After she left.
Jiang Zhi stood there, looking lost and bewildered. The usually composed man seemed completely at a loss, not knowing what to do at all.
The intense sunlight shone on the boy's pale skin, revealing a sickly pallor that seemed devoid of color.
His roommate saw him standing there in a daze from afar, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhi slowly regained his senses, his face still pale, with faint blue veins on his neck. He shook his head, his voice hoarse: "Nothing."
His roommate was used to his quiet nature and didn't think much of it.
Then she couldn't help but joke with him: "The most beautiful girl in the College of Arts just came to ask me for your phone number. You're really popular, kid."
The boy frowned but remained silent.
He then went on to recount how many girls had come to him asking for his phone number during his four years of university, but they all wanted Jiang Zhi's number.
Only then did her roommate realize that Jiang Zhi was still in a daze.
What's wrong with you?
"I did something wrong." Jiang Zhi lowered his eyelashes, his eyes like a beautifully curved little fan falling from the sky. He said with a pale face, "She will not forgive me."
His roommate had never seen Jiang Zhi like this before. He had always been indifferent to everything, and he had never seen him care about anyone so much.
Even Zhao Shuyan, whom he had feelings for, did not show that he cared so much.
"Who is it?" my roommate guessed cautiously. "Your sister?"
Jiang Zhi didn't deny it, which made his roommate even more curious. He muttered, "Don't you dislike her? Aren't you two on bad terms?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhi's expression seemed to darken even further.
The usually resolute man now showed a rare look of confusion, and said softly, "I didn't think she would stay angry for this long."
But just now...
She didn't even look at him.
Jiang Zhi was at a loss for what to do.
He tried to convince himself to continue treating her as a blood relative, but then he thought of her eyes, filled with disappointment and on the verge of tears.
He felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.
*
While Jiang Zhi was heartbroken like Lin Daiyu, Jiang Yue had long forgotten about him and completely forgot about the person who had apologized to her.
She couldn't even remember that before she left, her unfilial younger brother had whispered and begged her to remove him from the blacklist.
Back home, Jiang Yue first took a bath.
Lying in the pool filled with rose petals, the little girl was so comfortable she almost fell asleep.
She came out of the bathroom, casually put on a nightgown, and draped an outer cardigan over her shoulders.
Her delicate face was flushed from the heat, and her eyelashes seemed to still have a few drops of moisture clinging to them.
As she came downstairs, the housekeeper had just answered the phone in the living room.
"Okay, Ms. Zhao, I will pass on your message to your husband and wife that you should get some rest."
After hanging up the phone, the housekeeper turned around and saw her. He thought carefully about what to say: "Madam, Teacher Zhao just called to say that she needs to take two weeks off, so she won't be able to have any piano lessons for the next two weeks."
"She accidentally fell down the stairs at school. It's not serious, but she'll need to rest for about two weeks."
Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment, and she was sure that she had not done anything malicious to Zhao Shuyan.
However, the events described in the original story still happened.
She quickly calmed down and gave a soft "hmm" to indicate that she understood.
"Then you should find a new teacher."
"Yes, madam."
Jiang Yue sat on the sofa, not even interested in watching her favorite palace dramas.
The system's voice rang out again: "[The original plot is irreversible. Even if some minor details differ, the final outcome will be roughly the same~]"
The important plot twists are bound to happen!
For example, the last time the female lead and the male lead met on the cruise ship.
For example, in this case, the female lead eventually fell down the stairs.
Jiang Yue exclaimed "Ah!" as if she had suddenly realized something.
The system thought she had finally come to her senses, but the next second it heard her ask, "So Zhou Ji will eventually fall in love with Zhao Shuyan, right?"
The system considered for a moment, then concluded, "Logically speaking, that's correct."
You must be getting anxious!
It's good that you know you're in a hurry!
Jiang Yue thought for a moment and said with some dissatisfaction, "The progress is too slow, I have no hope at all."
The system suddenly felt like going offline.
I'm really withdrawn.
Jiang Yue always felt that she could return to the Jiang Kingdom.
She was also convinced that she could find a solution.
