In the following week, Jiang Yiyu went to the studio every day, but Jiang Yicheng never showed up, and there was no news from Zhao Rong either.
In addition to being wary of a "surprise attack" from them, Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng were also very worried that Zhao Rong would be subjected to domestic violence again.
But they didn't answer the phone. Song Shengsheng occasionally met Zhao Rong in the mall. Even when there was no one around, Zhao Rong would still put on the same hypocritical intimacy as she did every time she saw Song Shengsheng before the incident.
After meeting her once or twice, Song Shengsheng was worried that she might be threatened by Jiang Yuan, so she didn't dare to say that she was not doing well.
But as they met more often, she also tried to pull Zhao Rong aside and ask her about her recent situation. Zhao Rong raised her face as if Song Shengsheng owed her eight million yuan, and said politely and distantly: "I'm sorry to have worried you. Lao Jiang and I are doing well recently."
Just this one sentence made Song Shengsheng so angry that every time she met Zhao Rong and went home, she would pull Jiang Yiyu over to complain to her. After ruling out all conspiracy theories, the two of them started to sulk together.
If you ask Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu when they are most in tune with each other after being married for nearly a year, it is always when they are angry. They can always tacitly grasp the same angry point in the same thing that has nothing to do with them, and then sit together, without saying a word, and get angry together.
After a long time, Song Shengsheng felt that this was not working. She and Jiang Yiyu discussed preparing to go to the hospital for a physical examination together after the New Year before he joined the group.
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In the blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching, and Jiang Yiyu also starts to get busy recording the evening party notice that Wen Jing had previously given him, and by the way, he also completes a bunch of tasks for autographed photos assigned to him by Song Shengsheng.
Because of this task, he greeted everyone he met in the circle, whether he knew him or not.
After the recording of the last evening party, he sat in the lounge and accepted interviews from the media. He talked about Song Shengsheng in front of the camera for the first time.
The reporter asked: "I heard that you have made a lot of friends in the circle recently?"
Jiang Yiyu held the microphone, looked down at the logo on the front of the microphone, and smiled: "Thanks to my wife, I have to socialize."
Reporter: "Can you please tell me which celebrity friend in the industry your wife likes the most?"
Jiang Yiyu curled his fingers and rubbed the tip of his nose with his knuckles, and said a little embarrassedly: "She likes me the most, and she can only like me."
The reporter laughed and said, "Does your wife know you would say that?"
"Of course she knows. Won't this be broadcast? Besides, I've known her for so many years, she knows my personality very well."
Reporter: "It seems that Mr. Jiang's married life is indeed very happy. I heard that you are going to join the crew after the new year. I wonder if your wife gave you any advice on the choice of script this time?"
"She chose it. I listen to her on everything at home, big and small. Before I got married, I always heard people say that life will be better if you listen to your wife after marriage. I didn't quite understand it at the time, but now that I'm married and have really started living with the person I've loved for many years, I understand the meaning of this statement. Because being managed by my wife is really happy."
Before the reporter had time to summarize and ask the next question, Jiang Yiyu continued sweetly: "Every day when I wake up, the first person I see when I open my eyes is her. Hearing her say good morning makes me full of energy for the whole day.
Before going to bed at night, we would soak our feet together and chat about everything under the sun, without any scruples or logic, just for fun. Lying in bed, listening to her say goodnight, I would pray in my heart that I could see her in my dreams too.
After getting married, my favorite thing to do is cooking. Every time I see a delicious dish, I always think about learning how to make it and making it for her.
She was always very supportive, always yelling that I was deliberately trying to fatten her up, smiling very sweetly, picking up a piece with chopsticks and feeding it to me, and asking me if it tasted good. Every time she had to listen to me saying that it tasted better because it was fed by her, and then she would give up.
When I am not watching TV at night, she likes to curl up on the sofa in the living room, wrapped in a small blanket, turn the air conditioner on very low, and then read attentively.
After watching for a while, she called me. When I came over, she put her arms around my waist, tilted her head back, and acted like a child, asking for a kiss. She was so cute.
She studies liberal arts, is very pretty and literary. I like to see her wearing white clothes and skirts with her long hair loose, she has a unique temperament. But you would never have thought that such a little princess’ hobbies are Taekwondo and Sanda, as well as all martial arts-related sports. She is interested in them.
She is also very brave. When we first got together, we watched a horror movie together. I was scared at the time, but she sat next to me and hugged me, letting me snuggle into her arms, smiling and comforting me, saying it was all fake.
I felt so useless at the time, but then I thought, isn't it enough for her to be happy? Why should I have so much face in front of her? No matter how much face I have, it won't be as satisfying as her smiling at me.
Not long ago, we had to leave the small home that she loved so much and decorated with her own hands because we were harassed by some individuals. On the moving day, I looked at her reluctant expression and felt very guilty. It was because of me that my princess suffered injustice. But she told me that it didn’t matter, the old must go and the new must come. Moving to a bigger house would allow her to give full play to her creativity and decorate it bit by bit.
Until now, when I wake up in the middle of the night, I will habitually reach out and touch to see if she is still around. It always feels like it is a dream, a beautiful dream with her by my side.
She is good at everything. She has been a princess since she was young and was brought up by her family. She has a smooth life and is also excellent. She has her own plans and academic dreams. Everything is good for her.
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