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Jiang Yanzhou wanted to go out and explain, but she was already gone.

A nurse came to check his wound. Seeing that he was about to leave, she stopped him and sternly said, “You can’t make large movements right now.”

When he looked up again, the hallway was empty.

After Song Zhi returned home, she almost completely tore into Jiang Yanzhou. Song Luo clearly supported her, occasionally pouring her water to soothe her throat, so she could continue her rant.

“Do you think he’s sick? He’s all better, but he’s still playing pitiful. I’m waiting on him hand and foot, like a servant.”

Song Luo nodded, “Yes, he’s sick.”

Song Zhi couldn’t get over her anger and drank a large gulp of water.

“I must have been blind to trust that dog!”

Song Luo agreed, “It’s not too late to repent now.”

He picked up Song Zhi’s phone and handed it to her.

Song Zhi froze, looked at the phone, then looked at him. “What for?”

He said, “Weren’t you blind? Block his number.”

Song Zhi was silent for a while.

She replied perfunctorily, “Next time.”

He looked up, “Hmm?”

Feeling a little guilty from being stared at, Song Zhi awkwardly changed the subject. “You’re talking about me, but you’re so old and still haven’t found a girlfriend quickly.”

Song Luo, who had the fire inexplicably turned on him, frowned. “Now you’re even managing your brother’s affairs?”

Song Zhi tilted her neck, like a fighting rooster. “What? I can’t manage you now?”

Song Luo was speechless from her retort and nodded. “Alright, you can. You’re the best.”

He put on his jacket and went downstairs to buy cigarettes. Before leaving, he asked her, “Do you want anything?”

Song Zhi lay on the sofa, changing channels with the remote. “Bring me some snacks.”

He hummed softly, opened the door, and left.

There was only one convenience store nearby. Song Luo asked for a pack of Chunghwa, then selected some snacks for Song Zhi according to her preferences and took them to the counter to pay.

On the table next to them was a bowl of cart noodles. A woman wearing a black baseball cap sat with her back to him.

Her figure was familiar; he felt like he had seen her somewhere before.

However, Song Luo didn’t think much of it and left, pushing the door open with his purchases.

After walking two steps, he felt like something was following him.

He stopped and looked back.

The woman who had just been sitting in the convenience store was now feigning calmness, looking down at her phone, and pulling her cap further down.

Song Luo looked at her coldly. “Tell me, why have you been following me?”

Zhang Fanfan hesitated for a moment. “You noticed?”

“You were practically on my back.”

Zhang Fanfan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Song Luo was too lazy to continue talking to her. He took out his access card, ready to go in.

Zhang Fanfan quickly followed.

He stopped his hand from swiping the card and looked back at her. “What, do you want to come in and sit down too?”

Her face lit up. “Can I?”

Song Luo: “...”

He was too lazy to pay her any more attention. After going in, he directly closed the door.

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Song Zhi has been a bit busy lately; she was nominated for Best Actress at the Acting Awards.

She was going to the awards ceremony tomorrow night.

Xia Wanyue happily organized a dinner party, saying they were celebrating the future Best Actress finally getting a nomination based on her own talent.

Song Zhi always felt that her words sounded a bit harsh, but it was normal.

After all, the first award she received was bought for her by Jiang Yanzhou.

And that halo didn’t bring her much benefit; instead, it brought only cold remarks and mockery.

So, for her, this nomination was very important, regardless of whether she won the award in the end.

This movie could be said to have been a beautiful comeback for her.

On the day of the awards ceremony, Song Zhi spotted Zhang Fanfan from a distance. Her beautiful, small face was held high, arrogance written all over it.

Just as Song Zhi was about to go tease her, Xia Chulan walked towards her, followed by an assistant who was helping her adjust her skirt.

Although the incident of harassing He Hanyang had dealt her a considerable blow, it was not enough to shake her position in the industry.

