Fang Minghe ignored him and went straight to Jiang Nanshu’s side.
He told her that the advertisement had started airing, and they just had to see the results.
But Jiang Nanshu felt it was uncertain. She had no fame, just a good-looking face, and she was neither a model nor in the entertainment industry.
She sighed while eating chips, “Mr. Fang, you might lose money on this.”
Fang Minghe only gave a faint smile in response, “No worries, I can recover the loss from somewhere else. Next year, I plan to shoot a ’Shanhai’ series jewelry advertisement, and I’d like to recruit you again for that.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
Hiring her again despite the risk of losses?
Jiang Nanshu gave him a thumbs-up, “Mr. Fang, rich and powerful, I’ll be at your call anytime.”
Of course, whether she would still be in this world by then was uncertain, hehe.
It was early November.
It had been three months since she entered this world, and only three months remained before she would leave.
Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang came downstairs, accompanied by Jiang Yunchuan, who had a disgruntled expression, and Jiang Hemian, who appeared nonchalant.
Mr. Jiang sternly said, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s eat.”
He looked at Fang Minghe and politely said, “Minghe, come sit, it’s rare that you visit.”
Fang Minghe nodded, “Alright.”
He took a seat next to Mr. Jiang, while Jiang Yisen was pulled by Mrs. Jiang to sit across from him.
“Why are you dragging me? I want to sit over there,” Jiang Yisen spoke softly, sounding impatient.
Mrs. Jiang’s face stiffened, and she seemed somewhat aggrieved, “Yisen, you rarely come home. What’s wrong with sitting next to your mom?”
As it was a family gathering, Jiang Yisen didn’t want to make his mother lose face, especially with Fang Minghe, a guest, present. It wasn’t appropriate to give him something to laugh about.
So he held back and remained silent.
Fang Minghe, with his eyes lowered, took in all their movements.
Jiang Nanshu sat next to Jiang Leyi, enjoying the food she fed him.
The family dinner passed in awkwardness and silence.
[You’re kidding, right? You asked me to come back for a meal, a reconciliation, and this is it? I might as well leave!]
As soon as Mrs. Jiang heard this, she couldn’t let it happen.
If Jiang Nanshu left, Mr. Jiang would definitely threaten her with divorce, effectively holding her fate in his hands.
So she cleared her throat and gently asked, “Nannan, how has life at school been recently? Surely the place you live in outside isn’t as good as home, right?”
Jiang Nanshu, eating pepper and salt crispy pork, replied cheerfully, “I’m living great at school, even more freely than at home. Plus, I’m staying in a villa outside, a big villa now worth over a hundred million with a sky garden, super comfortable.”
Mrs. Jiang: “…”
She hadn’t investigated where Jiang Nanshu was living. She knew nothing about it, not even the kind of life she was leading.
In her understanding, she assumed a few elder brothers would support Jiang Nanshu, as long as she didn’t starve, and maybe it would teach her a lesson. But it turned out, leaving home seemed more like a blessing for her.
She couldn’t help but look at Jiang Yisen, “Is it the villa under your name? It’s nice you let your sister stay there, but why don’t you persuade her to come home? It’s dangerous for a girl to be alone outside.”
Jiang Yisen: “…”
Wasn’t it she who drove Jiang Nanshu out, and then added everyone to a family group, declaring not to bring her back?
Jiang Yisen thought it might be good for Jiang Nanshu to move out since their relationship was only superficially acceptable anyway. They all knew the real situation in her heart. It might prevent her relationships with family members from worsening further. It was fine for her to go out and have some fun for a while.
However, before he could arrange something, she had already found a place to live.
Jiang Yisen elegantly ate the dish in front of him on the porcelain plate, his voice indifferent as he replied, “Not me, I didn’t give her any help.”
Mrs. Jiang’s gaze turned to Jiang Jingcheng, “I’ve been at the hospital, had no time to check my phone, did three surgeries in a row, and by the time I received the message, she had already run away from home for three days.”
Without even needing Mrs. Jiang to ask, Jian Hemian stated bluntly, “Neither did I, there’s so much troublesome work at the research institute, who has the time to care about the sister you drove away?”
Jiang Zhouye observed the heavy atmosphere at the dinner table and broke the silence, “Enough, let’s not talk about it anymore. It’s good that Nannan is back. As long as she didn’t suffer or tire herself out while she was away, it’s fine. I even gave her several million in savings, which is all on her card.”
Mrs. Jiang’s face turned unnaturally for a moment.
Jiang Yunchuan raised his voice, “Fourth brother, all of Nannan’s cards were frozen by mom the moment she was kicked out of the house.”
Jiang Zhouye was taken aback.
He had thought that even though Jiang Nanshu was driven out, she wouldn’t worry about food or drink, so he didn’t pay attention to her, as he was busy with signing with a new company, focusing on his album, and being a guest on variety shows.
[Whimpering sobs, I’m heartbroken, you guys don’t care about me at all.]
Jiang Nanshu forced a smile on her face, “Alright, it’s all in the past, not something important. I had food and drink outside, it doesn’t matter.”
Mrs. Jiang’s hand clenched her chopsticks tighter, feigning calmness, “Then whose house were you staying at?”
Jiang Nanshu replied with a gentle smile, “Of course, it was Brother Qingyan’s place. He took care of my meals, my accommodations, and even warmed my bed at night.”
With that statement.
Mrs. Jiang’s complexion changed.
“You two, you were living together?”
Jiang Nanshu couldn’t understand her shock, “Yes, I’m going to marry him in the future, so what’s the difference if it’s sooner or later?”
“You, do you even know what shame is!” Mrs. Jiang hadn’t expected Jiang Nanshu to be so bold.
She was already living with a man at such a young age.
“Why should I be ashamed? After this year, I will be twenty, and Brother Qingyan and I are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, what’s wrong with living together? You all don’t care about me, nor do you allow him to help me?” Jiang Nanshu flung her chopsticks down, splattering some food juice onto Mrs. Jiang’s face.
She remained unrepentant, “If you don’t welcome me, just leave it at that. Why do you have to deceitfully invite me home?”
[That’s right, that’s right, lure someone back just to scold them, you really do it well, Ms. Song. Have you forgotten the curse you swore today? It’s supposed to bring bad luck to treat me poorly.]
Mrs. Jiang wanted to say she was forced too.
She didn’t really want Jiang Nanshu to come home, and moreover, encountering Chu Muxi made her feel even more uneasy.
Seeing that a proper dinner was turned into a complete mess, especially in front of a guest, Mr. Jiang’s face turned green with anger. He slammed his palm forcefully on the table, “Stop quarreling! Do you still want to eat or not?”
This action reverberated like thunder, accompanied by Mr. Jiang’s anger-reddened face. Mrs. Jiang was stunned, looking bewilderedly at him.
[Aiya aiya, that slap must have hurt, old man. Look at how red your face has gotten from the pain; even my hands hurt just watching.]
Mr. Jiang: “…”
Damn, it really hurts.
This is a porcelain table.
But he kept a calm demeanor and maintained his angry face, not letting the pain break his composure.
Everyone at the table silently picked up their chopsticks, quietly eating.
Mr. Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, an argument could be heard outside.
Housekeeper Qian’s voice rang out, “Mrs. Chu, Miss Chu, you can’t just barge in!”
“Oh dear! Why won’t you listen!”
But within two seconds, Chu Muxi appeared at the doorway, disheveled.
Facing the dining family, her eyes brimmed with tears, “Dad, mom, brothers, I’m back.”