Translator: Zayn_
Jiang Zhihan was in no mood to refute Song Qingyou.
His eyes were staring unblinkingly at the golden light that had dimmed a lot around the other party.
Judging from Song Qingyouâs reaction, she probably couldnât see the light. However, as long as he got close, the golden light would fly towards him.
Song Qingyou wondered why her cat was walking forward and then retreating.
She followed the catâs line of sight and looked left and right.
âZhizhi.â
Song Qingyou suddenly became serious.
Jiang Zhihan looked up.
âDonât tell me you saw something âdirtyâ?â
The âdirty thingâ she mentioned was obviously a supernatural existence.
Jiang Zhihan was speechless.
Song Qingyou picked up the cat while he was still in a daze. âIf Zhizhi is scared, you can stay here with me.â
There was no need to sneak into bed.
Jiang Zhihan moved his paws to push her away, but when he realized that the golden light on Song Qingyouâs body had been completely absorbed by him, he stopped.
He couldnât wait to see Song Qingyouâs expression.
It was still normal, and there seemed to be no problem.
Then, what exactly was this golden light?
Jiang Zhihan was puzzled.
But at this moment, Song Qingyou suddenly frowned.
âWhy do 1 feel a little headache?â
Jiang Zhihan immediately became anxious.
He wanted to touch Song Qingyouâs forehead.
âYou canât scratch my face.â
Song Qingyou pressed down on his little paw.
Jiang Zhihan saw that the womanâs face had turned pale. He wanted to remind her to call Chen Lan, but his consciousness was gradually fading.
This feeling was extremely familiar.
He knew that this was a sign that his consciousness was about to return to his original body.
Last time, it was because he had experienced a life and death crisis as a cat.
Could it be because⦠that golden light?
Jiang Zhihanâs vision was blurry as he fixed his eyes on the âImpactâ on the bedside table.
He woke up.
Before Song Qingyouâs golden light appeared, Chen Lan told her that she had entered the top 200 of the celebrity influence list.
If this golden light was the key to him turning back into a human, then wouldnât he have to wait for Song Qingyou to reach the top of the influential list before he could completely get rid of his cat body?
Jiangwan villa area.
Jiang Zhihanâs eyelids moved slightly on the hospital bed.
The alarm in the ward sounded again.
Fang Yan was awakened by the ringing of the bell while sleeping.
After a while, Jiang Zhihan called. âIâm sorry to bother you during your break.â Hearing the bossâs apology, Fang Yan was flattered: âYou donât have to say that, my mobile phone is connected to the hospital alarm sound. When you wake up, I will have a reminder here.â
Jiang Zhihan hummed and asked, âHow long did it take for me to wake up last time?â
âHalf an hour, no more, no less.â
âRemember to record the duration of each time 1 wake up.â
Every time? âDo you know what happened to your body?â Fang Yan blurted out.
âItâs just a guess.â
Jiang Zhihan replied, âContact Song Qingyouâs manager later. Tell her that
Song Qingyou might not be feeling well. Ask her to check on her as soon as possible.â
âAh?â Fang Yan was dumbfounded.
âDonât let her manager mention me.â
âAlright!â
Fang Yan really wanted to know how the boss knew that the little celebrity was not feeling well.
They wouldnât be living together⦠right?
âThereâs one more thing.â
Jiang Zhihanâs voice pulled back Fang Yanâs thoughts.
âIsnât it better to start a new entertainment company to make a celebrity famous in a short period of time?â
Fang Yanâs head stopped spinning for two seconds.
Then, he was extremely glad that he had caught up on the information of the entertainment industry last time.
âActually, you can just invest in it. Invest in the film and television projects, and then arrange for the artistes you want to make famous to join the groupâ¦â Halfway through his sentence, Fang Yan paused. âMay I ask, AAr. Jiang, are you trying to promote Ms. Song?â
âOf course itâs her.â
His tone was firm, as if there were no other artistes in the world.
The corner of Fang Yanâs mouth twitched. âIf itâs Miss Song⦠1 think it will be a little difficult.â
âI watched Man vs. Wild 3, the variety show that Miss Song participated inâ¦To be honest, Miss Song doesnât seem like the kind of person who would accept your help for no reason.â
Jiang Zhihan nodded, âThatâs true.â
With the little girlâs unwillingness to admit defeat, no matter how one looked at it, it seemed like she only wanted to rely on herself.
Even though he was eager to turn back into a human, Jiang Zhihan wanted to respect Song Qingyouâs wishes.
The matter of starting a company was over.
While Jiang Zhihan was back in his human form, he still had to sign the company documents that were piling up.
On the other side.
Chen Lan received a call from an unknown number in the middle of the night. She wanted to curse and hang up, but the other party said, âHello, Ms. Chen.
Iâm the assistant of the president of Jiangyuan Corporation, Fang Yan.â
The two richest families in the country were the Lu family and the Jiang family. This was something that almost everyone knew.
Therefore, when she heard the words âJiangyuan Companyâ, Chen Lan felt a little dizzy. âWhat, what did you say?â
âMr. Jiang told me to contact you. Miss Song Qingyou doesnât seem to be feeling well.â Fang Yan repeated.
After Fang Yan finished his instructions, he reminded Chen Lan not to mention
Jiang Zhihan in front of Song Qingyou.
Chen Lanâs head was buzzing, and her attention was focused on the words âMr. Jiangâ.
Fortunately, no matter how shocked she was, Chen Lan still remembered the important matter.
Hence, she went to the hotel where the crew was staying at two oâclock in the morning.
Song Qingyou sat up in bed at daybreak.
She raised her hand, and the cat that had been pressed down the whole night jumped off the bed like a rocket.
Jiang Zhihan had only been awake for 20 minutes last night. When he returned to the cat body, he realized that he couldnât move and was in a bad mood.
Song Qingyou watched her cat run back to the cat bed and was about to tease him when she suddenly froze.
She slowly turned her head.
She met a pair of bloodshot eyes.
The owner of the eyes revealed a miserable smile.
âYouâre awake?â
Song Qingyou shivered and leaned back.
She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Chen Lan.
âSister Lan, why are you here?â
Compared to why Chen Lan was here, Song Qingyou was even more surprised that someone had entered her room without her knowing.
Did she sleep like a pig last night?
Thinking of this, Song Qingyou couldnât help but frown.
Last night, she seemed to have a sudden headache and fell asleep in a daze?
âAnd youâre asking me why Iâm here.â Chen Lan rolled her eyes. âYou didnât feel well last night, right? Iâve been waiting for you all night!â
âHow did Sister Lan know I wasnât feeling well?â Song Qingyou asked
suspiciously. âI remember that 1 didnât send you a messageâ¦â
âCoughââ Chen Lan was suddenly at a loss for words.
She remembered President Jiangâs assistantâs instructions last night and thought that if Song Qingyou didnât wake up in the morning, she would call the ambulance.
Thinking about it⦠She had forgotten the explanationâ¦
âWell, Iâm your manager after all. Iâve been with you for a long time. If anything happens to you, I can sense it. Itâs a womanâs sixth sense. Isnât that normal?â âI came over last night because I thought you might be uncomfortable!â
In the end, Chen Lan almost believed it herself!
She just didnât dare to look Song Qingyou in the eye..