Chapter 317: Chapter 317 She is determined about this medicine!
This sudden situation panicked Zhou Yanbai.
He couldn’t worry about stressing her out, so he picked her up and ran outside.
Director Wen thought Su Ran could come to act, but she fainted and had to be taken to the hospital.
The scenes involving the lead actress had to be postponed again, and he was furious.
How could there be so many issues in one day!
Allowing her to take a one-hour leave to talk was already a favor to Zhou Yanbai, and then this happened.
He was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes glared, and with a sweep of his hand, he reassigned all of the lead actress’s scenes to Jiang Leyi.
Act or don’t act.
He didn’t care about what was going on with Su Ran.
If she couldn’t come back, he’d just rewrite the whole drama to elevate the second female lead!
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West Suburb Cemetery.
Jiang Nanshu, who had finished cleaning Zhou Yanxu’s gravestone, had no idea what had happened on the set.
Her main intention today was to say goodbye to Zhou Yanxu.
She was no longer the clingy Jiang Nanshu of the past.
In the eight years since his death, she had diverged drastically from the image of herself in his mind, following a completely different path.
Even if the Zhou Yanxu of this world hadn’t died, he was no longer the Zhou Yanxu she knew.
To her, he was just a stranger who looked very similar.
She wouldn’t seek him out, nor would she interfere in his life.
Jiang Nanshu would not stay put for anyone.
So, let her keep those beautiful memories of the past, for the current Jiang Nanshu had let Zhou Yanxu down.
Jiang Nanshu placed a white statice flower at the base of his gravestone.
The wind lifted her slightly curled black hair, and Jiang Nanshu lightly curved her lips, “I had almost forgotten what you looked like, but I never imagined we would meet like this again. Yanxu, this time I won’t look for you in a parallel universe. I’m going back now. Is it alright if I take your ashes back to Port City?”
The wind howled by her ear, as if answering her, but her question was doomed to remain unanswered.
“Nanshu, it’s time to leave,” Zhou Zhenghui stepped forward.
He felt somewhat moved; were Zhou Yanxu’s deeds really that touching?
Did he randomly come across a supporter of Zhou Yanxu?
But what did it matter to him, as long as there was no malice toward Zhou Yanxu?
Jiang Nanshu turned and left briskly, speaking to Zhou Zhenghui as she walked, “Where is Lady Zhou?”
Zhou Zhenghui sighed helplessly, “She just called and told me she made lunch and went to give it to Yiyi. Having a daughter is really different; it’s been over a decade since I’ve tasted her cooking.”
His tone was slightly joking yet tinged with a hint of regret.
Jiang Nanshu was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, “Sister Le Yi is not a member of the Jiang Family. She was mistakenly brought to the Jiang Family as a child, while I returned to the Jiang Family due to an accident three years ago. The parents of the Jiang Family couldn’t bear to have Sister Le Yi outside, and falsely claimed to outsiders that she and I were twins.”
Zhou Zhenghui initially stared in shock, then his eyes widened, “Nanshu, what do you mean by this?”
He hadn’t uncovered these matters, because Beijing kept the information regarding Jiang Leyi and Jiang Nanshu tightly guarded, and digging deeper would undoubtedly alarm the people there.
Jiang Nanshu smiled, “It means nothing special, just thought you should know about my sister’s background to better understand her. These matters are not secrets in the upper echelons of Beijing. As for Port City, people generally don’t pay attention to what’s happening there, so they wouldn’t know; oh, and my sister isn’t a child of my foster mother, she appeared out of nowhere, without any biological family.”
Zhou Zhenghui suddenly felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched, his head dizzy and confused—these revelations had him reeling.
“You…” Zhou Zhenghui started to speak, then stopped.
Jiang Nanshu sighed softly, “After all, I hope she can have a better life. Mr. Zhou, why don’t you quietly go and do a DNA test with my sister? Even if she isn’t, it’s okay. These things are just guesses without much foundation, and there’s no need to be too heartbroken. Of course, I hope you can do it without Yan Bai knowing. If he finds out, you might never find your biological daughter.”
Zhou Zhenghui couldn’t hold back the tears welled up in his eyes, his voice breaking in the wind, “My Niao Niao was lost in Beijing. Initially, I chased the person whom Yan Bai pointed out, following him all the way to a city in the Southwest. It was only later that I realized it was a diversion; my daughter had already been taken away, and I couldn’t find her anywhere.”
“The first time I saw your sister, I thought she looked kind and I couldn’t help wanting to interact with her more…” Zhou Zhenghui murmured.
Jiang Nanshu had called a taxi in advance and was waiting by the roadside.
Hearing Zhou Zhenghui’s words, she responded with a smile, “Then I wish you luck. I’m leaving.”
“Thank you, Nanshu,” Zhou Zhenghui said earnestly.
Whether Jiang Leyi was his biological daughter or not, he was grateful to Jiang Nanshu for giving him such crucial information.
“You’re welcome.”
The rideshare drove off.
Jiang Nanshu watched the scenery beside the road.
The plot of this book had changed drastically; those who should have had misfortunes had none, and those who shouldn’t had tragic fates.
Jiang Leyi’s fate in the book was that of a sidekick.
But she was also very lucky; she had a family who loved her very much since she was little. If Zhou Zhenghui confirmed that Jiang Leyi was his daughter lost nineteen years ago, then she would have even more people who loved her unreservedly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Nanshu found herself missing Mrs. Ji.
She took out her phone to video call her.
In the video, Mrs. Ji looked somewhat frail, her face slightly yellow from the medication, but upon seeing Jiang Nanshu, all her pain turned into a smile, “Nannan, how’s work on your end? Is it going smoothly?”
“Yes, it’s going well. I wanted to ask about your condition. Has there been any progress? Has the hospital found a suitable bone marrow?”
“Oh, it’s the same. I’m okay, feeling much better, actually. They’re still looking at the hospital; it should be soon. Don’t worry about me while you’re away.”
Jiang Nanshu looked at her smile, and an inexplicable sadness welled up inside her.
“Mom…”
“Nannan, what’s wrong? Is there something you want to tell Mom?” Mrs. Ji immediately saw that something was off with Jiang Nanshu’s emotions and quickly asked.
If it weren’t for the screen between them, Jiang Nanshu suspected Mrs. Ji wished she could be right there beside her.
The words Jiang Nanshu wanted to say were stuck in her throat, and she met Mrs. Ji’s worried gaze, quickly containing her emotions.
She couldn’t burden others. What if she really died? With Mrs. Ji’s deep affection for her, what would she do then?
Taking a deep breath, she replied, “It’s nothing. You focus on getting better. I’m hanging up now.”
After hanging up the call.
Jiang Nanshu recalled the time of Mrs. Ji’s death.
It was about a month after Lu Qingyan had passed.
The original character had literally angered her foster mother to death in her bed.
And because she had drugged Lu Qingyan, leading him to have relations with the heroine Su Ran, the two of them began a tumultuous relationship—alternately sweet and torturous. Meanwhile, she, the villainous sidekick, was utterly despised by the male lead, and the Jiang Family declared they would cut all ties with her, completely driving her out of the family home.
Jiang Nanshu felt somber.
The heroine hadn’t even reached that part yet, but she had already experienced it.
Having gone through it once, she didn’t feel good and certainly didn’t want a second time…
She was determined about the drug.