Jiang Leyi was still not reassured and kept asking, "Do I need to do anything?"
"No need, you just have to outshine Su Ran after joining the crew. Don’t disappoint me, Jiang Leyi, otherwise you’ll have to compensate me for a million in emotional damages."
[As the vicious supporting female and you, the tragic cannon fodder, we are but stepping stones on Su Ran’s glorious path, not increasing her challenge would be a disservice given the number of men supporting her.]
Initially worried, Jiang Leyi felt determined upon hearing Jiang Nanshu’s inner thoughts.
She didn’t want to be cannon fodder; she aimed to snatch the queen of the film, not to become a mobile blood bank or an organ donor for others’ manipulation, or to die miserably on the street as a nobody. She had to put in a thousand times more effort than others and remember her initial intentions. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Jiang Nanshu glanced at the uneasily fidgeting Ji Ze from afar. His posture seemed as though he was ready to jump in and break up a fight if any conflict arose.
But to his disappointment, Jiang Nanshu was a person who valued civility and politeness.
When she shifted her gaze, it met with Jiang Leyi’s. Their eyes locked, neither averted their gaze, but eventually, Jiang Leyi felt somewhat embarrassed, turned her head and cleared her throat lightly. Picking up an umbrella, she offered it to her, "Use the umbrella...you’re all wet."
With her hands crossed over her chest, Jiang Nanshu, although a head shorter than Jiang Leyi, didn’t lack in presence and scoffed coldly, "This is all thanks to you, so now you must hold the umbrella for me. Don’t let me get soaked."
Jiang Leyi: "..."
She held the umbrella, half of her body still outside.
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
[Do you have to be so genuine? Golden Sister, wuu wuu wuu, don’t catch a cold, without you, who will earn lots of money to buy me new gems.]
She frowned brattily, "Really? You dare to keep distance and despise me! Let me tell you, Jiang Leyi, you’re done if you mess with me!"
Jiang Leyi: "..."
She moved a bit closer, just enough to cover herself, her arm brushing against Jiang Nanshu’s warm skin, her voice very low, "How about now? Is this okay?"
Her response was only a grunt.
Jiang Nanshu moved forward indifferently while Jiang Leyi followed closely with the umbrella.
[Idiot, is just a role worth getting depressed over? Watch me obtain this for you and then greedily keep asking you for money, drain your wallet, provoke your disgust, and happily take care of myself!]
Jiang Nanshu was gleefully clear-headed about her plan.
She could help Jiang Leyi and simultaneously earn Disgust Value, killing two birds with one stone.
[Coming up with such a strategy, I’m simply a genius!]
"..."
Jiang Leyi looked at Jiang Nanshu, trying to suppress a smile, thinking that if she knew she could hear her inner thoughts, she would go insane...
Honestly, she didn’t dislike Jiang Nanshu, who had accepted and taken care of her three years ago; how could she hate her?
She just felt sad for being disliked and shunned by Jiang Nanshu, feeling it was her fault, that she must have done something wrong to provoke her dislike.
Later, when she realized that Jiang Nanshu simply didn’t like seeing her, she lowered her own presence and returned all of the familial love to the Jiang Family.
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