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Having regained the love he had lost, he would never let go again.
“Zhizhi,” he murmured, burying his head in the crook of her neck, his sigh barely audible, “This is so good.”
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To take care of Jiang Yanzhou, Song Zhi specifically asked Xia Wanyue to clear her schedule for those days.
Song Luo was worried and would come to check on them every day, fearing that Jiang Yanzhou might have ill intentions towards his beloved sister.
However, he seemed to be caught up with Zhang Fanfan, constantly annoyed by her, and didn’t have much energy to constantly monitor the two of them.
Jiang Yanzhou looked at Song Zhi peeling an apple for him and smiled, “I never thought Song Luo would be pushed to a corner one day.”
The apple peel broke in the middle, and she started peeling again.
Once the entire apple was peeled, she handed it to Jiang Yanzhou. “I actually hope they can work out. Although Zhang Fanfan is a bit gossipy and has a bad temper, she’s still quite cute and would complement Song Luo well.”
Jiang Yanzhou opened his mouth, “Feed me.”
“You’re almost thirty years old and you still need someone to feed you an apple?”
He feigned pitifulness again, “My hand is injured; I can’t hold it steady.”
...Even though his left hand was clearly more skilled than his right.
Song Zhi still obediently fed it to his mouth.
“Don’t let this happen again.”
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Despite saying that, the next time he made such a request, Song Zhi still couldn’t refuse.
It was too much.
Once a reserved and detached person opens up, they are simply irresistible to ordinary people.
One glance is enough to make you surrender your weapons.
Although her schedule was cleared, some essential appointments still had to be kept.
This was because she had been confirmed long ago as the male lead in Ji Song’s MV.
Although he had won various acting awards at a young age, he was actually a singer by profession.
He hadn’t neglected his main career over the years, releasing a new album every two years on average.
The sales were excellent.
As an artist with dual development, he was indeed exceptionally talented.
The MV shooting was undertaken due to various basic considerations.
Since the movie was still in theaters, the production company hoped they could also promote it offline, at least until the movie finished its run.
However, Song Zhi, considering Jiang Yanzhou, was not very cooperative.
But the MV was agreed upon beforehand, so she couldn’t possibly cause trouble for Ji Song because of her own reasons, could she?
Upon arriving at the filming set, Ji Song had already finished his makeup and was sitting there looking at his phone.
He seemed to be on a video call. A woman’s voice, sounding a bit old, kept calling him “my dear.”
“My dear, have you been sleeping well lately?”
“Oh, you haven’t come to see Grandma in all these days.”
“My dear, have you been eating well?”
“I watched the movie you filmed. Your aunt was scolding you at home yesterday, saying you didn’t treat that girl well. That girl is really pretty; bring her back to Grandma someday to see her.”
Ji Song chuckled helplessly, “That’s just acting, she’s not my girlfriend, so how can I bring her back?”
The northern dialect was clear and easy to understand.
Grandma sighed, “When will I be able to hold my great-grandchild? You, you really don’t make Grandma worry any less.”
The crew on set saw Song Zhi and greeted her.
Hearing the sound, Ji Song looked up, realizing that she might have heard every word of what he had just said.
He smiled somewhat awkwardly.
Then he shifted his gaze back to the screen. “Alright, Grandma, I need to work now. I’ll call you back later.”
The elderly woman nodded reluctantly, but didn’t forget to remind him, “Remember to eat dinner today. Don’t get too busy and forget the time again.”
“I know,” he said.
After hanging up the video call, he placed his phone face down on the table, stood up, and apologized to Song Zhi, “Grandma is old and speaks without much thought. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Song Zhi nodded and smiled, “How is it that all grandmas in the world seem to be the same?”
He lowered his gaze, also smiling. “Does your grandma also nag you like that?”
“Yes, she used to nag me every day when she was still alive.”
Ji Song pondered for a moment, “I’m sorry, I...”
She shrugged helplessly, “There’s nothing to apologize for.”
Before, during filming, the two had spent more than two months together day and night.
Ji Song was an overly polite person. Song Zhi didn’t have much of a good impression of such a rigid person.
They also couldn’t become friends, so even after the movie wrapped up, their relationship remained merely that of ordinary colleagues.
Unexpectedly, today she unexpectedly saw another side of him.
Xiao Xu came over with freshly brewed coffee. Song Zhi told Ji Song, “I’ll go in and get my makeup done first.”
He nodded, “See you later.”
Today’s MV required three filming scenes.
Makeup would also change with the scene.
The first was a pure schoolgirl. Song Zhi had a clean quality about her, and wearing a school uniform didn’t feel out of place.
The filming schedule was tight, and her phone was entrusted to Xiao Xu.
It wasn’t until the day’s scene wrapped up that she went over.
Xiao Xu handed her the phone, “Someone has been sending you messages. I didn’t dare to open them casually. It might be something urgent.”
Urgent?
Song Zhi frowned, her first thought was Jiang Yanzhou.
She quickly unlocked her phone, swiped open the message bar, and as soon as she clicked in, it was indeed full of messages from him.
[Jiang Yanzhou: What’s my Zhizhi doing?]
[Jiang Yanzhou: Is work tiring?]
[Jiang Yanzhou: Did you eat breakfast?]
[Jiang Yanzhou: Did you eat lunch?]
[Jiang Yanzhou: Do you miss me?]
[Jiang Yanzhou: I miss you so much I can’t even eat.]
Song Zhi: “...”
She sighed and found a quiet spot to call him back.
He answered quickly.
His clear, mellow male voice was light, as if her call had completely changed his mood from gloomy to sunny.
“Little rascal, finally willing to miss me?”
“I was working just now. Filming all day, I’m exhausted.”
His low chuckle reached her ear through the phone. “I’ll give you a good massage later.”
