“Sister—” Jin Shuyan called out softly, seeing her lost in thought.
Jiang Xiao didn’t know what to say to her either. She remained calm and said, “Until now, my father-in-law and mother-in-law don’t know who my biological mother is, and I have no intention of explaining it to them.”
“I know. But, didn’t you enter this profession because you wanted to find your mom? Why the change now?” Jin Shuyan asked.
“It’s precisely because I didn’t know before. If I had known earlier, I might not have chosen this path,” Jiang Xiao said with a hint of melancholy in her tone. “You wouldn’t understand the emotions I had before.” Liang Yue gave all her motherly love to Jin Shuyan, and she never received any. This grievance is deeply buried in her heart, and it doesn’t mean she will forgive Liang Yue.”
Jin Shuyan, who had grown up reading fairy tales, couldn’t truly comprehend Jiang Xiao’s conflicted feelings. She might have wished for a happy, reunited family, but could more than twenty years of estranged emotions be resolved with a simple mother-daughter recognition?
There’s no such thing as an easy solution in the real world.
Jiang Xiao wasn’t made of wood.1She has feelings.
Jin Shuyan left in a somber mood that day and drove to Lingnan Film and Television City by herself.
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“Is it because you never made an effort?”2She totally got to the heart of the problem. Smart
“Mom knows the outcome. Shuyan, I’ll do my best to make amends for her.” Liang Yue also understood that, with the Zhou family’s background, Jiang Xiao probably didn’t need much.
Jin Shuyan felt a lingering ache in her heart. Did her mother truly consider her sister as her daughter?
“You always wanted to visit Lingnan and take photos, didn’t you? Did you bring your camera? I’ll arrange for someone to accompany you for a tour tomorrow.”
“No need,” Jin Shuyan replied dispiritedly. “I’d like to walk around by myself.”
“Shuyan, I know what you’re thinking. You probably think I’m heartless toward Jiang Xiao because of the circumstances at the time. It’s not that I’m indifferent; it’s just that my background is such, and I had to keep my past a secret to succeed. I had no other choice.”
“Mom, please don’t say anymore…” She knew why Jiang Xiao had been so persistent. It wasn’t that her mother was cold-hearted; it was because her mother was truly ruthless.
And what could she do?
The news of Zhou Yanyan’s injury was eventually exposed by the media. In pursuit of news attention, many reporters came to the hospital to stake out the situation, hoping to capture some photographs. They didn’t get any pictures of Zhou Yanyan, but they did capture several images of Song Yiwen entering and leaving the hospital.
This increased the news value!
During these days, Zhou Yanyan had become more optimistic. A week later, she posted a selfie on Weibo.
“Traces of Life, Rebirth from the Flames [Heart]”
Song Yiwen took her phone and said, “Rest well and stop bothering with these things. Are you hungry? I’ll order some food.”
Zhou Yanyan shook her head and looked at the wounds on her body. “At that time, I thought I was going to die, and I couldn’t feel the pain.”
He frowned. “Don’t talk nonsense.”
Zhou Yanyan continued lightly, “The night of the surgery, I had a dream.”
Song Yiwen asked, “What kind of dream?”
Zhou Yanyan squinted her eyes. “I dreamt that I was back in my senior year of high school, just after finishing a math class. We had a monthly exam next week. Lin Wu and Qin Heng were discussing the questions, and Jiang Xiao was there too. I was there as well. My relationship with Lin Wu and Jiang Xiao had never been good…”
“Because of Qin Heng?” Song Yiwen looked at her intently.
Zhou Yanyan didn’t avoid his gaze. “Yes. Many girls in our class liked him, and I was one of them. He had excellent grades and is now a doctor. Yiwen, because of him, I chose the science stream, and in the second year of high school, I had my dad arrange for me to be in the same class as him.”
In the hospital room, there was peace.
Song Yiwen’s voice was husky and deep. “Yanyan, what are you trying to say?”
