The last time he had been this speechless was the last time.
Ye Yizhou was utterly speechless, but in the end, it all came down to one sentence: "Do you have selective hearing or what?"
"No, I'm perfectly healthy. There's nothing wrong with me."
Jiang Zhengze hurriedly defended himself, terrified that Ye Yizhou might misunderstand him. "I can show you my medical examination report."
Ye Yizhou let out a long sigh, feeling rather drained. "Honestly, I think doing a whole set of advanced calculus problems right now would be easier than talking to you."
Jiang Zhengze looked as though he had no idea what Ye Yizhou meant.
"I mean, after everything I just said, you only selectively heard the things you wanted to hear. You dodged my questions, or did you just pretend you didn't hear them? Does it not matter what anyone else says, as long as you get to say whatever you want?"
Ye Yizhou thought there was seriously something wrong with Jiang Zhengze.
Then again.
It really would take ten years of cerebral thrombosis to do something this brainless.
"Don't change the subject. If you want to keep working in the entertainment industry, I suggest you seriously consider my proposal. It's your only choice."
Jiang Zhengze was still utterly confident, still convinced that Ye Yizhou had no other choice.
To his surprise, Ye Yizhou sneered and swore, "Fuck off."
"However many videos you have left, go ahead and post them right this instant. If I so much as frown today, I'll take your surname."
Ye Yizhou even thought his whole earlier performance had been unnecessary. What a waste of effort!
He had thought the man had a functioning brain, only to discover it was defective.
"What?"
Ye Yizhou's refusal to care rattled Jiang Zhengze, who had believed