After all, she was known for her talent, and the fans’ boycott did not have a significant impact on her.

This time, she also received a nomination for Best Actress, making her a competitor to Song Zhi.

Adding to that, she had previously lost the lead role in “The Painting,” and there was that subtle connection between He Hanyang and Song Zhi.

Xia Chulan was even more at odds with her. Now that they met, she naturally had to taunt a few words: “How much are you planning to spend to buy an award today? Fifty million, or a hundred million?”

Song Zhi feigned serious thought. “Since even you, big sister, can get a nomination, fifty million should be too expensive. Five hundred would be enough, any more would be a loss.”

“You!” Xia Chulan was furious but forced a smile. “Your mouth is quite sharp. As expected, after sleeping with Director Luo, your confidence has grown.”

She seemed to be convinced that Song Zhi got the role through an illicit exchange.

“Who’s that with such a harsh voice? Oh, it’s Sister Xia, who likes sexual harassment.”

Zhang Fanfan chuckled softly, “Sister, you can’t just casually slander us younger ones just because you’re jealous that we’re young, pretty, and liked by ‘little wolf dogs’. Director Luo is old enough to be Song Zhi’s father. In terms of age, Sister, you’re definitely a better match.”

Xia Chulan’s face turned red, then pale, choked by her words.

Yet, she couldn’t afford to offend this young lady, Zhang Fanfan, so she could only grit her teeth and sneer, “I remember you and Song Zhi weren’t on good terms. Now you’re defending her?”

“Whether we’re on good terms or not is our family matter. What does it have to do with you?”

Xia Chulan was left speechless and left in a huff.

Song Zhi reacted, “Who’s your family?”

Zhang Fanfan smiled, “We’re not now, but we will be in the future, sister-in-law. How did I do just now?”

Song Zhi ignored her, turned, and walked away.

Zhang Fanfan quickly followed. “Don’t leave yet! Your brother hasn’t replied to my messages for two days. Can you help me? If I ever become your sister-in-law, I’ll definitely treat you well.”

...

Zhang Fanfan came with the crew. Besides Song Zhi’s nomination for Best Actress, “The Painting” and Ji Song also received nominations for Best Picture and Best Actor, respectively.

Song Zhi actually didn’t have high hopes for winning an award; getting a nomination was already quite good.

Moreover, there was Xia Chulan as a competitor, and she was a senior in the industry.

Although her character wasn’t great, her acting skills were indeed remarkable.

When the host took a dramatic pause and announced the name, the entire venue was silent for two seconds, then burst into thunderous applause.

“Let’s congratulate—Song Zhi!!”

Song Zhi was momentarily dazed, as if she had won a billion-dollar lottery.

So this is what it feels like to win an award based on your own talent.

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Throughout the entire awards ceremony, Song Zhi felt as if she was living in a dream, unreal.

It wasn’t until the ceremony ended and she was being interviewed that her consciousness gradually returned.

“What would you like to say about winning this award?”

Song Zhi subconsciously tucked a non-existent loose strand of hair behind her ear, a little nervous. “I already gave my acceptance speech on stage. If there’s anything else I’d like to say, it should be what my fans have said: I will continue to work hard and live up to their affection.”

The questions gradually began to stray, from the award to her personal life.

“We hear that Deep Ring CEO Jiang Yanzhou is your boyfriend?”

Song Zhi smiled with three parts composure and seven parts elegance, “Jiang Yanzhou? Who’s that?”

In the hospital room, Jiang Yanzhou, who was watching the live broadcast, his face darkened slightly.

Lin Yue was distressed, thinking he shouldn’t have come to report on work at this time.

He had been so unlucky lately, always walking into trouble.

Jiang Yanzhou said in a deep voice, “That interview you just mentioned to me.”

Lin Yue immediately responded, “I’ll reject it right away.”

“Accept it.”

Lin Yue, who had just taken out his phone to make a call, froze. “Huh?”