“I used to be very willful and made many mistakes. I disliked Jiang Xiao and even switched her 2B pencil leads, causing her answers not to be legible.”
Song Yiwen held her right hand, his chin tensed, and a hint of melancholy appeared between his brows. “You weren’t mature back then.”
Zhou Yanyan smirked. “I also did one more thing wrong.” She pulled away her hand and touched his face. “Yiwen, do you know? Actually, your profile looks a lot like Qin Heng.”
Song Yiwen’s face instantly darkened.
“I’m sorry.” Zhou Yanyan looked complex, but she gave him a faint smile.
Song Yiwen pressed his lips together for a long time before finally speaking, “That night, when you were unconscious, you kept calling his name.”
Zhou Yanyan was startled, and she murmured, “I’m sorry.”
What could an apology change?
Outside the door, Jiang Xiao held Little Bean Sprout’s hand.
“Mom, shouldn’t we go inside?”
Jiang Xiao didn’t intend to eavesdrop on their conversation, but she overheard it and couldn’t avoid feeling a bit saddened. She composed herself, raised her hand, and knocked on the door.
“The door isn’t locked. Come in—”
Little Bean Sprout rushed in. “Auntie—”
Zhou Yanyan’s lips curved into a smile. “Mumu, you finally came to see Auntie.”
Little Bean Sprout pouted. “Auntie, does it hurt a lot?”
“Not anymore.”
Little Bean Sprout looked at her arms and legs, all wrapped in bandages, and felt heartbroken. “Auntie, you have to get better soon.”
Jiang Xiao looked at Song Yiwen, who was sitting beside them. He sat there without much expression, just giving her a faint smile in response.
Little Bean Sprout, after examining his aunt, curiously looked at Song Yiwen. He was not a shy child and, seeing Song Yiwen looking at him, he revealed a set of small white teeth.
Zhou Yanyan said, “Mumu, call him Uncle.”
Little Bean Sprout, taking small steps with his short legs, walked up to Song Yiwen. “I’ve seen you before.”
Jiang Xiao explained, “He has seen you in the TV series you acted in.”
Little Bean Sprout looked up. “You’re my uncle, right? Auntie showed me your pictures. Uncle—” The way he said “uncle” was both loud and a bit awkward.
Jiang Xiao’s expression stiffened, and she forced a smile, saying, “Mumu, didn’t Auntie bring you some goodies? Come, give Auntie.”
Little Bean Sprout’s attention was successfully diverted.
Song Yiwen stood up. “I’m going to Paris tomorrow, so I need to go home and prepare. Yanyan, take care and rest well.”
Zhou Yanyan hadn’t expected this sudden departure, but she didn’t ask any further questions. “Just make sure to stay safe.”
Song Yiwen nodded.
Jiang Xiao and him left together.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and placed it in his mouth.
“Aren’t you afraid of the reporters catching you smoking?” Jiang Xiao attempted to take the cigarette from him, but Song Yiwen avoided her hand. “I’ll just have one. Jiang Jie, go ahead, I’m all ears.”
“This time, I won’t intervene anymore. Just remember to have the photographer take more pictures. For the photos given to the media, don’t retouch them too much.”
“Jiang Jie, do I really look like Qin Heng?”
Jiang Xiao cleared her throat. “A little.”
Song Yiwen smirked. “I’m not quite satisfied with my face anymore.”
“Don’t pay too much attention to what Yanyan said.”
“I’m fine. I’ll head back now.” Song Yiwen smiled. “It’s just that I encountered such a tricky situation in my first relationship. Once I gain more experience, I’ll probably be invulnerable.”
Jiang Xiao gritted her teeth. “Just make sure to focus on your work! Get into the right mindset! You two also need to calm down.”
“You’re ruthless!” He waved his hand, turned around, and walked away, his back gradually receding. His figure exuded cold and indifference, paying no heed to the gazes of those around him, walking straight ahead without looking back.
