These days are better than those of immortals.
Jiang Leyi looked at her helplessly, “It’s you who are comfortable.”
“I wish to be like you. If I hadn’t found my biological family, maybe I could’ve done it. It’s a shackle, but at the same time, I revel in the honor it brings…” Jiang Leyi let out a sigh, “Actually… what resonates with my soul is acting. I love the entertainment field. My dad gave me five years to play around, to do everything I want, before returning to bear the responsibilities that are mine.”
Jiang Nanshu watched her intently.
“So, do you regret it?”
Jiang Leyi burst into laughter, “No, I don’t. It’s just that I can’t, like you, choose someone I love. My path is predetermined to be an arranged marriage, to consolidate the family in the business world. When I was eighteen or nineteen, I loved those small-time stars who were as unknown as me, and I was very happy talking about everything under the sun with them.”
“That Xie Zimiao is a scumbag, you know,” Jiang Nanshu reminded her.
Jiang Leyi chuckled, “I’m not talking about him, it’s someone else. You know him too… Forget it, let’s not talk about it. Things are pretty good now, at least I can buy many things I couldn’t before and give them to you. That’s a pleasure I’ve found in all this.”
Jiang Nanshu grew more curious, wondering who it could be.
Someone who could touch the heart of Jiang Leyi.
“Come on, big sis, tell me quietly. I won’t tell Uncle Zhou.”
Jiang Leyi smiled, lips pursed, keeping it mysterious, “I won’t tell you. You’ll have to guess.”
Jiang Nanshu’s curiosity was tickled.
But Jiang Leyi went inside to get busy.
Jiang Nanshu stood at the door, thinking for a long time. She really didn’t know any stars—except for Jiang Zhouye and his teammates whom she met once, the actors on set, and Yuan Feng, who had passed away.
After a long while without an answer, Jiang Nanshu gave up.
In the next instant, her phone rang.
It was an unfamiliar number.
It was a new phone; she hadn’t had the chance to save any contacts.
She answered, “Hello, who is this?”
The other end was silent for a full three seconds before a cold laugh, “You’re something else.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
I’m done with this.
Every time things started to get better with Lu Qingyan, this would happen.
She really hadn’t bothered to memorize Lu Qingyan’s number.
So she just laughed it off, “I haven’t saved the numbers on this phone yet, ahaha, I’ll save it right away.”
“I’m at your doorstep, come out.”
After saying that, he hung up.
Jiang Nanshu smirked, someday she’d be this cool too!
So, she summoned the villa’s maid to help her move her things.
It even saved her the trouble of borrowing a car.
After going outside.
Lu Qingyan was leaning against the car, with a little boy in front of him, craning his neck, staring at each other.
Hearing some noise behind him, he quickly turned around, his dark grape-like eyes gleaming, “Auntie Nanshu!”
“Xuxu?”
Shang Xu ignored Lu Qingyan and ran straight up to Jiang Nanshu, “I missed you, Auntie Nanshu.”
He didn’t dive into her arms like he used to when he was little; Shang Xu’s once chubby-cheeked face had become chiselled, still youthful, but clearly growing into a handsome boy.
Jiang Nanshu, seeing how tall Xuxu had become, almost to her shoulder, touched his head with a hint of wonder, “You’ve grown so tall, looks like you’ve been eating well.”
Shang Xu didn’t mind being touched by Jiang Nanshu, he’d be bristling if it were anyone else.
He gazed at Jiang Nanshu with a silly smile, “Auntie Nanshu, I’m in fourth grade now, and I’m the top student in the whole school.”
Jiang Nanshu didn’t skimp on praise, “Xuxu, that’s amazing.”
Shang Xu’s face turned red, a bit too shy to look at Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Leyi glanced at Lu Qingyan, who was grinding his teeth in frustration.
He had once claimed he didn’t like her, and yet he ended up marrying Jiang Nanshu!
He’s still a kid!
Lu Qingyan caught Shang Xu’s gaze, walked over to Jiang Nanshu, and looked down at him, “What’s with that look in your eyes?”
“Hmph,” Shang Xu snorted coldly, “No respect for martial arts.”
Lu Qingyan: “?”
Shang Xu was somewhat displeased with his little uncle.
Why should he always be sour-faced around his little aunt? If it were him, he’d be grinning every day. What more could he ask for!
Shang Xu was precocious and remembered things from when he was three or four years old.
Jiang Nanshu had no idea how thrilled and overjoyed he was the day she saved him from that villa, how grateful he was that she came to rescue his mother, who was being abused by his father. His now stable life, half of it wasthanks to Jiang Nanshu’s doing.
Even though he was young, he wasn’t blind to the subtle emotions between adults.
Although he didn’t know why his little uncle was upset.
But he wouldn’t allow anyone to snub his little aunt!
So, he stretched out his arms and hugged Jiang Nanshu tightly, “I like my little aunt.”
Lu Qingyan: “?”
Learning to like others before he’s fully grown, what an idea.
“If you don’t treat her right, in the future there will be plenty who will, hmph.”
“Heh,” Lu Qingyan scoffed coldly, “Did your mom teach you to come and annoy me?”
Shang Xu curled his lip, “Not at all, I’m just telling the truth. You’ll get old one day, and if you don’t treat your wife well, she’ll ditch you, this old meat, for some young guys.”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
Jiang Nanshu: “!!!”
Is that something you can say?
Whimper.
The boldest thing she’d ever done was to cheerfully hire eighteen male models to sing and dance for her.
Seeing the tension between the two, Jiang Nanshu coughed lightly, “When your little uncle gets old, I’ll be old too, and the young guys won’t fancy me anymore.”
Shang Xu frowned, “No way, my little aunt will always be beautiful.”
Jiang Nanshu’s face lit up with joy, this kid sure had a sweet mouth.
She smiled and pinched Shang Xu’s little cheek, “Keep talking like that, I love hearing it.”
Shang Xu’s face turned red.
Lu Qingyan took Jiang Nanshu away without further ado, “Why bother chatting with a little brat? My stomach hurts, let’s go home.”
He took Jiang Nanshu away just like that.
Shang Xu muttered, “Can’t you take a joke?”
The car drove along the main road.
Ye Yuan focused straight ahead, daring not to eavesdrop.
Lu Qingyan watched the colorful neon lights through the window as Jiang Nanshu leaned against the car seat, dozing off.
“Nannan, about this afternoon, it was my fault, sorry, did it scare you?” Lu Qingyan’s voice suddenly broke the silence.
Jiang Nanshu rubbed her eyes groggily, “I’m very brave, it can’t scare me, but, it feels uncomfortable, I always think that I’m the reason you ended up like this.”
“It has nothing to do with you, I can control myself, don’t be afraid,” Lu Qingyan said, and only then did he feel a bit lighter.
He hadn’t taken his medication since Jiang Nanshu returned and saw that he couldn’t just stop; he needed to stay gentle and courteous, not frightening people like a madman.
Before Jiang Nanshu could reply, Ye Yuan suddenly shouted in panic, “President Lu, watch out! There’s a car coming.”
Ye Yuan jerked the steering wheel fiercely, and their car was hit by another, then slid into a tree by the roadside with a violent crash.
Jiang Nanshu was tightly protected in a gentle embrace scented with sandalwood.