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Chapter 233: Wasting My Time

Translator: Zayn_

Zhong Jiayin looked at Song Qingyou, who was lying on the hospital bed, with mixed feelings.

Fortunately, she had asked her assistant to wait downstairs and stop the media reporters who might appear.

If people saw Jiang Zhihan here, who knew how much trouble that would cause!

Jiang Zhihan strode to the bed and skillfully took the empty bowl from Song Qingyouโ€™s table.

โ€œIโ€™ll go throw the trash. You guys chat.โ€

It was a very normal sentence, but to Zhong Jiayin, it sounded like the words and actions of a patientโ€™s family.

Song Qingyou didnโ€™t think much of it and just said, โ€œOh.โ€

She planned to explain to Zhong Jiayin later. If she couldnโ€™t explain herself, she would leave the trouble to Jiang Zhihan.

As soon as the door closed, Zhong Jiayin could not help but ask, โ€œYouโ€™re justโ€ฆ letting President Jiang throw the trash for you?โ€

โ€œDidnโ€™t he want to go?โ€ Song Qingyou blinked.

Besides, Jiang Zhihan only told her to talk to Zhong Jiayin alone, so he used the excuse of throwing the trash.

What was there to be surprised about?

โ€œIf he wants to go, youโ€™ll let him go?โ€ Zhong Jiayin asked.

โ€œโ€ฆWhy not?โ€

Song Qingyou didnโ€™t understand, โ€œDo we need to hold a ceremony to throw out trash?โ€ Or did Jiang Zhihan never throwaway trash?

Their brain circuits did not match at all.

โ€œOf course you should go by yourself!โ€ Zhong Jiayin was a little angry. โ€œYou actually let President Jiang throw trash for you. What do you haveโ€ฆโ€

Zhong Jiayin opened her mouth to ask what right Song Qingyou had.

However, halfway through her sentence, she thought of how the two of them seemed to get along very naturally, and she forcefully swallowed her words.

โ€œAnyway, it just wonโ€™t work! You told me last time that you were not familiar with President Jiang. Why did he come over to visitโ€ฆ and take care of you in a blink of an eye?โ€

Song Qingyou thought that Zhong Jiayin was too angry to say anything.

โ€œMr. Jiang and I are not what Ms. Zhong thinks we are-โ€

โ€œStop! You donโ€™t have to explain.โ€ Zhong Jiayin raised a hand, gesturing for Song Qingyou to shut up.

โ€œI know youโ€™re worried that Iโ€™ll be angry and hit you when youโ€™re down, but thereโ€™s no need.โ€

Zhong Jiayin had an โ€˜Iโ€™ve seen through youโ€™ expression on her face. ๐“ฏ๐’“๐’†๐’†๐”€๐’†๐“ซ๐“ท๐™ค๐’—๐’†๐’.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข

โ€œYou can get close to President Jiang and make him like you. Thatโ€™s your ability. It has nothing to do with me!โ€

โ€œBut I-โ€

Song Qingyou just wanted to say that she and Jiang Zhihan were at most partners and friends. There was no such thing as liking or disliking.

However, Zhong Jiayin didnโ€™t want to listen at all. She looked down at her and clicked her tongue.

โ€œDonโ€™t act like youโ€™ve gotten a bargain! Let me tell you, 1 hate this.โ€

โ€œIf you continue, Iโ€™ll tell the people in the group about this. Those people arenโ€™t as sensible as me.โ€

Since Zhong Jiayin didnโ€™t want to tell anyone, she could explain it later.

โ€œThank you.โ€ Song Qingyou didnโ€™t say anything else.

Zhong Jiayinโ€™s expression stiffened for a moment before she said uncomfortably, โ€œYou still have time to thank me. Since youโ€™re awake, quickly post a Weibo post to respond to those public opinions.โ€

โ€œThank you for your reminder, Teacher Zhong.โ€ Song Qingyou thanked her again.

โ€œIโ€™m not trying to remind you.โ€ Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows. โ€œ1 just donโ€™t want the cast to change again. If that happens, Iโ€™ll have to re-film the scenes that Iโ€™ve already filmed. Itโ€™ll be a waste of my time!โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll settle it as soon as possible. Donโ€™t worry, Teacher Zhong.โ€

โ€œWhoโ€™s worried? Compared to Zhu Jiao, youโ€™re more pleasing to the eye.โ€

Zhong Jiayin snorted. โ€œBesides, you have someone backing you up now. You should be able to settle this quickly.โ€

Song Qingyou didnโ€™t explain that she didnโ€™t ask Jiang Zhihan for help. After all, he might not listen to her even if she told him, so she just smiled back.

