Part 17

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As I guessed, within a year, the entertainment industry forgot about me.


But overnight, I was brought back to everyone's attention again.

Jiang Yi Ming's variety show is somewhat charitable in nature, plus it features some big shots, so it's got a huge following.

My appearance made them recall who "Jiang Cheng" was and what this person had done.

The internet has no memory, but that statement comes with a condition.

It's a pity that despite all the criticism, they can't find any account that belongs to me now.

In the evening, I saw the program crew wandering near my yard again. I couldn't help but frown. They probably noticed the attention and wanted to utilize my precarious reputation again.

They had a village officer contact me, saying they wanted to do an interview.

I declined.

With no company, no contracts, this kind of life is addictive.

Recently, I've been raising a small cat, a little orange one. I named it Orange. It often dashes around the yard, but it's sensible enough not to touch my flowers, and it knows to stay away from harmful plants.

Because of the cat, my expenses have increased slightly.

I searched for Orange in the yard to feed it.

"Brother Jiang Cheng," I heard Jiang Yi Ming's voice.

Through my door, I saw my so-called brother, who actually is only a few days younger than me.

We stared at each other through a hollow door. In his eyes, there was an unnoticed sense of pride and disdain.

He and I, before the age of twelve, seemed to have switched roles. After twelve, it felt like I've always been used as a control group.

As the biological child who was aware of my parents' favoritism, I suffered from their neglect.

Naturally, I dislike Jiang Yi Ming, but I know my pain doesn't solely come from him.

Over the past year, I've come to terms with the past twenty-plus years.

"Jiang Yi Ming, what's up?" I didn't intend to let him in.

He said, "Why did you directly delete all your social media accounts? Clearly, there are still many people who like you. Haven't you thought about them?"

The entertainment industry is such a strange place. Even though most people are criticizing me, there's still a small group who supports me.

But there are too many people in the entertainment industry, and I'm not important.

They'll find someone else to like.

I looked at Jiang Yi Ming and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Over the past few years, I've suffered a lot under Jiang Yi Ming's hand, so if he's here without mentioning our parents or the Jiang family, I should know something's not right.

Unaware of the calculation in his eyes, he continued, "Brother Jiang Cheng, I think you don't have to be so impulsive. Many people still care about you..."

I interrupted him, "So, do you care about me too?"

He hesitated for a moment and instinctively said, "Of course."

I smirked at him, "Since that's the case, then tell me about Mom and Dad. Are they still doing well? Are you taking good care of them, little brother?"

In a split second, I saw surprise flicker in Jiang Yi Ming's eyes.

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