Just as Rong Hang was merging his memories, Jiang Yixing, who was cultivating, frowned, opened his eyes, and looked westward.
After sensing for a while and finding nothing, he resumed his cultivation, assuming he was hallucinating.
After Jiang Yixing began cultivating, the most noticeable change was the wound on his leg. A wound that would normally take at least 4.5 days to heal on an ordinary person had begun to heal, and now only a small scar remained on his leg. To avoid arousing suspicion, Jiang Yixing even covered it with gauze.
Suddenly, there was some noise outside the door. Jiang Yixing released his divine sense and saw a food delivery guy delivering food to the neighbor across the hall.
Ning Zhou was wearing casual clothes, and his face, without the heavy black-rimmed glasses, revealed a rather handsome face. His hair was messy, making him look like he had just woken up.
Jiang Yixing withdrew his divine sense to avoid appearing like a voyeur.
For three days straight, Jiang Yixing stayed at home without moving. Zhang Meng gave her ample time to rest and didn't assign her any work. Gu Ruini also came over every day to check on her and observe Jiang Yixing's recovery, but Jiang Yixing always brushed her off.
The guy across from Jiang Yixing, Ningzhou, was also a shut-in, and Jiang Yixing strangely maintained the same lifestyle as him. Inspired by him, Jiang Yixing made a living by ordering takeout every day, ordering from all the major cuisines, including Sichuan, Hangzhou, Cantonese, and Shandong. When he got tired of those, he ordered international dishes, trying all kinds of Japanese and Korean food.
As Jiang Yixing passed through the living room, he saw the gauze and medicine on the table and finally remembered that he hadn't changed these things back yet.
So, Jiang Yixing ordered a bunch of snacks, carried the medicine that Ningzhou had delivered that night, and knocked on the door of 1702.
Ningzhou opened the door with a slightly shocked expression. "Is there something you need?"
Jiang Yixing picked up the things in her hand. "Thank you for the medicine you brought me last time."
"You're too kind," Ningzhou waved his hand.
"Since you've already bought it, hurry up and take it."
Ning Zhou reached out to take the thing from Jiang Yixing's hand, but Jiang Yixing hesitated for a moment and said, "Uh, it's a bit heavy."
Ningzhou thought to himself, "If you can lift that, how heavy can it be?"
He calmly reached out and took it, but the weight in his hand almost pulled him forward the next second.
Ning Zhou pursed his lips, turned around expressionlessly, and secretly glanced at Jiang Yixing as he turned, a hint of confusion on his face. Was she a strongwoman? Or had I become so weak?
Ningzhou struggled to carry the things into the house, casually saying, "Would you like to come in and sit for a bit? I bought some cakes."
Jiang Yixing readily agreed, "Would you like to wear slippers? Or shoe covers?"
Ningzhou paused, surprised that Jiang Yixing was so outgoing.
"Shoe covers, please." Ningzhou's mysophobia kicked in; he couldn't stand unfamiliar people wearing his slippers.
In Jiang Yixing's world, there are only strangers, not people he can't become familiar with.
After afternoon tea, Jiang Yixing and Ning Zhou agreed to have lunch together for the next few days. Incidentally, Jiang Yixing also learned that Ning Zhou was a screenwriter, which explained why he stayed home all the time.
Zhang Meng was busy with another artist's affairs at the company when he suddenly received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Hello, are you Ms. Jiang Yixing's agent? We are the publicity team for Fobana and would like to invite Jiang Yixing to participate in an audition for our product. Would you be interested?"
Zhang Meng: !!
Yes! Yes, there are!
Zhang Meng held the newly printed document in his hands, his hands trembling with excitement.
Fubana is a newly launched skincare brand under Lango, focusing on a range of products including body lotion, hair oil, and moisturizing lip balm. Lango has become one of the most well-known international beauty brands in recent years, and this year, wanting to try a new product direction, they launched Fubana.
Logically speaking, given Jiang Yixing's fame and experience, even a new brand wouldn't want her to be their spokesperson, let alone a big brand like Lango backing Fubana.
Zhang Meng looked at the documents over and over for a long time, suspecting that Gu Ruini's family had fulfilled the promise they had made.
As expected of a wealthy family! They immediately appoint a spokesperson!
Although he still needed to audition, Zhang Meng was already overwhelmed with joy and dialed Jiang Yixing's number in a daze. He was shocked by Jiang Yixing's calm attitude and, with the mindset that she couldn't be worse than his own artist, Zhang Meng collected all the information and enrolled Jiang Yixing in a training course.
Jiang Yixing had no idea that her next few days had been meticulously planned. At this moment, she was wearing dark gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt, walking towards the supermarket.
When Jiang Yixing was only a few hundred meters away from the supermarket, he heard shouts coming from behind him.
"Stop thief! Stop thief!"
Jiang Yixing turned around and saw an old woman running towards them, clutching her chest and panting. Ahead of her, a man in black was running incredibly fast and was about to escape the crowd.
At this moment, Jiang Yixing was separated from them by a street.
Across the street, about a hundred meters from Jiang Yixing, was a black motorcycle. There was no camera on it. The man on the motorcycle was wearing a black hat, and his eyes, hidden under the hat, were fixed on everything happening behind him.
Jiang Yixing quickly determined that they were accomplices. Without the slightest hesitation, she used one hand to support herself on the railing, flipped over, and strode across to the other side.
The thief happened to run over there. Seeing that his escape route was blocked, a flash of resentment and anger crossed his eyes. He jumped two steps to the side, dodging Jiang Yixing's grabbing hand.
"Grab him!!!" a clear male voice shouted, "His accomplice is up ahead!"
Jiang Yixing didn't look back, but instead pushed off with his feet and ran towards the motorcycle.
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