Chapter 156 Bowing Down for Love

"You make it sound so easy!"

Fu Xuan's tone remained harsh, but his hostility unconsciously lessened somewhat.

"She doesn't want you to die at all right now, and nothing I do can persuade her. What can I do? Forcibly bring her back?"

"We don't need her to come back."

Zhu Jin's tone was resolute, "At least for now, she doesn't need to be distracted by these things. I hope you can continue to manage this studio."

Fu Xuan was stunned: "Me? Me alone?"

Yes, you're alone.

Zhu Jin looked at him and said, "I will arrange the funds, resources, and everything you need. I will not let anyone or anything disturb you."

"You just need to continue with your original plans and ideas, and make it bigger and better."

"Why?" Fu Xuan asked, puzzled and even finding it absurd. "Why would you do this? Just to make yourself feel at peace when you die?"

These words were harsh, but Zhu Jin remained unperturbed.

He slightly tugged at the corners of his mouth, his smile pale and bitter.

Let's just say that.

Zhu Jin did not deny it. "I hope that... even if I am gone, what belongs to her, the career she loved, can continue. This is probably the only thing I can do for her that has any meaning."

He looked at Fu Xuan with unprecedented sincerity in his eyes: "Fu Xuan, I know you hate me, but please, for the sake of how much she values ​​this dream, help her keep it."

Fu Xuan stared blankly at the man in front of him.

He was no longer the aloof and all-powerful Zhu Jin.

He was simply a dying man filled with regret, trying to make amends in his final moments, yet knowing full well that he was powerless to change anything.

Fu Xuan had never seen Zhu Jin like this before.

Zhu Jin was shrouded in a heavy despair, as if he were enveloped in a cloud of black mist, with no possibility of recovery.

At this moment, most of the anger and repulsion in Fu Xuan's heart dissipated.

This man is paving the way for Shen Shuangmiao's future in the least intrusive way.

This made it impossible for him to say anything harsh to Zhu Jin.

He suddenly lost his anger and was no longer upset that Shen Shuangmiao insisted on siding with Zhu Jin.

If Zhu Jin has already become like this, it's understandable that Shen Shuangmiao would soften her heart.

After a long while, Fu Xuan took a deep breath and looked away.

His voice was a little hoarse: "I'll handle the studio's affairs, but not for your sake."

Zhu Jin understood his meaning, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

He stood up, didn't say thank you again, just nodded slightly, and turned to leave the studio.

Half an hour later, at home.

Shen Shuangmiao went out for a drink of water late at night and happened to see a car parked downstairs.

She frowned, looking at Zhu Jin as he got out of the car, somewhat curious.

When the person opened the door and came in, Shen Shuangmiao went over and asked, "Where have you been so late?"

Zhu Jin curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "I have something to take care of. It's nothing. You should go to sleep."

Shen Shuangmiao pursed her lips, not wanting to say anything.

...

The next day, she received a call from Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan's tone was no longer as agitated as it had been last time.

"Shuangmiao, there are a few previous projects at the studio that need to be followed up, as well as some new ideas. I don't want to give up just like that."

Shen Shuangmiao held her phone, her heart beating slightly faster.

Fu Xuan continued, "I know we had disagreements before, but the studio needs me. How about this, I'll take care of it for now, and I'll leave when you have the energy to manage the studio. After all, this is your dream and hard work."

Shen Shuangmiao's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She knew why Fu Xuan had called.

It seems that Zhu Jin went to see Fu Xuan last night.

Even when he was making arrangements for his funeral, he still carefully considered her future.

He cleared the obstacles for her and helped her keep her friends.

But he refused to leave even the slightest hope of survival for himself.

Shen Shuangmiao took a deep breath and, speaking into the phone, choked up and could barely speak.

She could only whisper, "Thank you, Fu Xuan, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shuangmiao cried for a long time in her room.

More than ever, she didn't want to face Zhu Jin.

Even though he was the person she hated the most, he treated her with tenderness in every little detail and did his best to protect her dreams.

Shen Shuangmiao had no way to resist everything Zhu Jin did, and could only fall into hatred and helplessness.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shuangmiao stood by the window for a long time until her stomach started growling with hunger, before she suddenly remembered that there was a child in her belly waiting to receive nutrition.

She planned to go downstairs to find something to eat. As soon as she went down, she saw Zhu Jin sitting quietly on the sofa against the wall, holding a financial magazine but not reading it.

His gaze was fixed on the void, as if he were lost in thought.

Hearing the noise, Zhu Jin raised his eyes and calmly looked at her face.

"Are you hungry? There's food in the kitchen; I've asked the maid to heat it up."

“Fu Xuan just called,” Shen Shuangmiao said, her voice slightly hoarse.

She walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down, her fingertips slightly curled.

"Mm," Zhu Jin responded without asking any further questions.

He put down the magazine, leaned forward slightly, picked up the thermos on the coffee table, poured her a glass of water, and pushed it in front of her.

"Have some water, I'll go get you some food."

The bitterness in Shen Shuangmiao's heart surged up again.

She didn't touch the glass of water, but just looked at Fu Xuan, trying to find a flaw in his calm face.

"You were the one who went to see him, weren't you?"

Zhu Jin met her gaze, neither avoiding it nor admitting it.

He simply said, "The studio is your life's work, and you shouldn't give up halfway. You don't have the energy or the right mindset right now, so you shouldn't break up with Fu Xuan. It's a good thing that he's staying to help you."

"So you went to plead with my partner on my behalf, using your own methods to keep Fu Xuan on my side?"

Shen Shuangmiao's tone couldn't help but carry a hint of anger.

"Zhu Jin, you're always like this! Do you think that by arranging things this way, I can accept the fact that you're leaving without any qualms?"

She became somewhat agitated, and her breathing became slightly rapid.

A faint, almost imperceptible discomfort came from my lower abdomen.

Shen Shuangmiao felt a little flustered and subconsciously pressed her hand gently against it.

She didn't want to get angry, but she couldn't help it.

“Zhu Jin, every time you do something for me, it makes me realize that I owe you a favor, but I have no way to repay you because you are about to die.”

"Are you doing this on purpose? Are you deliberately torturing me like this, making me suffer? I can't think of any other reason why you would be so cruel!"

Shen Shuangmiao had lost count of how many times she had lost her temper with Zhu Jin.

But she just couldn't control herself.

Zhu Jin pursed his lips slightly: "Shuang Miao, you know that I'm the one who most wants you to live a good life, right?"

"I have no idea!"

Shen Shuangmiao suddenly stood up, and the discomfort in her abdomen was suddenly amplified.

Her expression changed slightly.

Zhu Jin immediately sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?"