Translator: Zayn_
Song Qingyou lived in an ordinary residential area.
After the Song family went bankrupt, all the real estate under Father Songâs name was used as collateral.
Only this small house with one bedroom and one living room was registered under Song Qingyouâs name, and she had chosen it herself when she was in high school.
Chen Lan, who was here for the first time, looked around.
âBe careful when you go out in the future. It wonât be good if youâre recognized.â
Song Qingyou walked into the house that she hadnât lived in for half a month, but in fact, she didnât know how long she hadnât been back. It felt like a lifetime ago.
Chen Lan opened the window for ventilation. âWhat are you waiting for? Clean up quickly!â
The two of them worked for a while, and the living room was finally clean.
Song Qingyou picked up Zhizhi on the sofa and let his chin rest on her arm.
Jiang Zhihan was forced to stare at her phone screen.
In the next second, a message popped up on the screen.
It was sent by the pet hospital. It listed the damage of each equipment and the price.
In total, it was nearly 200,000 yuan.
To Jiang Zhihan, this was just a small amount of money.
However-
Song Qingyouâs finger stopped at the number.
After a while, she looked up. âSister Lan, please lend me 200,000 yuan first.â
âWhat do you want so much money for? Didnât you get a hundred thousand yuan for your appearance fee?â
âThe appearance fee has been transferred to the hospital. As for the 200,000 yuanâ¦â
Song Qingyou showed the message to Chen Lan.
The latter was shocked. âThis cat broke all of this? I say, Song Qingyou, even if you sell this cat, it wonât be worth two thousand, right? It caused you to pay so much money, and you still want to raise it?!â
If it were her, she would have thrown this cat away long ago!
âOf course.â Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows.
âIf I had known earlier, I wouldnât have let you save this catâ¦â
Chen Lan still wanted to nag, but when she saw Song Qingyou looking over, she sighed. âWhen the one million yuan prize money from the show comes out, remember to return it to me.â
After paying, Jiang Zhihan silently glanced at Song Qingyouâs balance: 2047.3.
In an instant, Jiang Zhihan felt guilty.
Song Qingyou opened the shopping page and entered the word âcat bedâ in the search bar.
She only had 2,000 yuan left, and she still had to buy him a cat bedâ¦
Jiang Zhihan felt even more apologetic, and his ears drooped.
Song Qingyou stroked her catâs head in confusion. âWhy is Zhizhi so listless?â
âCome, letâs see what kind of cat bed you want.â
Song Qingyou clicked on one of them. âHow about this pink one? The pink ones are cute. Zhizhi would definitely like them.â
Jiang Zhihan looked up and saw the polka dot bow on the cat bed.
The guilt instantly dissipated.
He turned his head mercilessly, looking very dissatisfied.
Song Qingyou sighed heavily. âThis cat bed is the cheapest. Zhizhi likes expensive ones, but 1 canât afford itâ¦â
Jiang Zhihan couldnât help but turn his head to look at the price.
But the string of numbers was covered by Song Qingyouâs thumb.
He looked back at Song Qingyou.
Forget it, pink it is.
Jiang Zhihan meowed at the cat bed.
Song Qingyou instantly understood. âSo Zhizhi likes this cat bedâ¦â
Hence, she moved her thumb down to add it the shopping cart.
Jiang Zhihan finally saw the price: 800 yuan.
No matter how rich he was, he still knew the basic prices.
800 yuan for a cat bed, how could it be the cheapest?!
At this moment, Song Qingyou suddenly laughed. â1 didnât expect a little male cat like Zhizhi to have such a girly heart!â
âAlthough this cat bed is a little expensive, Iâve decided to buy it!â
âMeow-â
âYouâre not allowed to buy it!â
Jiang Zhihan slapped his phone.
His furry face looked angry.
Song Qingyou stifled her laughter. âIâm just kidding. Zhizhi is so handsome. The white one is more suitable.â
Chen Lan looked at the cat cooperatively loosening its claws and was puzzled. âDoes it understand what youâre saying? Did he really become a spirit?â
âMaybe he can tell by the tone of my voice.â
Then, she ordered a cat bed and a bag of cat food.
âYou canât even afford to eat, yet youâre still so nice to a cat?â Chen Lan said sarcastically.
âSister Lan wants to sleep in a cat bed and eat cat food too?â Song Qingyou asked.
âI donât want to!â Chen Lan pursed her lips. âStop staring at the cat. Iâm here to talk to you about the advertisement and endorsement.â
âThese were all the ones that came for you when you were filming Man vs. Wild 3â¦Since youâre short of money now, why donât you take them all?â
âLet me take a look first.â
Chen Lan sent a document over.
Other than some messy brand endorsements and commercial activities, there was only one audition invitation for a female supporting role in a Machiavellian drama that could be called normal.
At the bottom, there were three âdining invitations.â
The so-called âmealâ was obviously asking for a drinking companion.
Chen Lan asked her to accept all of them. Her meaning was self-evident.
Jiang Zhihan also glanced at her and his eyes darkened.
âThe last threeâ¦They are all famous investors in the industry. Even if you agree once, you can get some opportunities.â
âMan vs. Wild 3 has indeed made you popular, but this kind of thing can only happen by chance. In addition, you have offended Shen Xiyan. How long do you think you can be popular? One day? A week? A month?â
âAnyway, I suggest you try.â
Every circle had its own unspoken rules.
Jiang Zhihan knew this.
Seeing that Song Qingyou didnât say anything for a long time, he thought she was considering agreeing, and his heart sank.
Chen Lan felt that this matter might work, so she opened her mouth to continue persuading her.
Song Qingyou closed the file. âApart from the audition for the female supporting role in the Machiavellian drama, help me reject the rest.â
âThose three investors-â
âIf thereâs such an invitation in the future, just reject it directly.â
âWhy do you have to-â
âSister Lan.â Song Qingyouâs face turned cold. âIf you want me to send them to the 1CU, you can agree on my behalf.â
Chen Lan recalled Song Qingyouâs display of strength and immediately followed her heart.
âOkay, I understand. Iâll refuse.â
Chen Lan didnât want to face Song Qingyouâs cold face at all.
She was afraid that she would be beaten up.
Therefore, after discussing work matters, she ran away without stopping.
As soon as she left, Song Qingyou took the cat to the hospital.
Jiang Zhihan glanced at the patientâs name hanging on the door: Song Xingye.
He seemed to have heard this name somewhere, but he didnât have a deep impression and couldnât remember.
âZhizhi, donât make a scene later.â
Song Qingyou whispered before pushing open the door.
The man with half of his hair white was lying on the hospital bed, showing no signs of waking up. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
It had been a long time since she came back, and Song Qingyou felt a lot more at ease when she saw her adoptive father who treated her so well.
While Jiang Zhihan was still wondering about the nostalgia and emotion in Song Qingyouâs eyes, he saw her squatting by the bed and taking Song Xingyeâs pulse. She even checked his eyes and tongue.
What was she doing?
As soon as the question appeared in his mind, he heard Song Qingyou whisper, âItâs actually a coma caused by neurotoxin poisoningâ¦â
âItâs different from the diagnosis given by the hospital.â
Jiang Zhihan was shocked by the information that was revealed in just two sentences.
First, there seemed to be something else going on with Song Xingyeâs coma.
Second, Song Qingyou had studied medicine?
But no matter how curious he was, there was no way Song Qingyou would tell a cat this.
She suppressed her doubts and went to talk to the attending doctor.
Of course, Song Qingyou didnât mention anything about her diagnosis..