Jiang Yunchuan nodded, his sigh sounding somewhat troubled, "You don’t need to tell me; I was going to go anyway. It’s really terrible, how can she experience so many unfortunate events in just half a month?"
Jiang Yisen left.
Jiang Yunchuan looked at Lu Qingyan, "Brother Yan, aren’t you going back yet? You don’t know how overbearing your illegitimate brother has become."
Lu Qingyan gently raised an eyebrow, "It’s fine, I want to go back with Nannan."
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
Can you really feed your wife?!
But Lu Qingyan had always been a man of plans, so he didn’t bother to speak further.
The group turned towards the hospital.
Jiang Leyi had already regained consciousness.
Only her right hand couldn’t move, but her spirits were quite good.
Zhou Zhenghui and his wife rushed over upon receiving the news.
Liu Yueru was heartbroken.
Who exactly had her daughter offended? She had been injured twice in such a short period of time; she needed to find a temple to obtain a peace charm for her.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu standing at the back, Jiang Leyi waved to her with her good hand, "Nannan, come here to sister."
Only then did Jiang Nanshu make her way through the crowd to the side of her bed.
Her gaze lingered on her shoulder, where it seemed she had borne too much malice from others. Now, accepting kindness from others made her uneasy and resistant; she didn’t want people to be kind to her, fearing they would abandon her ruthlessly once she became completely dependent.
She was very scared.
Jiang Nanshu pursed her red lips, and after a long moment, she softly asked, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Leyi was startled for a moment, then smiled tenderly at her, "It doesn’t hurt. What about you? Did you get hurt anywhere?"
Jiang Nanshu shook her head, "I’m fine, not hurt at all." She suddenly pretended to be casual, "Why did you think to protect me? Even if that thing had hit me, it wouldn’t have been too serious, just painful for a while. My body is very strong; I’d recover in a couple of days. Look at you, how are you going to act now?"
"I don’t know," Jiang Leyi said, then after a pause continued, "I don’t know why my body reacted faster than my mind to shield you from that metal frame. At that moment, my only thought was that you couldn’t be harmed; I promised you that."
She paused, looked into Jiang Nanshu’s almond eyes, and casually winked, "Besides, it’s only right for a sister to protect her younger sister. Don’t think too much about it. If this show is canceled, then it’s canceled. It must mean it wasn’t meant to be, haha, let’s not force it."
Later, Jiang Leyi became tired.
She fell asleep.
Jiang Nanshu and a few others left the hospital.
Jiang Yunchuan was still somewhat in disbelief, "Is Yiyi’s real identity that incredible?! She’s actually the daughter of Zhou Zhenghui from Port City, my heavens..."
This background was on par with the Jiang Family.
Moreover, Jiang Leyi was Zhou Zhenghui’s only daughter and would likely be the family’s heiress in the future, which was much better than being in the Jiang Family.
The Jiang Family had many mouths to feed, and everyone had to earn their own keep.
Jiang Nanshu giggled, "I also find it unexpected, but congratulations, sister. Now you have two more people who love you. I wish you the best."
[She is my Golden Sister; once the Jiang Family goes bankrupt, I’ll go cling to my sister’s coattails, yay!]
Jiang Yunchuan: "..."
The Jiang Family was indeed having trouble now.
Jiang Yisen had come to Port City just to check on Jiang Nanshu.
Though he didn’t show it on the surface, he cared about his only sister.
Now, he had to rush back to deal with police investigations.
It didn’t matter if the Jiang Family went bankrupt, as long as everyone was alright; he hoped he wouldn’t be dragged down by the Song Family and end up spending a few years behind bars.
Jiang Yunchuan had reserved an empty room in this hotel.
Jiang Nanshu immediately saw through Director Wen’s excuse.
He actually decided to pause the entire crew for three months just to wait for a newcomer like Jiang Leyi.
This was a huge loss for him as well.
"This might result in too big a loss, just to wait for one person?" Jiang Nanshu thought and directly voiced her concern.
Director Wen shook his head, somewhat helplessly: "What can be done? I see your sister’s passion and commitment to acting. Perhaps in the future, there will be other dramas waiting for her, but no one else can capture the role of the heroine in my script. I’m very strict with my screenplay. If it can’t be done well, I’d rather not do it at all. Giving your sister an opportunity is also giving this drama a chance. Effort will surely yield results."
Later, Director Wen had to pack up and leave Port City.
He even canceled the lease, planning to return after three months.
Jiang Nanshu thought it over and decided to return to Beijing the next day.
It had been long enough.
She also went to the hospital to bid farewell to Jiang Leyi.
She mentioned that Director Wen had postponed the drama.
If everything went as planned, Jiang Leyi would settle in Port City, given her biological parents were there.
"Nannan, once I’m well, I’ll come to Beijing to find you," Jiang Leyi said while sitting on the bed.
Her eyes also held reluctance.
This had been the warmest time she had spent with Jiang Nanshu, something she would never forget in her lifetime.
Jiang Nanshu smiled and nodded at her: "Okay, I’ll be waiting in Beijing for you, sister."
Jiang Nanshu took a plane that afternoon.
As she watched the plane climb higher, Port City shrank to a dot in her sight. She couldn’t even distinguish the direction of Yulin Temple or determine whether Zhou Yanxu had chosen to roam or remain in the city. It seemed all these had nothing to do with her. Jiang Nanshu didn’t want to see him again; let it be that way. They would preserve some beautiful memories between them.
And the next time she returned, Jiang Nanshu wasn’t sure when that would be.
Goodbye, Port City. Goodbye forever, Zhou Yanxu.
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