In fact, Jiang Yue had searched for the history of the Jiang Kingdom on her phone, but it was almost a blank, with very few relevant documents.
Information about Princess Mingyi is extremely scarce.
Many of the stories that have been passed down are particularly false.
It is said that Zhou Fuwei, this powerful minister who can control everything, cannot do without her. For three years after marrying her memorial tablet, he would hold her memorial tablet and sleep with her every night.
It's written like a novel.
Not to mention that she and Zhou Fuwei had never met before.
How could outsiders know so much about what happened on Zhou Fuwei's bedside, let alone that it was written down?
There are even alarming historical records that say Zhou Fuwei sealed off the princess's residence and covered it inside and out with yellow talismans, just to lock her soul away.
Jiang Yue just wanted to laugh when she saw these; they were so fake.
This is all the information Jiang Yue could find online, and it wasn't much different from what she had dreamed about.
Jiang Yue was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice when Zhou Ji walked up to her until she was pulled into his arms, at which point she snapped out of her reverie.
The TV in the living room is playing the trailer for "Hello, My Roommate".
Zhou Ji seems to know her whereabouts quite well now: "Aren't you going to record this show in a couple of days?"
Jiang Yue recalled for a while: "I think that's the name."
Zhou Ji received the list of guests for the recording well in advance. There were three men on the list, which instinctively made him uneasy. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Recording a show is hard work. If you feel tired, you can resign from the TV station."
Although Jiang Yue is quite delicate, she has never thought about quitting her job.
She likes the feeling of being loved.
The fans' love is sincere and heartfelt.
She recklessly spent Zhou Ji's money, only to buy fleeting pleasure. Whether or not she had those luxury goods, she didn't really care.
Only when she is truly loved will Her Highness feel truly happy.
Moreover, Jiang Yue felt that Zhou Ji had ill intentions and wanted to spoil her like a caged bird.
A caged bird can only live by watching its owner's mood; she won't fall for that.
"I'm not tired at all. I really enjoy recording the show now." To make her words sound more convincing, she forced a smile and awkwardly added, "Hehe~"
*
The first episode of "Hello, My Roommate" was filmed over three days.
When the show was officially announced, nobody cared, and there were hardly any people who mocked it. There was no other reason than that the show was just too boring before.
The show's official Weibo account barely received a thousand likes.
The majority of them are Jiang Yue's few fans.
Looking forward to my baby's new show!
"What's there to look forward to? Will anyone actually watch a show at 8 AM or midnight?"
"Mind your own business! I just love watching it!"
"There's no other reason; my gut feeling tells me it's going to be a hit."
"No, how can you see Jiang Yue's fans dreaming in broad daylight? Open your dog eyes and look at the other ugly people. The word 'fire' has nothing to do with you."
A dozen or so people argued with the force of hundreds.
On the day of filming, the crew arrived at the villa area to shoot. At nine o'clock in the morning, the staff carried the equipment to the gate of the Zhou family's house. After registering, they underwent a strict inspection before being allowed to enter.
The staff carefully turned on the live stream, strictly adhering to the rule of not filming areas that shouldn't be included.
They're just here to make a living, waiting for the station to cut this show so they can move on to a new one.
The live stream camera was focused on Jiang Yue, who had just woken up. She sat blankly in her chair, looking like a sulking little animal, not wanting to talk to anyone.
Zhou Ji was already used to her morning grumpiness, so he went to pour her a glass of warm milk.
Jiang Yue took the milk, still acting coy and ignoring everyone.
The production crew was terrified, never expecting them to interact in this way.
The director cautiously began, "Ms. Jiang, have you packed your luggage? We're leaving in a bit."
The live stream here has only been running for a few minutes.
Its popularity inexplicably surged.
From dozens of people, it grew to hundreds, and then quietly reached thousands.
"It's great! I love watching it!"
"Damn it, she looks exactly like me when she wakes up this morning!"
"No, Zhou Ji looks like a good husband."
"No wonder Jiang Yue has such a bad temper! It's all because her husband spoils her."
The number of viewers in the live stream jumped from a thousand to tens of thousands in just over ten minutes.
This was something no one expected.
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