My wife is in my arms

Chapter 970 Concert Part Two
"right"

Han Hui replied, "They contacted the media, and the media found me. Now the person is dying. This is their last wish before they pass away. Whether it goes on or not... Are you at home now??"

"exist"

Jiang Yiren replied.

"Wait, I'm on my way to your house."

After saying that, Han Hui hung up the phone.

Jiang Yiren held her phone, her expression somewhat complicated. Of course, she hoped her husband would hold a concert, but she had tried to persuade him so many times without success. This time... Jiang Yiren knew that even if this was her husband's last wish, it was hard to say whether her husband would agree.

Moreover, Jiang Yiren could sense that it was her agent helping her.

Otherwise, Jiang Yiren believed that even if the media helped that girl contact Han Hui, Han Hui could simply refuse, and then this issue wouldn't even come to the attention of her husband.

Especially when it comes to fulfilling a fan's wish, if it were just a small wish, her husband might agree, such as to meet her or play a few pieces for her. But this... wanting to see her husband's concert is a much harder wish to fulfill.

After thinking for a while without coming up with a solution, Jiang Yiren gave up on continuing to think about it. Whether or not to help her fan fulfill such a wish depended mainly on her husband's opinion.

He disagrees, and no one can help him open it.

Holding her phone, Jiang Yiren walked around the yard a couple more times. When she felt the sunlight was getting a bit too intense, she went back upstairs to wait. About half an hour later, Han Hui appeared on the second floor of her house.

"Look, this is the letter that female fan wrote to your husband from her hospital bed."

He handed a letter to Jiang Yiren.

Han Hui sat on her sofa, poured herself a glass of water from the kettle on the coffee table, took a few sips, and then said, "This isn't about forcing your husband to perform; it's because his own fans want to see it. This girl is in a very bad situation right now. She said in her letter that she might not live to see your husband's concert, but she really wants to hear it. Her parents contacted several media outlets to fulfill their daughter's dying wish, and only one of them contacted me."

Jiang Yiren didn't say anything.

The letter wasn't sealed, so she took it out and started reading.

The handwriting was very neat, and the letter only mentioned that she wanted to see her husband's concert, and that "I may not be able to wait for your concert."

The following content was about her feelings after listening to the instrumental music composed by her husband, and how this music accompanied her through two rounds of chemotherapy, more than ten rounds of radiotherapy, and two rounds of targeted therapy.

"How to say!?"

After Jiang Yiren finished reading, Han Hui asked.

Jiang Yiren didn't answer. Instead, she picked up her phone and dialed her husband's number. After recounting what had happened, Zhang You's laughter came through the phone. He said, "This is a bit fake, isn't it! Diva, you want me to hold a concert? You don't need to use this kind of tactic! A fan's last wish? Who would make such a wish when they're about to die? Alright, your daughter's float has moved."

Then her husband's voice came through the phone, shouting, "Zhang Zishan, pull up the fishing rod... I told you to pull it up, but you didn't! Now the fish is definitely gone... Is this fish stupid?! It won't run away!"

"Dad, this is technology."

Her daughter's laughter came from inside.

"Technical skills my ass, I just ran into a dumb fish, I'm so lucky."

Listening to their back-and-forth conversation on the phone, Han Hui said, "Have your husband send over the location information, and show him the message."

Upon hearing her agent's words, Jiang Yiren immediately sent her husband a message after he hung up the phone. Soon after, her husband sent her his location.

When Jiang Yiren opened it, she saw that it was about 30 kilometers away.

"Let's go!"

Han Hui stood up from the sofa and went downstairs with Jiang Yiren. After Jiang Yiren sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt, Han Hui started the car and headed towards Zhang Youfa's location, saying, "Yiren, you see, this is how your manager treats you. To be honest, this has nothing to do with me. Even if your husband really put on a concert for this fan and made a lot of money, I wouldn't get a penny. But I'm still running around doing all this."

"Thanks," Jiang Yiren immediately expressed her gratitude.

"What good are verbal thanks? If you really want to be grateful to me, then let me be your husband's agent."

Han Hui said with a smile.

Do you think my word counts?!

Jiang Yiren asked back.

"I only said it casually because I knew it wasn't up to you."

Han Hui laughed and said, "Anyway, you have to remember how good I am to you. If I didn't know you wanted your husband to hold a concert, I wouldn't bother with this at all! So many people die every day in this society. Some people are thinking about what to eat for dinner one moment and are gone the next. Some people are thinking about what meaningful things to do the next day before they go to sleep, but they never wake up again. Who doesn't leave with some unfulfilled wishes and dreams before they die? So this isn't a big deal. But you're an artist under my management. If the media hadn't contacted me, I wouldn't have known. But since I know, I'm definitely telling you."

"Whether my husband agrees or not, I'm going to ask him to write a song for Menghan."

Jiang Yiren knew that Han Hui had said so much.

The core message is that since she has gone to such lengths, she hopes that the couple will reciprocate in kind.

really.

Upon hearing this, Han Hui's smile deepened.

As for the female fan's situation... I sympathize with her, but unless it happens to me or my family, I can't really empathize with her.

It's perfectly normal to listen to other people's misfortunes as if they were stories.

No one can truly understand another's suffering or hardship. Empathy is often just a fleeting feeling and has no real meaning. At funeral banquets, many people still smile broadly.

Therefore, Han Hui only viewed this as something that prompted Zhang You to hold a concert, and she couldn't feel much real connection to the girl's misfortune.

Thirty kilometers doesn't seem far, and it usually takes at most twenty or thirty minutes, but this time it took a full forty minutes. The main reason is that there is a long dirt road here, which is bumpy and narrow. It just so happens that it hasn't rained for the past few days. If it rained, unless it's a high-chassis commercial vehicle or an SUV, it would be impossible to drive in.

Open the car door.

Han Hui and Jiang Yiren, who was wearing a long dress, got out of the car.

The two soon spotted a black minivan parked by the roadside, but did not see Zhang You or the two children.

"How did your husband manage to find such a godforsaken place?"

Han Hui looked around at her surroundings.

Actually, the environment is quite nice. There is an island in the middle of the reservoir, and people are rowing boats on the lake. The lakeside is lush with vegetation, and willows are swaying, with some willow branches even drooping into the water.

For anglers, such a place is a treasure trove, but for Han Hui, the agent, staying around here, even during the day, makes her feel uneasy.

Jiang Yiren took out her phone and dialed her husband's number.

After hanging up, she and Han Hui walked forward together. After walking for about five or six minutes, they saw her husband and two children under the shade of a willow tree.

Her husband was seen holding a website next to their two children.

Jiang Yiren was somewhat surprised.

Didn't you bring your two kids here to fish?

Why is he standing next to them like a door god?!

(End of this chapter)