
After twelve years of raising Duoduo, he was the only one who hadn’t changed.
“Duoduo, I can stay at home with you every day from now on.”
But Duoduo was old. The once lively games were gone, replaced by quiet companionship in the large villa.
Ye Ruowan leaned on the sofa and soon drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she fell into an abyss, struggling to breathe as if she were dying…
A wet sensation on her face woke her. Ye Ruowan clutched her painfully throbbing heart and gasped for air.
Duoduo was licking her hands and face repeatedly.
“Thank you…”
Just then, the phone rang urgently.
Ye Ruowan picked up her phone—it was her mother calling.
“Ruowan, I’ve found a doctor who specializes in infertility. Bring Hanye over tomorrow.”
Ye Ruowan looked up at the European-style clock in the room; it was already ten o’clock at night.
Lu Hanye hadn’t come home yet…
“Alright.” Ye Ruowan hung up the phone and sent a message to Lu Hanye.
Soon, she received a reply.
“You go by yourself!”
The cold words on the screen felt like invisible needles piercing through her.
Ye Ruowan had already expected Lu Hanye to refuse, but she didn’t anticipate it being so decisive.
In the past, no matter how busy or tired he was, he would always be there for her.
But in recent years…
The next day.
At the private hospital.
The elderly doctor with white hair shook his head. “Ms. Ye, have you not had your period for a long time?”
“Yes,” Ye Ruowan nodded.
The doctor looked at Ye Ruowan’s mother beside her. “Sister, I can’t help with this.”
The single sentence added another scar to Ye Ruowan’s already wounded heart.
For eight years, she had taken various medications, undergone several surgeries, and consulted both Western and traditional Chinese medicine, but she still couldn’t have a child…
This wasn’t the most painful part; the most painful part was that every time she came to the hospital, it felt like she was being hurt all over again.
On the way out of the hospital, Ye Ruowan’s mother comforted her. “That doctor was clearly not good enough. I’ll find an overseas specialist for you next time.”
Ye Ruowan’s throat tightened. Not wanting to disappoint her mother’s hopes, she replied quietly, “Okay.”
The fine sunlight outside bathed her completely, making her seem even more solitary.
Seeing her daughter in a thick sweater in the middle of summer, her mother felt a pang of sorrow. “Is Han Ye so busy? It shouldn’t take more than an hour to come here.”
“He has many engagements and really can’t make it back.”
After telling so many lies, even Ye Ruowan started to believe them.
Her mother didn’t press further. As they were about to drop her off at home, she stuffed a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine into Ye Ruowan’s arms.
“Take this three times a day. You must drink it.”
Ye Ruowan looked at the medicine in her arms and couldn’t help but murmur, “Mom, why do you insist on me having a child?”
Knowing it’s impossible…
Her mother gently brushed the stray hair from Ye Ruowan’s ear. “What else? I want you to have someone to care for you when you’re old, someone to keep you company.”
The older generation thinks this way, hoping for a house full of children and grandchildren.
Watching her mother leave alone, Ye Ruowan suddenly felt like she was failing in her duties.
After her father passed away, she hadn’t taken care of her mother or been there for her…
Back at home, Ye Ruowan called Lu Hanye.
“What’s the matter now?” The man’s impatient voice came through as soon as the call connected.
Wasn’t she just asking him about something last night?
“Nothing…” Ye Ruowan’s voice grew somber.
Lu Hanye furrowed his brows, recalling she should have gone to the hospital again today.
“Don’t you know how busy I am?”
Ye Ruowan felt a pang in her chest. “Brother Han, I want to move back to my parents’ house.”
On the other end, Lu Hanye’s hand paused while signing documents. His tone dropped, “What are you throwing a tantrum about now? Is it my fault that you can’t have children?”
Ye Ruowan’s face turned pale, and even Duoduo’s attempt to offer her medication felt distant.
Lu Hanye continued speaking, “The doctor said my health is fine. You and your mother keep going to the hospital to find problems, and now you’re making a scene when you get back?!”
Realizing the phone line was silent, he restrained himself.
“I’ve already said that whether or not we have children, I won’t divorce you. Stop causing trouble!”
After hanging up, Lu Hanye vaguely heard a “bang!” and the sound of barking on the other end of the line.
He didn’t pay much attention, assuming Ye Ruowan had just thrown her phone.
After all, she had done this kind of thing before.
Frustrated, Lu Hanye turned off his phone. He didn’t understand how Ye Ruowan, once so innocent and carefree, had become like this.
His workday stretched until ten o’clock at night.
When he finally checked his phone, he saw 34 missed calls from his mother-in-law.
Lu Hanye quickly called her back.
On the other end, Ye Ruowan’s mother’s voice was hoarse. “Han Ye, come to the hospital.”
- Writer
