Fang Minghe ignored him and went straight to Jiang Nanshu’s side.
He told her that the advertisement had started airing, and they just had to see the results.
But Jiang Nanshu felt it was uncertain. She had no fame, just a good-looking face, and she was neither a model nor in the entertainment industry.
She sighed while eating chips, "Mr. Fang, you might lose money on this."
Fang Minghe only gave a faint smile in response, "No worries, I can recover the loss from somewhere else. Next year, I plan to shoot a ’Shanhai’ series jewelry advertisement, and I’d like to recruit you again for that."
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Hiring her again despite the risk of losses?
Jiang Nanshu gave him a thumbs-up, "Mr. Fang, rich and powerful, I’ll be at your call anytime."
Of course, whether she would still be in this world by then was uncertain, hehe.
It was early November.
It had been three months since she entered this world, and only three months remained before she would leave.
Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang came downstairs, accompanied by Jiang Yunchuan, who had a disgruntled expression, and Jiang Hemian, who appeared nonchalant.
Mr. Jiang sternly said, "Now that everyone’s here, let’s eat."
He looked at Fang Minghe and politely said, "Minghe, come sit, it’s rare that you visit."
Fang Minghe nodded, "Alright."
He took a seat next to Mr. Jiang, while Jiang Yisen was pulled by Mrs. Jiang to sit across from him.
"Why are you dragging me? I want to sit over there," Jiang Yisen spoke softly, sounding impatient.
Mrs. Jiang’s face stiffened, and she seemed somewhat aggrieved, "Yisen, you rarely come home. What’s wrong with sitting next to your mom?"
As it was a family gathering, Jiang Yisen didn’t want to make his mother lose face, especially with Fang Minghe, a guest, present. It wasn’t appropriate to give him something to laugh about.
So he held back and remained silent.
Fang Minghe, with his eyes lowered, took in all their movements.
Jiang Nanshu sat next to Jiang Leyi, enjoying the food she fed him.
The family dinner passed in awkwardness and silence.
[You’re kidding, right? You asked me to come back for a meal, a reconciliation, and this is it? I might as well leave!]
As soon as Mrs. Jiang heard this, she couldn’t let it happen.
If Jiang Nanshu left, Mr. Jiang would definitely threaten her with divorce, effectively holding her fate in his hands.
So she cleared her throat and gently asked, "Nannan, how has life at school been recently? Surely the place you live in outside isn’t as good as home, right?"
Jiang Nanshu, eating pepper and salt crispy pork, replied cheerfully, "I’m living great at school, even more freely than at home. Plus, I’m staying in a villa outside, a big villa now worth over a hundred million with a sky garden, super comfortable."
Mrs. Jiang: "..."
She hadn’t investigated where Jiang Nanshu was living. She knew nothing about it, not even the kind of life she was leading.
In her understanding, she assumed a few elder brothers would support Jiang Nanshu, as long as she didn’t starve, and maybe it would teach her a lesson. But it turned out, leaving home seemed more like a blessing for her.
She couldn’t help but look at Jiang Yisen, "Is it the villa under your name? It’s nice you let your sister stay there, but why don’t you persuade her to come home? It’s dangerous for a girl to be alone outside."
Jiang Yisen: "..."
Wasn’t it she who drove Jiang Nanshu out, and then added everyone to a family group, declaring not to bring her back?
Jiang Yisen thought it might be good for Jiang Nanshu to move out since their relationship was only superficially acceptable anyway. They all knew the real situation in her heart. It might prevent her relationships with family members from worsening further. It was fine for her to go out and have some fun for a while.
However, before he could arrange something, she had already found a place to live.
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