!!!!!!
Jiang Zhiyu could hardly believe it, he didn’t dare to bring up this matter in front of Yu Xinting.
The scar over her heart was a wound Yu Xinting didn’t dare touch.
"Are you serious?!"
"Mmm, I no longer want to evade, so for this matter, I will personally co forward to respond."
Jiang Mian felt so relief seeing this, she gave a light cough and said, "Alright, next ti you see , don’t be awkward, if you like soone, just like them, don’t hide it."
"Since there’s nothing else, we’ll be heading back first."
It wasn’t appropriate for them to intervene in the matters that followed.
"No, no, no, Miss Jiang, I really must thank you for this."
"We’ll talk about that later, you have more urgent things to deal with now."
Before leaving, Jiang Mian added, "If you need help, look for ."
Yu Xinting, looking at the woman standing before her with slightly upturned red lips and brimming with confidence, quickly showed a fangirl-like expression, "Look Zhiyu, she’s really outstanding, confident, and captivating!"
"Alright, I know already, the most important thing now is dealing with those people, don’t let any of them go."
A hint of ferocity flashed through Jiang Zhiyu’s eyes, but it quickly vanished.
He stood up to call the police and also contacted a lawyer.
*
Luo Ting teased the silent woman who had been quiet since getting into the car, "What’s wrong, you seem to be getting depressed."
Jiang Mian, supporting her cheek, did indeed look a bit more worried with her lazy, falling hair.
"Not really, just feeling quite fortunate."
Jiang Mian too had been through a phase where she was lambasted by the entire internet. Even though the words trending on the square were quickly taken down, the number of people cursing her did not decrease.
Fortunately, the companionship and support of family and friends around her seed to make her regard all this with a smile, not taking it seriously at all.
She could even bite back at her detractors.
"Sister Ting, do you think I’m just too heartless?"
Luo Ting nearly swung a heavy fist again; indeed, being heartless – the emotions arrived quickly and left just as fast.
"Alright, now that you’ve taken care of your worries, don’t forget about the red carpet event tomorrow night. You finished the original novel, right? If your eyes are still swollen tomorrow, be careful of losing your ’Red Carpet Killer’ reputation."
Since her debut, although Jiang Mian had not done many TV dramas, her live photos from every red carpet event she attended had beco a sensation.
Even with the existence of haters, sotis they had to complint her because of her face.
"Don’t worry, they can’t shake my position."
The phone vibrated, and Jiang Mian glanced at it before opening WeChat.
It was a location sent by Fu Sichen.
Good Husband Alive: [I’m eating here tonight, might co back late, I’ve contacted Auntie to go ho and cook]
Jiang Mian’s gaze wasn’t on the content Fu Sichen had sent, but rather on the four-word remark above it.
Good Husband Alive??
What kind of remark was this?!!
Jiang Mian: [Won’t you explain this remark {photo}]
Good Husband Alive: [Su Lixing has the remark of precious baby, shouldn’t I be more special?]
The tone even sounded aggrieved?
Perhaps Fu Sichen had been under too much pressure recording the variety show lately, which made him a little neurotic and abnormal.
Jiang Mian found a satisfactory excuse for herself.
At that mont, Fu Sichen sitting at the dining table was staring at the chat history, his lips curving unhidden.
Fu Jingcun gave a light cough, "Xiao Chen, it’s not like you to play with your phone at the dinner table. About your granddaughter-in-law, when do you plan to bring her over to et ?"
Fu Sichen put away his phone, his eyes softening, "In a little while, Grandfather. If we rush things, it might scare her."
Fu Jingcun wasn’t used to hearing his grandson speak like this and laughed, "Am I that frightening? It’s been over a year since you got married; if I hadn’t co back, I’d think you were planning to ’keep a concubine in a golden house’."
Keep a concubine in a golden house?
Sothing flashed through Fu Sichen’s mind, and he laughed out loud, his lips naturally curling upwards.
"Grandfather, don’t worry, you’ll definitely like your granddaughter-in-law."
Fu Jingcun looked at his grandson’s inexplicable change, warmth gathering in his eyes instead of the usual cold deanor.
It was a good sign.
He changed the topic, "You still rember the promise you made with Grandfather, right? There’s just over a month left, it’s ti to put an end to it."
Fu Sichen’s lips thinned, and he nodded, "Mm, I’ll be back in ti."
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