Song Zhi chuckled, teasing him, “So President Jiang can give massages too?”
He said, “Learning now.”
“Quite studious.”
“I can learn anything for you.”
Lin Yue stood aside with an iPad, only there to report on work, but he was caught off guard and force-fed a mouthful of PDA.
He didn’t dare to disturb them, waiting quietly.
It wasn’t until Jiang Yanzhou hung up the phone and resumed his previous stern and serious expression, “Let the legal department handle the breach of contract. Such minor matters don’t need to be reported to me. Bolai is an empty shell company now, of little use. Pressure the price, if we can’t acquire it, then give up. No need to waste time on such worthless matters.”
Indeed, this was the BOSS he was familiar with.
Seeing him lost in thought, not responding for a long time.
Jiang Yanzhou frowned slightly, “Asleep?”
This chilling voice made Lin Yue break out in goosebumps in the hot weather.
Jiang Yanzhou, suppressing his temper, explained the matters that needed to be dealt with again. Lin Yue nodded with full attention, “I guarantee the completion of the task.”
After saying that, he picked up his iPad and was about to leave, but Jiang Yanzhou stopped him with a cold voice, “Wait.”
Lin Yue turned around, wanting to cry without tears, thinking he had done something wrong again.
Jiang Yanzhou tossed him a roll of bandages. “Help me re-wrap this.”
He had just taken it off earlier, finding it bothersome.
...
Lin Yue finally understood why his boss hadn’t checked out of the hospital even though his wounds had healed.
It was all a tactic.
Tsk tsk tsk.
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Song Zhi couldn’t rest easy about Jiang Yanzhou. After filming, she rushed back to the hospital, even packing some soup from a restaurant on the way.
Pork hock soup, good for wound healing.
In the ward, Jiang Yanzhou was so bored he was watching TV to pass the time.
Song Zhi pushed the door open, carrying a casserole of soup. She was still thinking to herself that Jiang Yanzhou wasn’t that uninteresting; at least he had a hobby of watching TV.
She walked over and glanced at the screen. Good heavens, it was the financial news channel.
After a moment of silence, she was speechless.
She took back what she had just said.
A day apart felt like half a lifetime. Jiang Yanzhou threw off the covers, got out of bed, and softly complained, “You ignored me all day today.”
Song Zhi placed the casserole on the table, washed the bowls and chopsticks, and served him. “I was working; I didn’t look at my phone.”
Jiang Yanzhou had become increasingly audacious these days, acting rather spoiled. “How about I retire early in the future, and you support me?”
“Sure.”
Song Zhi agreed quite readily.
She always felt that their positions had swapped. Jiang Yanzhou seemed to have tasted the sweetness of being pampered and was completely immersed in it.
“My hand still hurts a bit; I might not be able to hold chopsticks steady.”
Song Zhi nodded, “Then I’ll feed you.”
She blew on it to cool it before bringing it to his mouth.
Jiang Yanzhou finished the entire bowl contentedly. Song Zhi cleaned up the dishes and glanced at the time.
It was still very early.
So she took the remote control and casually changed the channel.
She felt dizzy just looking at the financial news channel.
At that moment, entertainment news was playing. Song Zhi looked at the female artist being interviewed and frowned, a look of disdain on her face. “What quiet personality? When she starts arguing, she’s practically a fishwife cursing on the street! And she wants to open an art exhibition in the future? Can kindergarten stick figures hold an art exhibition?”
It was clear that she had a lot of opinions about this female artist.
Jiang Yanzhou embraced her from behind, resting his chin on the nape of her neck, and chuckled softly, “That’s good. My Zhizhi hasn’t changed at all.”
Song Zhi thought he was praising her and didn’t even have time to be happy.
But then he softly added, “Still so talkative.”
Song Zhi: “?????”
“No, what do you mean?”
She broke free from him, a look of annoyance on her face.
Jiang Yanzhou’s smile grew wider. “I’m happy! The more Zhizhi talks, the happier I am. I love listening to you talk so much. I want you to talk by my ear for a lifetime.”
Song Zhi pursed her lips, but still couldn’t suppress the curve of her mouth. “Where did you learn all this?”
“What?”
“These cheesy lines, where did you learn them?”
Jiang Yanzhou looked puzzled. “Cheesy?”
“Dead cheesy.”
Thinking it was a derogatory term, Jiang Yanzhou’s eyelashes drooped slightly, showing a hint of disappointment.
Song Zhi, however, reached out and hugged him. “Hehehe, being a little cheesy is good. I love cheesy guys.”
He paused slightly, then hugged her back, smiling faintly, “That’s good then.”
Fearing that Jiang Yanzhou might strain the wound on his arm, Song Zhi helped him with everything except going to the bathroom and showering.
Including taking off his clothes.
Watching his hospital gown come off piece by piece, Song Zhi wanted to see how his wound was healing.
Jiang Yanzhou’s expression was evasive. “Let’s not look, I’m afraid you’ll have nightmares if you do.”
Song Zhi frowned worriedly. After so many days, why was there still no sign of the wound healing?
“It’s okay,” she comforted him. “I’ll ask Song Luo to stew some soup for you every day to help your wound recover.”
He nodded, “Okay.”
Since she didn’t have a change of clothes, Song Zhi specially went home to take a shower.
The road wasn’t congested. What usually took an hour and a half by car, took only an hour today.
Song Zhi bought some fruit on the way and pushed the door open. She happened to see Jiang Yanzhou doing push-ups in the ward.
Song Zhi: “...”
Her face darkened, then flushed. Sensing the change, Jiang Yanzhou stood up and looked towards the door.
His expression changed instantly, and he was about to come over to explain.
Song Zhi took a banana out of her bag and threw it at him, “Let’s break up, you scumbag!”
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