โ€œIf youโ€™re fine, come back and film. Donโ€™t waste my time.โ€

Zhong Jiayin put down the fruit basket and left. No matter how she looked at it, she looked like she had been forced to visit Song Qingyou.

She left the ward and was about to go downstairs when she heard Jiang Zhihan talking to the doctor.

โ€œโ€ฆItโ€™s indeed just a mild ear infection. In the future, when going into the water, itโ€™s better to ask Ms. Song to take precautions. You have to know that severe middle ear infection might not be cured for half a lifetime. Iโ€™m not exaggeratingโ€ฆโ€

The cold and unreasonable young master of the Jiang family was patiently listening to the doctorโ€™s nagging and occasionally asking about Song Qingyouโ€™s health.

Zhong Jiayin pursed her lips.

To think that Song Qingyou said that she wasnโ€™t close to Jiang Zhihanโ€ฆ

Recalling Song Qingyouโ€™s expression at that timeโ€ฆ It didnโ€™t seem like she was lying.

Or did Song Qingyou think that Jiang Zhihan wasnโ€™t close to her, and that Jiang Zhihan liked Song Qingyou?

Zhong Jiayin thought of this possibility and stood rooted to the ground.

Jiang Zhihan happened to see her after he finished talking to the doctor.

โ€œMiss Zhong.โ€

โ€œMr. Jiang.โ€ Zhong Jiayin smiled politely.

โ€œQingyou is quite stubborn in her work. If this happens again in the future, I hope Miss Zhong can help dissuade her.โ€ Jiang Zhihan looked serious.

โ€œAlright.โ€ Zhong Jiayin nodded hurriedly.

Now, it was completely certain that Jiang Zhihan liked Song Qingyou.

Otherwise, why would he ask a stranger to help him?

Zhong Jiayin was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didnโ€™t even know when Jiang Zhihan had left. free webnov el.com

Zhong Jiayin was too preoccupied with her thoughts, so she asked her assistant to drive the car over. However, she forgot that there might be reporters outside the hospital, so she walked out openly.

Then, she was surrounded by reporters.

โ€œMay I ask how Song Qingyou is doing? Has she woken up?โ€

โ€œThere are rumors online that you have a bad relationship with Song Qingyou. Did your manager request you to come and visit Song Qingyou?โ€

โ€œAre you here to visit Song Qingyou because you doubt Zhu Jiaoโ€™s words?โ€

โ€œDoes Song Qingyou have any plans to be interviewed?โ€

One question after another made Zhong Jiayin very impatient.

She was famous in the industry for her temper. She would start arguing at the slightest disagreement.

It was the same this time.

Annoyed by the questions, Zhong Jiayin sneered and said, โ€œThis is the first time Iโ€™ve been asked questions about other artistes in front of the camera.โ€

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? Do you think Iโ€™m not a topic of conversation, or do you think Iโ€™m cold?โ€

How could the reporters retreat with just one or two sentences? Not only did they not change the question, they even urged Zhong Jiayin to respond quickly.

โ€œI hate Song Qingyou for this,โ€ Zhong Jiayin snorted. โ€œSo 1 donโ€™t support either Zhu Jiao or Song Qingyou!โ€

If word got out, it would probably become โ€œZhong Jiayin hates Song Qingyouโ€ or โ€œTheir relationship is bad.โ€

But Zhong Jiayin didnโ€™t care.

โ€œMs. Zhong is famous in the industry for hating unprofessional actors. May I ask if you hate Song Qingyou for the same reason?โ€ another reporter asked.

โ€œSame reason? Of course not!โ€

Zhong Jiayin chuckled. โ€œIf you think that an actress who can endure the difficulties of her peers and repeatedly jump into the water for the sake of filming, and even get an ear infection because of it, is unprofessional, then 1 have nothing else to say!โ€

No one knew about the information she revealed.

For a moment, the reporters noted down this matter and kept asking questions.

Zhong Jiayin didnโ€™t reply and got into the van with the help of her assistant..

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