Su Jin took a bottle of yogurt out of the bag. "Then give it to someone else. I can't take someone else's spot."
Gao Wei has signed so many obscure celebrities, but this young girl is the only one who is completely unmoved.
Gao Wei gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you four thousand yuan a month, and I'll cover your food and lodging. How about that? For a newcomer like you with no acting experience, this is already a very good deal. Go to the film studio and see, the featured actors there have acted in so many shows, and they only make about this much a month. Young people need to hone their skills."
Unscrewing the bottle cap, Su Jin decided not to waste any more time with her and walked past her toward the parking lot. Gao Wei relentlessly followed her, constantly highlighting the various benefits of signing the contract.
Su Jin paused, finally unable to contain herself any longer: "Forty million a month, I'll sign with you."
Given Gao Wei's stinginess, he wouldn't agree to 40,000 a month.
Forty million?!
Seeing the young girl's outrageous demands, Gao Wei began to manipulate her: "Do you know that you're just a country girl? Only I think highly of you and am willing to spend money to sign you."
Su Jin hates PUA the most, regardless of gender.
She didn't know where Gao Wei got his confidence from. She felt disgusted and repulsed just looking at Gao Wei, and slowly uttered a single word: "Get lost."
Gao Wei said indignantly, "You'll regret this."
In the evening, Su Jin brought the soup she had prepared to visit Zheng Lin.
Upon entering the manor, Su Jin went straight to Zheng Lin's room; the situation was urgent and could not be delayed.
The room door was ajar, and no one was inside.
The butler came forward and said, "Second Young Madam, are you here to see the Second Young Master? He is having a meal in the back garden."
Thinking of his frail body at this moment, Su Jin felt that the inheritance was getting further and further away from her.
"Really, he's still running around at this time of year."
Butler: "..." The second young master only went to the back garden for a meal, why does the young mistress look so anxious and worried?
"He's all alone there, no one else. Don't worry."
"...How can we leave him there alone? You should all stay with him." Su Jin rushed to the back garden.
The man sat forlornly at the dining table, his back to the viewer.
Every movement was so slow.
Just seeing her back made Su Jin feel inexplicably sad, and her nose tingled slightly. She sniffed hard and held back her tears.
She placed the soup she had brought in front of him and said very gently, "I made this soup for you myself. Don't be discouraged. As long as you don't give up on treatment, you will definitely get better."
Zheng Lin had his back to her, but after hearing her say a bunch of nonsensical things, he turned around.
Su Jin was so close to him that her face was almost touching his.
She raised an eyebrow and noticed that his complexion was very good, showing no signs of illness.
Not only was he not sick, but his eyes were also very bright.
Su Jincai realized, "You don't have a terminal illness?"
“Su Jin.” Zheng Lin’s forehead vein throbbed. “Looks like you’re hoping I die.”
"It was your assistant who said you had some terminal illness. I was just concerned about you, so I even made you soup. See how good I am to you?"
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You think that if I die, you won’t get the inheritance.” Zheng Lin raised an eyebrow and glanced at the soup. “This soup probably wasn’t made by you either. You’re not a woman who knows how to be considerate of others.”
Su Jin blinked. "So you won't die, right?"
Zheng Lin was so angry at Su Jin that he felt like he couldn't digest it. He gritted his teeth and said, "It seems you're hoping your new husband will follow in your ex's footsteps? I don't have any inheritance to give you."
He gripped the wine glass tightly, feeling a surge of anger coursing through his veins.
Thankfully, the terminal illness was fake, otherwise she would have really felt like she was a jinx.
Su Jin felt much more relaxed. "Let's compromise. You can have the Wudu Group, but I only want that inheritance."
"I don't care about the small group Zhao Xichen left behind. You can keep it and deal with it yourself. Or is it that you can't manage the company and now you want to dump it on me?" Zheng Lin saw through her little scheme. She rarely did anything well; she was number one at causing trouble.
He said, "If you move back in, I can consider it."
Su Jin hesitated.
Moving back to live here isn't out of the question, since Mom and Dad are staying at the estate anyway, it's just... if we move back...
She suddenly looked up, as if she had thought of something, and looked directly into his eyes.
Zheng Lin's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "Is it that Grandpa wants you back? The engagement banquet is coming up soon, so it's convenient for you to stay here. Or is it that you really don't want to live with me? When you came to me begging for my help in fighting for the inheritance, you should have thought that for the rest of your life, you would have to stay with me. I don't care what you think, you must be a good wife to me."
In Su Jin's memory, Zheng Lin was a bit strict when they were in school and liked to boss her around, but he always respected her in everything he did.
But Zheng Lin now exudes an aura of dominance.
That scoundrel of a man gets worse with age.
Su Jin flew into a rage and said, "But I haven't even received the inheritance yet! You're just bullying me! We've already got the marriage certificate, and I've kept my promises to you, but what about yours? You're being so unreasonable!"
Zheng Lin's voice was cold: "If I give it to you now, you'll run away immediately, disappear without a trace, and who knows which man you'll end up in next."
Su Jin snatched the wine glass from his hand and splashed it in his face.
She slammed the wine glass down on the table and angrily said, "You're just sick in the head!"
Zheng Lin wiped his face with his hand and licked his lips with his tongue. "Heh."
Seeing his face covered in red wine, Su Jin felt a little scared. Had she acted impulsively and started hitting him?
Zheng Lin reached out and put his arm around her waist, pressing her down so that she sat on his lap.
He whispered coldly in her ear, "You only realize now that I'm sick. You've messed with me twice, so you should pay the price."
Su Jin sensed his presence and tried to stand up, but was restrained.
I was suddenly bitten on the neck, and felt a slight stinging pain.
A light rain began to fall. Su Jin punched Zheng Lin's arm hard. "Let go."
Zheng Lin actually let go of her, his eyes fixed on the spot where she had just bitten him.
He lowered his head again and kissed her all the way up from her chin, stopping only when he was close to her lips.
He slightly opened his eyes and looked at her profile.
She had her eyes tightly closed, and the strands of hair around her ears were wet and stuck to her face, making her look pitiful as if she had been bullied.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the two of them were pressed chest to back.
The butler had originally planned to bring the umbrella over, but seeing the two of them so intimately cuddling, he quickly took a picture of the scene, then took the umbrella and went back the way he came.
Zheng Youguo is still watching spy dramas.
After the butler whispered something in his ear, Zheng Youguo's eyes suddenly lit up: "So, the day I hold my grandson isn't far off, haha."
The butler stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder."
Zheng Youguo: "Emotional ups and downs can deepen feelings."
In the rain, Zheng Lin turned Su Jin's chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.
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