Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 434: Really Giving Her Face

Chapter 434: Chapter 434: Really Giving Her Face

Jin Ju walked in and gave a soft cough.

When Duan Chuchu saw Jin Ju, a smile immediately bloomed across her face. She ran over in quick strides, embraced Jin Ju tightly, and said happily, "Sister Jin Ju, how come you’re here? I haven’t seen you for such a long time; I’ve missed you so much."

Jin Ju’s gaze was heavy as she looked at Duan Chuchu.

If she hadn’t guessed wrong, Chuchu was the one leading the isolation of Song Ting.

This mustn’t have been a one- or two-day matter.

Jin Ju pulled Duan Chuchu aside and asked seriously, "Why are you isolating Song Ting?"

Duan Chuchu’s mouth opened and closed.

Jin Ju pressed on, "Why do something like this? Is it because of jealousy? Chuchu, don’t tell me you’re jealous of Song Ting."

Duan Chuchu’s face turned red, and she stared at Jin Ju with intensity.

Then, biting her teeth and with evident grievance, she said, "What, do you know her?"

Jin Ju openly replied, "Her niece, Song Yunuan, is a good friend of mine."

Duan Chuchu was also aware of who Song Yunuan was. These days in Beidu, she had become quite the topic of conversation; even the adults at home were talking about her.

All because she had exchanged for so much gold and jewels, and it was said that after the May Day, a large shipment of gold and gems would be transported back to the country.

Fuming, Duan Chuchu said, "Sister Jin Ju, do you have any proof that I’m jealous of her? She’s just a country bumpkin; for Duan Chuchu to be jealous of her would be giving her too much credit."

After her outburst, Duan Chuchu didn’t even look at Jin Ju and ran off.

A few other girls followed her.

Jin Ju had taken Duan Chuchu to the corner to talk.

At that moment, two other girls were glaring at Song Ting with rage.

But because a stranger had come into the rehearsal hall, and she seemed to have a strong presence, they merely gnashed their teeth at Song Ting and viewed her with contempt.

Song Ting ignored them, turned, and sat down in a chair to continue reading.

But her fingers were trembling.

Her fondness for the song and dance troupe had slowly turned into a heavy burden.

After interviewing Zhu Mann, Jin Ju made a point to bring up the issue. Jin Ju didn’t beat around the bush; she spoke directly.

Zhu Mann’s brows furrowed, "Duan Chuchu is narrow-minded. She lacks ability, yet her jealousy is strong. I’ve criticized her several times in meetings, but it hasn’t been very effective."

Zhu Mann gave a bitter smile, "It’s not that I won’t help Song Ting, but Jin Ju, you tell me about these girls’ interactions. What can I, as a leader, do?

Can I forcibly make them good friends?

Obviously, that’s impossible.

Even in a family, some siblings get along and others don’t; some might not interact for a lifetime. Let alone a group of strangers.

Song Ting started low, but she rose too quickly. It’s only natural that she would attract a lot of jealousy."

Jin Ju frowned, "This can’t go on; after losing their rationality, who knows what irreversible acts they might commit?"

Zhu Mann’s heart skipped a beat, "These girls wouldn’t resort to violence, would they?"

Whether they would resort to violence, Jin Ju naturally wouldn’t say.

She asked Zhu Mann to arrange a talk with Song Ting.

The reason was Song Ting’s niece, Song Yunuan, was her good friend.

The two often talked on the phone.

Zhu Mann also shared with her, "...Actually, I’ve talked to Chuchu and a few other girls privately about Tingting’s connections, but they don’t take it seriously, even accusing me of being opportunistic and trying to pressure them with power. One can’t force a bull to drink water by pushing its head; it’s no use bringing it up again."

Jin Ju went to find Song Ting.

Song Ting was surprised.

She had seen Jin Ju once but hadn’t spoken to her. However, Little Nuan had told her that the deputy editor of the major newspaper, Jin Ju, was her friend and that she could seek her out if needed.

Jin Ju got straight to the point, "I saw it all from the doorway just now. You’re not in a good place here; everyone is isolating you. You don’t even have a single friend, and your family isn’t here. How many days can you withstand a life like this? Do your family know? Does Little Nuan know?"

Song Ting was calm at this moment.

After all, she was facing Jin Ju.

If it had been before, where would she have had the chance to see such a young, promising, and good-looking chief editor of a major newspaper?

When it came to Song Yunuan, Song Ting’s voice became exceptionally gentle, her eyes brimming with smiles, "Little Nuan wanted to come over last time to check on the situation, but I didn’t let her.

Little Nuan is always protective of me. She wanted to see if I was being mistreated here, I knew what she meant.

But I didn’t want her to hear those cold words and witness the pushing and shoving. If Little Nuan saw that, knowing her temperament, she would definitely stand up for me.

But how could she stand up for me?

Was she supposed to make these people shut up?

They might shut their mouths, but they could still curse me with their eyes.

Was I also supposed to ask them not to look at me?

They ostracized me, but could I forcefully demand them to be my friends?"

Jin Ju frowned, what Song Ting said made sense.

She had observed those young men and women just now; not a single one was from outside Beidu. They were all locals.

It could be said each had their own significant background.

She spoke unhurriedly, "Little Nuan is very clever. If you talk to her, she might come up with a solution."

Song Ting was silent for a moment before she spoke, "I am where I am today because of Little Nuan’s help. She has already set me on horseback and sent me on my way. Can she always follow me?

Moreover, my second uncle, Old Master Ji, and Sister Xinyi often come to see me, and Chairman Xia, Little Nuan’s grandfather, has also visited me once.

Chu Zizhou has also come several times.

But these people don’t care about that. Instead, they use it as an excuse to mock me.

How can my lone voice prevail over theirs?

I will endure. I will treasure the opportunity Little Nuan has given me.

I’ll be fine once I go to the music academy for further studies in the autumn. It’s just a few months; I can bear it.

Besides, when I go for further studies at the music academy, will I not encounter this situation?

There are people with condescending looks everywhere.

I either learn to cope or learn to endure in silence."

Jin Ju was somewhat silent.

Though Song Ting seemed a bit timid, for her, this was the best way to handle the situation at the moment.

However, Jin Ju still called Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan glared, "Oh my gosh, they’ve got some nerve, daring to bully my youngest aunt."

Jin Ju half-joked, half-seriously said, "Otherwise, what can you do? Can you come to Beidu to support your youngest aunt and fight them?"

Song Yunuan immediately said, "No, no, no, I am a civilized person, always convincing others with rationality. However, bullying is a form of harm that can drive a person to mental illness, even lead them to suicidal thoughts. It’s no small matter."

Jin Ju was startled but also felt that Song Nuan was right.

"You’re right."

"Actually, this phenomenon of bullying is everywhere, but in the song and dance ensemble, if real bullying occurs, severe consequences are likely to follow.

If someone harbors evil intentions and harms my youngest aunt’s throat, that would be irreversible damage.

Sister Ju, I’m taking a leave of absence now and should be able to reach Beidu the day after tomorrow. Please call my youngest aunt and ask her to take a few days off to stay at my house..."

Not knowing might have been better.

But according to the usual twists of the plot, now that she knew, something was likely to happen.

My youngest aunt’s throat is important; she relies on it for her livelihood.

So, she has to go to Beidu.