At this moment, work was the best mediator.
Jiang Xiao returned to the hospital room. Zhou Yanyan lay there, watching idol dramas with Zhou Simu.
Zhou Yanyan raised her eyelids slightly. “Where’s my brother?”
“He had a friend’s birthday party.” Jiang Xiao hesitated for a moment but decided not to ask further. Her relationship with Zhou Yanyan was never particularly close, and she couldn’t cross that boundary. She took out a thermos and served Zhou Yanyan a bowl of lean meat congee.
Zhou Yanyan’s mood remained stable. She finished the congee and sent them away.
Zhou Xiulin attended the birthday party of a business partner named Yu Xiaoyu. In the evening, he inevitably got drunk and was brought back by Jiang Qin.
Jiang Xiao furrowed her brow. “How much did he drink in the end?”
“About a bottle of red wine.”
Jiang Xiao said, “Boss Yu’s charm is indeed great. It’s the first time I’ve seen him drunk.”
Jiang Qin grinned. “He was drinking with Mr. Mo and the others, and everyone had quite a bit.”
“Go back and rest as well,” Jiang Xiao said.
Jiang Qin left immediately.
Jiang Xiao sat down next to him, trying to unbutton his shirt. The buttons were tightly fastened, and she struggled with them for a while.
Zhou Xiulin made a sound. “What are you doing?”
Jiang Xiao really wanted to wake him up and was about to get angry, but Dou Nai slowly approached the two and meowed twice. A pair of shiny black eyes stared at them.
Jiang Xiao bit her lip and, with her fingertips sliding over his neck, said playfully, “Sir, do you need any service? If you’re not satisfied, it’s free!”
Zhou Xiulin narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Jiang Xiao’s face, and he grabbed her waist, pulling her towards him. “You look a lot like my wife!”
Jiang Xiao straddled his lap. “Is your wife as beautiful as me?”
Zhou Xiulin’s smile deepened. “My wife is my little fairy.”
Finally, Jiang Xiao couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter. She was about to get up to pour him a glass of water when Zhou Xiulin tightly held her waist.
“Hey, let me down—”
“You don’t have to pay money if you’re not satisfied?”
…
Soon, the bedroom in the guest room was filled with shouts.
“Zhou Xiulin, you liar!”
“Zhou Xiulin! You’re not allowed to drink this much in the future!”
…
The next morning, Jiang Xiao, still half-asleep, felt an itching sensation on her neck. She raised her hand and patted him.
Zhou Xiulin kissed her neck. “Not going for a run today?”
Mumbling, Jiang Xiao turned over and continued sleeping. There were still three days until she had to leave for the Yunni Town recording, and she wouldn’t be able to see him for over half a month!
Zhou Xiulin got up, changed his clothes, and left the bedroom. His son was already awake and playing with Soy Milk(the cat).
“Dad, did Mom not wake up yet?”
“Mom stayed up late last night, so let her sleep a little longer.”
Little Bean Sprout said, “You guys always make me sleep early. When I fall asleep, you play by yourselves! Hmph!”
Zhou Xiulin was taken aback and ruffled his son’s hair. “You little rascal, because we’re adults.”
He made some milk and eggs, and Little Bean Sprout sat at the dining table, eating neatly.
Zhou Xiulin brought a glass of milk back to the bedroom. Jiang Xiao was still asleep. He half-hugged her and fed her most of the glass of milk. “Didn’t we say we’d buy clothes for the program today?”
Jiang Xiao had no energy and said angrily with her eyes closed, “You know how busy I am, and you’re bothering me.”
Zhou Xiulin chuckled. “Bring fewer things; I’ll have someone send over anything you’re missing.”
Jiang Xiao raised her eyelids. “I didn’t plan on inviting you to join my program!”
Zhou Xiulin raised his eyebrows. “Considering the service you provided last night, I’m very satisfied. I’ll handle the support work.”
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