It actually damaged the trachea and lungs?
Upon hearing this, Nan Xian's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked at He Mingxiao.
He Mingxiao was carefully observing her expression. When he saw her looking over, he quickly lowered his eyes, raised his fist, and cleared his throat.
She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said to him, "Since you're sick, follow the doctor's advice and take good care of yourself. No matter what, health should always come first."
Assistant Jiang, a keen observer of people's expressions, saw an opportunity and quickly replied with a forced smile, "You're right, that makes perfect sense! Mr. He's current health isn't suitable for long-distance flights, so why don't we stay here and go back when he's feeling better... Miss Nan, what do you think?"
Nan Xian nodded without much hesitation.
She really didn't want to have much contact with He Mingxiao anymore. In fact, the longer he stayed on the show, the more pressure she would feel.
However, he was sick, and patients have priority, so she decided to step back.
Therefore, He Mingxiao naturally stayed.
**
Watching Nan Xian leave until her figure completely disappeared from sight, He Mingxiao slowly turned his head to look at Assistant Jiang.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes showing a hint of appreciation. "You reacted very quickly just now."
At this moment, apart from being slightly paler, he showed no trace of the weakness and illness he had shown earlier.
Assistant Jiang blinked and chuckled, "It's all thanks to President He's excellent teaching. But didn't you say you were leaving? Why are you...?"
He Mingxiao narrowed his eyes, a half-smile on his face, "She wants me to stay, so why should I leave?"
Assistant Jiang couldn't help but recall the panicked look on Nan Xian's face when she heard He Mingxiao's "illness" earlier—
Human subconscious reactions cannot be faked. Even the most skilled actor, who knows how to conceal their true feelings, will reveal their real emotions in that instant.
Although Miss Nan is now cold and even hostile towards President He, a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Their six months of living together day and night have accumulated far more than a hundred days of kindness. It's not so easy to let go completely.
Moreover, it's obvious that President He won't give up and will try every means to maintain his ties with her.
The decisiveness in buying up the trending topics, the shameless "paying for favors," and the fact that after learning Nan Xian was hospitalized yesterday, he abandoned the board members and rushed to Lengquan Village, thousands of miles away... Assistant Jiang witnessed all of this, and even as an outsider, he couldn't help but feel sorry for President He.
I thought it was just Mr. He's one-sided pursuit, and I didn't know when he would finish chasing his wife, but I never expected that they both had feelings for each other.
The day Miss Nan left President He, he called her late at night, drunk.
He murmured on the other end of the phone: Jiang Xing, tell me... can the mirror be put back together after I broke it with my own hands?
At that time, Assistant Jiang couldn't answer him, but now, he felt he had found the answer—
A broken mirror will eventually be mended. Miss Nan, you will return to President He's embrace sooner or later.
**
The following days of recording went very smoothly for Nan Xian.
He Mingxiao still appeared at the recording site, but he no longer stood next to the camera staring at her like before, making her feel very uncomfortable. Instead, he was discussing something with Director Zheng, and when his eyes met hers occasionally, he would smile and nod slightly.
This made Nan Xian feel very uneasy—
In a daze, she felt as if she had returned to the time when she first met He Mingxiao.
He was poised and measured, gentle and humble; whenever their eyes met, he was always the one who first showed friendliness.
At that time, Nan Xian had just become popular. Although she was very popular, she was still a newcomer actress.
Beautiful, innocent, without any scheming or cunning, and without a powerful background or support—to some people who hold wealth and power, she is no different from a little lamb dressed up exquisitely and adorned with pretty bows.
They stared at her with lewd eyes, their gazes seeming to want to see through the dress to the body beneath. Their words were even more unrestrained, as if she deserved to be treated like a commodity and "evaluated" at will.
Only He Mingxiao, he never regarded her as someone he could treat casually, or rather, he never looked down on any woman.
He would subtly shield her from prying eyes, skillfully change the subject at drinking parties, and attentively notice her discomfort, secretly sending his assistant to bring her hand warmers and painkillers...
"Sister Nanxian, what do you think of this idea, Sister Nanxian?"
Nan Xian was brought back to her senses. She looked at Yu Lin, recalled the topic they had been discussing before she drifted off into thought, and nodded, "I think it's feasible."
Yu Lin gave her a probing look, then his gaze subtly drifted towards He Mingxiao's direction.
He Mingxiao took a document from Jiang Te's assistant, quickly glanced through it, and neatly signed his name at the end.
As if sensing something, he tilted his head slightly, and their eyes met.
He Mingxiao looked at him without bias, his face calm and expressionless, as if he were looking at a stranger, but Yu Lin subconsciously lowered his head for some reason.
After hearing He Mingxiao's words that day, Yu Lin stopped calling Nan Xian "sister" and started addressing her like any other junior.
He thought to himself that he was no longer worthy to call her "sister".
He was arrogant and selfish, recklessly squandering his youth and passion, and without caring whether Nan Xian was willing to accept it, he poured out his feelings to her without considering the trouble it would cause her.
Thinking of the online trolls I hired, the trending topics I bought with money, the unsubstantiated press releases, and the photos taken using trickery...
He knew that every time he tried to tie Nan Xian down, He Mingxiao would intervene, and always in such a high-profile manner.
To be fair, Yu Lin couldn't do what he did.
Moreover, he had already been personally warned by his grandfather yesterday—
He is not only Yu Lin, he is also a member of the Lin family, even though he is currently just an illegitimate child without any official status.
If he has no ambition, he can pursue his own moon without worry, and no one will care who a bastard child falls in love with or who he spends his life with.
But he had already chosen the most difficult path.
He would always return to the Lin family to fight for what he was rightfully entitled to, so he couldn't leave any weaknesses that the wolves and tigers who killed his mother could use to attack him.
Nan Xian and her family were like fish and bear's paw; he wanted both, but reality crushed him, forcing him to choose to give up one.
Across the dining table, Nan Xian was less than a meter away from him. Today, she wore heavy makeup, her eyebrows and eyes were lively, her red lips were charming, and her long hair was permed into lazy curls, casually falling on her shoulders.
She chatted and laughed with people, her smile more dazzling than a rose.
He felt so far away from her.
Are you going to give up?
But... I'm so reluctant to part with it.
The moonlight that has been in my heart for so many years, has it not even been able to truly shine on me, and now I have to let it go?
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