Butler: ?? No, we were clearly supposed to be eating healthy, wholesome food today! Besides, that demanding young master who needs to lose weight is coming home!
With that, Fang Ning waved her hand and returned to her room without taking so much as a sleeve with her.
Once Fang Ning returned to her room, her first instinct was to sit in front of the camera and admire her beauty.
Before transmigrating into the novel, she had been a genuine beauty. She hoped the original owner's appearance would live up to her expectations. When she saw the person in the camera-
Fang Ning's eyes lit up. In the camera, she was wearing a white shirt, her skin fair.
She had a small face with delicate features and bright, dewy eyes. Her big, innocent eyes blinked like those of a guileless little deer. She looked soft and sweet, exceptionally pretty, the sort of face that made people take a liking to her.
Fang Ning pinched the face she saw in the camera. It was exactly the same as her face before she had transmigrated into the novel, perhaps even a little younger. She was very satisfied. After admiring her face-
Fang Ning opened the original owner's phone to check her savings.
Looking at the account balance on the phone, Fang Ning took a deep breath. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
So many zeroes! Fuck, this was more than several times what she had saved in her previous life!
From now on, the gentle, kind eldest sister-in-law in this old-school novel was her! So was the humble, pitiful, obedient contract wife who spent every day alone in an empty bedroom with her money!
After putting away her savings, Fang Ning went downstairs.
The delicious aroma of lobster drifted from the kitchen, enticing the greedy little monster in Fang Ning's belly until it rumbled. She walked into the dining room, where the table was already covered with all kinds of
delicacies,
huge lobsters, huge crabs, all kinds of meat, and two bottles of red wine.
But in contrast to this extravagant spread, alongside the lavish meal were a few "poverty-style" dishes of wild greens, a vegetable salad, and a cup of yogurt. They were worlds apart from the former.
Fang Ning sat down and stared curiously at the impoverished weight-loss meal. She asked the butler, "Is this fruit salad for after dinner?"
The butler shook his head. "This is Young Master Xiangchen's dinner. Young Master Xiangchen finished filming his drama today, so he's coming home."
Xiangchen, Ji Xiangchen, was the female lead Ji Xiangyi's twin brother.
As part of the protagonist's team, he naturally had to follow the path of being pitiful early on, then later
turning things around
.
Ji Xiangchen had been born into a wealthy family and worked in the entertainment industry. Although his family's resources had propelled him into the ranks of the top stars, his fame was notorious-he was a top star famous for being hated.
But as the plot progressed and developed, his good acting and excellent resources meant that within just a few years in the entertainment industry, he earned the title of
best actor
.
But no one's life was that perfect. Unlike his flourishing career, Ji Xiangchen did not get along particularly well with his family.
In the story, the Ji parents died in a car accident when the children were five or six. He was raised by his □□ older brother, who was extremely strict with him. Being kept under such pressure from childhood had led to his current hotheaded, impulsive personality.
To put it nicely, he was hotheaded. To put it less nicely, his puberty had been delayed.
Ji Xiangchen had a poor relationship with his family, let alone with her, his sister-in-law.
While Fang Ning was lost in thought, footsteps came from behind her.
Fang Ning turned around.
A handsome, six-foot-tall man dressed in workwear, looking like a youthful college student, came into view. He was wearing a cap.
His facial contours were sharp and smooth, his features well-defined. He wore no particular expression, his lips pressed into a straight line. His entire body radiated a cold, lofty, stay-away-from-me air.
In one word, he was cool. In two, ice cold.
Wow, what a handsome guy.
Fang Ning blinked. With that build and that aloof air, this was undoubtedly her younger brother-in-law, Ji Xiangchen.
To get a little more money in their eventual divorce, Fang Ning thought she should properly establish her persona as the sister-in-law who worked tirelessly without complaint. She composed herself and softened her voice. "You're home, Xiangchen. Dinner's ready. Come and eat."
Ji Xiangchen got out of the car and slammed the door shut, his entire body radiating a don't-fucking-mess-with-me air.
He had just finished filming a historical drama. Because the popular idol playing the male lead had flubbed more than twenty takes, he had accidentally bumped into him and left a tiny cut on his arm.
The male lead had then started yelling and screaming, making him so angry he wanted to curse.
He had a bad temper. In the public eye, he was a privileged actor backed by connections, a volatile young master with a bad image. So everyone on the production crew thought he was deliberately making trouble and criticized him.
Pah, a bunch of fucking idiots.
All the way home from the set in the car, the anger inside him refused to subside.
At the thought of having to face those two ice-cold people, Ji Xiangyi and Ji Xiangzhou, when he got home-
No, now there was that □□ person's wife too. Three people.
At the thought of them, Ji Xiangchen's face filled with disgust.
He remembered it very clearly. Ever since his mother and father had left, the family had fallen apart. His older brother Ji Xiangnian was □□, while Ji Xiangyi and Ji Xiangzhou wore dark expressions every day, harsh, indifferent, and haughty.
There was not a shred of affection in this family. In this home without warmth, he had long since learned to shoulder everything alone.
Forget it. He could do without that elusive thing called familial affection.
Unless something unexpected happened, he would once again be greeted by several cold, corpse-like faces when he got home today.
But when he reached the villa, what greeted him was a broad, sunshine-bright smile and big, sparkling eyes.
Ji Xiangchen got quite a fright. Without even taking another look, he said coldly, "Sorry, wrong place."
He wanted to turn around and leave, but on closer inspection-wait, no. This familiar decor and layout were his home.
Ji Xiangchen looked at Fang Ning.
Wait, who was this woman smiling so happily? What was she doing in his house, grinning like that? Was she nuts?