Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 1080 - 1079

In a mansion worth over a hundred million, Hua Yiwu was lying on the sofa casually dressed, with a stubbly beard, staring blankly at the ceiling. He looked nothing like a big star now, more like a slovenly recluse.

This state of his has lasted for half a month.

Mrs. Hua came in from outside and looked at her son with a heart full of pain.

She knew her son had made mistakes, even broken the law. He shouldn’t have fallen in with bad company and done those things; it was so wrong. But he was still her precious son, and she had already forgiven him, forgiving on behalf of the girls he had harmed.

Her precious son was a big star, once so dazzling!

He used to have a brilliant life and a beautiful future. But now, he suddenly fell to rock bottom, becoming someone everyone despises.

The girls who were harmed only lost their bodies, but her precious son lost his dazzling star status.

Look at her precious son now, so desolate, so heartbreaking!

She could not just stand by and watch her son continue to deteriorate.

"My precious son, you shouldn’t stay inside all day. You need to go out and get some fresh air," Mrs. Hua said.

Hua Yiwu stared blankly at the ceiling, not speaking or acknowledging his mother, as if he hadn’t noticed.

Mrs. Hua sighed and sat across from Hua Yiwu, saying, "I’ve already booked your flight. In three days, you’ll return to the United States."

Only then did Hua Yiwu react, turning his head and asking, "Why go back to the United States?"

Mrs. Hua said, "Look at your situation here in Huaxia. Wherever you go, people mock you. What’s the point of staying here? You might as well go back to the United States. After all, we’re American; we should go back home. Think of it as lying low, and we’ll come back when the time is right."

Hua Yiwu’s citizenship was not a secret. Everyone pretty much knew he had American citizenship from a young age, having studied in the United States. But in the U.S., it was unlikely for him to become a star, especially not a pop idol, given his lack of talent. Americans wouldn’t like his Asian face.

He couldn’t make it in the United States, so he came to Huaxia and suddenly shot to fame. He was very happy, thinking how great Huaxia was. He was thrilled people liked his face, so he stayed and developed his career there. With the backing of Cherry Entertainment, he even became a top pop star in Huaxia.

What does being a top pop star mean? It certainly means lots of money.

In the United States, he could never make that much money or afford a mansion worth 100 million.

But in Huaxia, he achieved his wealth dream, now having a net worth of at least a billion! Who would turn down money? After all, whoever has the milk is called mother!

And thus, he forgot all about returning to the U.S.

Moreover, on multiple occasions, he expressed his love for Huaxia, even considering himself a Huaxia person, feeling proud of it. His fans praised him, saying our ’gege’ (brother) is very patriotic.

But what is patriotism when he doesn’t have Huaxia citizenship? This "patriotism" sounds odd.

Someone even asked him, since he loved Huaxia so much, why didn’t he renounce his American citizenship and become a Huaxia citizen?

Whenever this topic came up, Hua Yiwu hemmed and hawed, dodging the question with vague responses. However, he never changed his nationality.

In the end, he reluctantly held onto his American citizenship. Changing nationalities was out of the question; he could only verbally claim love for Huaxia while continuing to make money in Huaxia from naive fans.

Mrs. Hua said, "Lucky for you, you didn’t listen to those who urged you to change your nationality. Now that there’s trouble, you can just leave and go back to the United States. The U.S. is a tolerant country; no one will say anything about you there, and you’re not well-known there, so you’ll have peace and quiet. Once the storm has passed, you can come back and earn money again."

Hearing this, Hua Yiwu felt tempted. Indeed, he didn’t dare go online anymore, because everywhere online was filled with negative news about him, with netizens cursing and shaming him.

How were they shaming him? Everyone stopped calling him Hua Yiwu. They called him Hua Needle, suggesting he was as tiny as a needle.

It was all because of that lengthy article by Ms. Zhu, giving him that name and making him furious.

That damned writer!

Hua Yiwu would have never imagined that the writer was hired by Lin Fan.

"Alright, I’ll go back to the U.S. first. I’ll just consider it a vacation," Hua Yiwu agreed.

Mrs. Hua was delighted, "Then it’s settled. Pack up, we’re going back to the U.S. We’re not staying here in this disgusting environment. The way they’re cursing you is outrageous. Who do they think they are! You’re my precious son, a dazzling star. They’re just jealous of your excellence, trying to ruin you. Let’s leave and not deal with them!"

Hua Yiwu’s eyes reddened with emotion, "Mom, you’re the best."

Mrs. Hua said, "Of course. I only have one precious son. Who should I care for if not you? Come on, cheer up, it’s no big deal. We have enough money now; we can live well in the U.S. We might not even need to return to Huaxia. Let’s see if we can develop there. After a couple of years, if it really doesn’t work out and the storm passes, you can consider coming back here. By then, they’ll have mostly forgotten, and I believe that everything lost now will return."

Hua Yiwu said, "Yeah, I’m not really attached to here. If there’s anything I regret, it’s the market here. Sigh, leaving now, I’ll earn so much less money!"

Speaking of money, Mrs. Hua also felt a twinge of pain, cursing Ms. Zhu profusely, "It’s all that Zhu woman’s fault! If not for her, we wouldn’t be in this mess. How preposterous, that little wench cutting off our income! What’s that saying, cutting someone’s income is like taking their life. That wench, she’s ruined us. I wish I could tear her apart!"

Hua Yiwu gritted his teeth, "I never imagined that wench was so capable. If I had known, I wouldn’t have messed with her. They say beauty brings trouble, and she really is trouble!"

Mrs. Hua said, "Don’t mention her. Talking about her just makes me angry! Who does she think she is, getting with my precious son should be something she’s grateful for, yet she doesn’t know any gratitude!"

Hua Yiwu said, "Alright, let’s not talk about her anymore."

Just as they were talking, suddenly, the phone rang.

Mrs. Hua looked at it and was startled. It was a call from the police.

What was going on, why were the police suddenly calling?

Hua Yiwu was also shocked, his face changing color.

Mrs. Hua nervously answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Hang City Police Department, calling to summon Hua Yiwu to appear at the station for investigation before tomorrow morning. Please be on time," the police said.

A summons over the phone!

"What’s going on?" Mrs. Hua looked at Hua Yiwu, uncertain and alarmed.

Hua Yiwu said, "No matter, Mom, see if you can change the flight. Let’s leave today!"