Translator: Zayn_
Song Qingyou didnât notice anything strange about her cat.
Under Zhong Jiayinâs âmarketingâ, she still joined the group called âJiang Zhihanâs Fansâ.
Everyone in the group used their real names. There were a few names that Song Qingyou found familiar. She had probably seen or heard of them before the Song family went bankrupt.
âWhat if 1 want to change my nickname?â Song Qingyou looked up.
âI was the one who dragged you in. No one will blame you even if you change.â
Song Qingyou turned off her phone and asked in confusion, âThis group⦠Whatâs the use?â
Was it to let everyone count how many love rivals they had?
âOf course, itâs to share President Jiangâs photos.â Zhong Jiayin said matter-of-factly, âBut the photos canât be leaked.â
âWerenât you recording a program at Jiangyuan Corporation previouslyâ¦â
âI didnât take any photos,â Song Qingyou quickly replied.
In case Zhong Jiayin didnât believe her, she took out her phone and showed her the photo gallery on her phone.
Jiang Zhihan used all his limbs and jumped onto a shelf that was taller than him.
Seeing that Song Qingyouâs photo album was filled with cat pictures, Jiang Zhihan was a little jealous of himself. Zhong Jiayin pouted in disappointment. âIn addition to sharing the photos, we will also inform others in advance about which banquet President Jiang might attend.â
Song Qingyou was speechless.
Then wasnât this just like chasing after a star?
As expected of a fan group.
âThereâs one more important thing.â Zhong Jiayinâs face suddenly turned serious.
Song Qingyou: ?
âIf anyone manages to woo President Jiang, you must inform the sisters in the group.â
âAnd then?â Song Qingyou asked back, âCrashing the wedding?â
âNo, Iâm more inclined to curse them to break up quickly.â
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Song Qingyou didnât think that these things had anything to do with her, so she patiently listened to Zhong Jiayinâs words and couldnât wait to leave. âWhatâs your relationship with Gu Xingchen?â Zhong Jiayin asked before she left.
Song Qingyou was alarmed, âWeâve only met a few times⦠Donât tell me you like Teacher Gu tooâ¦â
âWho likes him?â Zhong Jiayin scoffed in disdain. âIâm just curious. Youâre not familiar with him, yet he keeps posting about you on Weibo. It looks like heâs just being hot-headedâ¦â
Song Qingyou wanted to explain herself so that Zhong Jiayin wouldnât misunderstand.
However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Zhong Jiayin waved her hand, indicating that she could leave. She also called Gu Xingchen.
Song Qingyou had no choice but to leave.
Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw many people around her looking at her with inquiring eyes. Chen Lan and Zhao Yingnan were among them.
âQingyou, are you alright?â Chen Lan grabbed her arm as soon as she returned. âZhong Jiayin didnât say anything unpleasant or threaten you, did she?â
âWhy would she threaten me for no reason?â Song Qingyou was confused.
Zhao Yingnan also asked with concern, âThen why was she looking for you?â
Song Qingyou thought for two seconds and replied, âWe exchanged contact information.â
Joining the group was equivalent to having a way to contact her. There was nothing wrong with saying that.
Chen Lan and Zhao Yingnan both looked surprised.
âWhy was she suddenly asking for your contact information? Didnât she go to find trouble with you?â
Song Qingyou shook her head. She knew that the two of them had misunderstood Zhong Jiayin, so she said, âTeacher Zhong wouldnât find trouble with me for no reason. Her temper isnât that bad. Donât listen to the rumors.â Before she could finish her sentence, they heard Zhong Jiayin ordering her assistant around.
âCanât you see that Iâm on the phone here? Why arenât you bringing me a chair?â
Chen Lan looked at Zhong Jiayinâs angry glare, then at Song Qingyou, their expressions seemingly saying, âYou call this not having a bad temper?â âLetâs not talk about this,â Song Qingyou said helplessly. âSister Lan, please give me your phone.â
With the phone in her hand, Song Qingyou went straight to Weibo.
After seeing Gu Xingchen @ her, she understood why Zhong Jiayin had asked about their relationship.
Gu Xingchen had posted it on Weibo yesterday, and Chen Lan had already responded in a very official manner.
When Song Qingyou wasnât free, she would usually leave her Weibo to Chen Lan.
Qingyou scrolled through her Weibo homepage and remembered that she hadnât shown her cat for two or three days. She couldnât help but turn on her camera.
âZhizhi?â
She looked around but did not see her cat.
Zhizhi was usually very obedient and always stayed by her side. Now that he suddenly disappeared, Song Qingyou was a little flustered.
âIt was here just now.â Chen Lan frowned and said, âDonât be anxious. Iâll look around.â
Zhao Yingnan also wanted to help, but just as she opened her mouth, she was called away by her manager.
Song Qingyou wasnât in the mood to browse Weibo or read the script. She stood up and went to look for the cat.
Chen Lan turned around and was about to comfort her when she caught a glimpse of Zhu Jiaoâs figure from the corner of her eye.
In front of her was Zhizhi, who had grown fat from Song Qingyouâs care.
âQingyou, look over there.â
Chen Lan pointed in a direction.
Song Qingyou walked over without hesitation.
At this moment, the cat really needed her to save him.
After Jiang Zhihan heard the conversation between Song Qingyou and Zhong Jiayin, he was stunned for a while.
When he came back to his senses and was about to leave, Zhu Jiao walked towards him.
Jiang Zhihan was worried that she would hurt him, so he ignored her.
Who knew that Zhu Jiaoâs hand would emit a pungent smell, which had a great impact on the cat.
Jiang Zhihan was almost driven by his instinct to grab the other partyâs hand.
However, the smell was unbearable to Jiang Zhihan. He wanted to run away immediately.
Jiang Zhihan stood rooted to the ground.
From afar, it looked like a pitiful cat cowering in the corner.
âWhat are you doing?â Song Qingyou walked behind Zhu Jiao.
The latter was so frightened that she trembled. Then, he said with conviction, âOf course I want to touch it!â
âYour cat is running around the set. Canât I touch it?â
âCanât you see that heâs unhappy?â Song Qingyouâs face turned cold.
âWho say itâs unhappy?â Zhu Jiao didnât seem to believe this. She said confidently, âMaybe it likes me more than you!â
As she spoke, she took a few steps forward and forced Zhizhi into a corner before reaching out to grab him.
Song Qingyou narrowed her eyes, feeling that something was wrong.
At this moment, Zhizhi dodged Zhu Jiaoâs hand, but before it could raise its front paws, it quickly ran back to Song Qingyouâs side, as if it was hiding from a ferocious beast.
A few of the onlookers couldnât help but laugh out loud. They could vaguely hear the words âcats hate dogsâ.
âMiss Zhu,â Song Qingyouâs face was still cold. âIf you can scare a cat to this extent, it must be because you have a pungent smell that only cats can smell.â âYou canât say things carelessly-â
Zhu Jiao still wanted to quibble.
âIf anything happens to Zhizhi, Iâll call the police.â
Zhu Jiao gritted her teeth.
âLet me correct you. Zhizhi is an internet celebrity with millions of fans. Heâs very valuable.â
Song Qingyou picked up the cat, her eyes sharp. âIâm just saying this to remind Miss Zhu that damaging personal property is illegal.â
The surrounding crowd was as quiet as a chicken.
Zhu Jiao still wanted to quibble, but Luo Hongqing suddenly came to call someone..