Da Ju's eyes widened in surprise: "Nan Zhi, can you please wake up? You signed a contract with the company, and it doesn't expire for another two months. If you retire now, you'll have to pay a penalty of 50 million."
Nan Zhi roared angrily, "Fifty million? Why don't they just rob it?"
Daju calmly replied, "Yeah, they could have easily taken it from you, but they still signed a blatantly unfair contract with you."
Nan Zhi exhaled a breath of stale air and stared speechlessly at the ceiling: "This is the last time. I'll perform one last time. When the contract expires, I'll pack my bags and leave."
Nan Zhi is only twenty-four years old, so young and already talking about retiring.
Even Daju was speechless.
He could only try to appease her: "Okay, I got it. After this movie, your contract will expire soon. I'll give you fewer roles then so you can retire in peace."
The call ended.
Nanzhi tried to get up, but when she moved, her whole body ached.
Seriously.
How come he has such good stamina when his legs are so bad?
Nan Zhi rubbed her lower abdomen and groaned for a while before yawning, getting up, and getting out of bed.
She stretched on the balcony and when she saw her lace underwear on the clothes rack, she raised an eyebrow and was surprised to find that she was suddenly getting used to it.
Tsk.
Habits are a good thing.
It seems that Jiang Qingyan can help her with her washing from now on.
Daju arranged to meet Nanzhi in the afternoon to sign the contract.
After washing up, Nanzhi looked at the marks on her neck and realized that no amount of powder could cover them up.
She glared angrily at Jiang Qingyan a few times: "Could you please not kiss here next time?"
Jiang Qingyan nodded obediently: "Okay, wife, I'll kiss somewhere else."
elsewhere……
Nanzhi glanced down below her collarbone, and thinking of someone with their head down, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and she fell silent.
Is this guy a simp? He's licking boots everywhere.
During lunch, Jiang Yuling noticed that Jiang Jiashu was unusually quiet.
She nudged his shoulder: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Jiang Jiashu couldn't sleep all night; his mind was filled with images of Nanzhi kissing him.
He had dark circles under his eyes and looked somewhat haggard. When he heard Jiang Yuling's words, he just gave a lazy, perfunctory reply.
It wasn't until she saw Nanzhi pushing Jiang Qingyan out to eat that she tensed up and sat up straight.
He glanced at Nan Zhi's high-necked undershirt and was about to laugh at her for dressing so conservatively in this hot weather.
Suddenly remembering something, the curve of his lips froze.
He went online last night to look up why couples get red marks on their bodies after marriage...
Realizing what had happened, he recalled the scene he had just witnessed and felt his face burning with embarrassment.
But doesn't Nanzhi dislike her older brother?
When did she become willing to get close to her older brother?
Was it done on purpose for him to see?
Jiang Qingyan didn't know the answer. Over time, Nanzhi's attitude towards him had made it increasingly difficult for him to understand her thoughts.
Seeing that she no longer chased after him and got along better and better with her older brother, he felt more and more irritable, to the point that he couldn't sleep all night last night.
At the dinner table, Jiang's mother kept piling food onto Jiang Jiashu's plate.
"Eat more. You've been so busy for the past month that you've lost weight."
Jiang Jiashu had little appetite and ate a few bites of food perfunctorily. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Qingyan and Nan Zhi serving each other food.
Both of their bowls were overflowing, almost piled up like a castle.
Jiang Jiashu wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
After Jiang's mother finished serving food to Jiang Jiashu, she was about to serve food to Jiang Qingyan when she saw that his bowl was already full.
Meanwhile, Nan Zhi was still serving food to Jiang Qingyan.
She frowned, her face immediately turning cold.
"Nanzhi, why are you putting so much food on Qingyan's plate? What are you trying to do?"
"He's malnourished, what's wrong with me feeding him more?"
“Malnutrition?” Jiang’s mother laughed. “I have Aunt Li buy the most nutritious vegetables every day. How could Qingyan be malnourished?”
Nanzhi glanced at her, then simply ignored her.
Although she didn't know what was going on, she had figured it out over the past six months.
Jiang's mother felt guilty towards Jiang Qingyan, but her favorite person was Jiang Jiashu.
Jiang Jiashu hadn't eaten breakfast, and she was worried.
Jiang Jiashu was working overtime at the company, and she was worried that he hadn't eaten, so she asked Aunt Li to cook a meal and deliver it to him personally.
Since it concerns Jiang Jiashu, she can't help but worry.
But what about Jiang Qingyan?
She simply instructed the household servants to take good care of Jiang Qingyan.
She would almost never ask Jiang Qingyan anything unless he spoke up.
Jiang Qingyan is different from Jiang Jiashu and Jiang Yuling.
He appears gentle, but he actually speaks very little.
Unlike Jiang Jiashu and Jiang Yuling, she wouldn't act spoiled with her parents.
Jiang's mother believed that she had taken good enough care of Jiang Qingyan.
Therefore, she had no idea that Jiang Qingyan was malnourished.
Even if she heard Nanzhi say it now, she wouldn't believe it.
Nan Zhi glanced at Jiang Qingyan, whose expression hadn't changed at all. This guy was probably already used to it.
Suddenly I feel a little sorry for him.
So she put his favorite pig's trotters into his bowl.
"Jiang Qingyan, eat more."
Jiang Qingyan had indeed long been accustomed to his mother's differential treatment.
So after hearing her words, he didn't react, nor did he think of telling her the truth or making her feel sorry for him.
Because he doesn't need it anymore.
It hasn't been needed for three years.
But after hearing the girl's words, even his supposedly hardened heart couldn't help but soften.
It feels so good to be cared for...
It felt so good that I suddenly felt a little sad.
He looked at the pig's trotters in the bowl, a deep and gentle smile curving his lips.
Just as he picked up his chopsticks to pick up the pig's trotter, Jiang's mother suddenly took his bowl away.
"Qingyan, don't eat what she puts on your plate, Mom will put it on your plate instead."
As she spoke, she called to Aunt Li, "Aunt Li, go and take this bowl of food away and throw it away, then bring a clean bowl over."
Watching Aunt Li take the bowl away, Jiang Qingyan, whose expression had always been gentle, froze into a straight line at the corner of his mouth.
He raised his eyes and looked coldly at Jiang's mother: "Mom!"
Just one word was enough to frighten Jiang's mother with his gaze.
Jiang Qingyan looked at her with such coldness that she had never seen it before; it felt both unfamiliar and chilling.
"Qingyan, you..."
Jiang Qingyan concealed the coldness in his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Mom, you don't need to serve me food anymore. Zhizhi will serve me."
After saying that, he asked Aunt Li to bring the bowl back.
Jiang's mother stared blankly as he finished all the food that Nanzhi had put on his plate, and didn't react for a long time.
After finishing her meal, Nan Zhi patted her stomach contentedly: "Jiang Qingyan, I have to go out for a bit later."
Jiang Qingyan looked at her gently: "I'll take you."
“Okay.” Nan Zhi smiled, got up and pushed his wheelchair out. “Let’s go for a walk and have some food first, then we’ll leave.”
"Okay, Zhizhi."
Jiang's mother stared blankly as Jiang Qingyan was pushed away by Nan Zhi.
how so?
What exactly happened?
Otherwise, why would her son look at her with such unfamiliar eyes?
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