"Don't overthink it." Song Zhusheng patted Jiang Nan's shoulder. "It's not your fault. I also deeply regret Meng Ran's death, but don't create unnecessary trouble for yourself."
Jiang Nan: "..."
He said from the bottom of his heart, "I think you're really wasting your talent as an actor."
Song Zhusheng: "Then what should I be?"
Jiang Nan gave a thumbs up. "A psychological counselor, guaranteed to be an internationally renowned master."
"Alright," Song Zhusheng said with a smile, "Stop joking around and focus on the lesson."
"Okay." Jiang Nan felt much more relaxed.
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As soon as Jiang Nan finished her class and left the company, she saw a black Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.
The license plate number looked familiar. Jiang Nan's eyes lit up; his wife had come to pick him up from work.
The old man stood at the door, holding a broom. He was dressed quite smartly today, but his hair was as messy as ever, like a bird's nest.
Seeing Jiang Nan come out, the old man quietly walked up to him and said, "Damn it, you've really gotten yourself into a life of luxury?"
Jiang Nan straightened her clothes and began to put on airs, "Of course."
The old man coughed, "Teach me, please."
Jiang Nan looked at him in surprise, "What? At your age, you still want to find someone else to live off? Does Sister Xiaxia know?"
"Aren't you ashamed to say that?" The old man blushed and immediately gave Jiang Nan a few playful punches on the shoulder.
Jiang Nan trembled, her face paled, and she clutched her chest, "You practically ripped my heart out."
No wonder he's an old man who practices Tai Chi every day; his strength is enough to keep him alive for at least another five hundred years.
The old man coughed. "I might not need it in this life, but what if I do in the next?"
Jiang Nan suddenly realized, "That makes so much sense! Old man, I misunderstood you."
Old man. "Tell me quickly."
"That's easy," Jiang Nan said in a low voice, as if discussing some martial arts manual. "You just need to praise him every day and whisper sweet nothings to him, and that'll be fine."
The old man asked skeptically, "It's that simple?"
Jiang Nan stammered, "There's an even more important prerequisite."
Old man. "Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly."
Jiang Nan crossed her arms. "I can't tell you that easily, unless you tell me your real name."
The old man froze upon hearing this, "Damn it!"
"What?"
Under the old man's daily influence, Jiang Nan is now quite used to her new name.
"This time I'm insulting you." The old man glared at him.
Jiang Nan: "..."
"If you don't want to say your name, then don't. Anyway, you don't need to hear it."
Jiang Nan, unusually haughty, finished speaking and was about to leave.
The old man, his face dark, reached out and grabbed the hood of the boy's sweatshirt.
Jiang Nan stopped in her tracks. "Speak."
The old man hesitated for a long time, grumbling and whining, before reluctantly uttering two words: " Zhu Zhu."
Jiang Nan subconsciously replied, "Hero?"
Old man. "..."
Jiang Nan clicked her tongue and said, "You really have to admit, you and Sister Xia have really good names."
Zhu Zhu, Zhu Xia.
Horizontal scroll: GG Bond.
The old man said fiercely, "Speak quickly, what's the condition?"
Jiang Nan coughed, put on airs, and said meaningfully, "Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to be as handsome as me."
The old man didn't say a word, but picked up the broom.
Jiang Nan performed a 100-meter sprint on the spot.
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He opened the back door, panting heavily.
The person sitting to one side, with their laptop on their lap working on documents, looked up. "What's wrong?"
"An old man is chasing me, Uncle Yang, drive fast!"
Driver Old Yang smiled and said, "Okay."
The car ride was silent. Jiang Nan had nothing to do, didn't want to play on her phone, and was too lazy to pay attention to 771.
The Little Black Ball had a great time playing with SpongeBob SquarePants during his vulnerable period and is now sitting on the roof of a car.
Even in Beijing, Rolls-Royce is a well-known luxury car. Its cool and stylish body alone makes other cars around it keep a safe distance of one meter.
The Little Black Ball sat on the roof of the car, its limbs outstretched, its fur billowing in the wind, and it seemed quite content with the feeling.
It gives off a sense of commanding authority and confidence.
I'm so handsome.
It thought to itself with a smug satisfaction.
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Inside the car, Jiang Nan had nothing to do, so he decided to snuggle up to his beautiful wife.
He played with the man's fingers for a while, then stroked his hair. After a while, looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't we going home?"
"Let's go see Shangguan Feng first," Fu Jingzhou replied.
"Why are you going to his place?" Jiang Nan asked. "To eat?"
Fu Jingzhou's lips twitched slightly. "He owns a hospital, not a restaurant."
Oh right, Qin Feng owns the restaurant.
Jiang Nan asked, "Then why are you looking for him?"
"Let me check your pheromones." After saying that, Fu Jingzhou glanced at Jiang Nan's glands again.
Strangely enough, even though we tested him before and found that he was showing signs of becoming an Omega again, now that he's done things he shouldn't have, the rose scent on the little pink-haired guy is still very clear, without any of the sweet feeling that Omega has.
It's better to have it checked to be on the safe side.
Jiang Nan: "I'm not sick."
Perhaps because she grew up without parents, Jiang Nan hates going to the hospital.
When we went to the hospital, all the other children had their parents, but he didn't.
"Just think of it as a routine check-up." Fu Jingzhou reached out and patted his head, his fingertips rubbing the back of his scalp, his voice carrying a hint of coaxing.
Jiang Nan stared at him for a long time, then finally relented. "Okay."
Even though he was clearly coaxed into going, he still had to wave his hand helplessly. "Who told me to spoil you?"
Fu Jingzhou couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay."
The Rolls-Royce finally stopped in front of Shangguan Feng's luxurious private hospital.
The architectural style of the European castle looks outrageously extravagant.
The two entered the room. Fu Jingzhou was still in a wheelchair. Jiang Nan had asked him about it before, and the big boss had mysteriously replied that it wasn't the right time yet.
Jiang Nan pushed a wheelchair with his beautiful wife sitting in it. As soon as they entered the room, they were covered in flower petals.
Rose petals were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong rose scent.
A crowd had gathered around them, with Shangguan Feng standing in the very center, dressed exceptionally brightly and holding a bouquet of flowers. A banner hung above their heads.
--Congratulations to Fu Jingzhou and Jiang Nan on their second marriage! May the newlyweds have a long and happy life together, and have many children.
The nurses and doctors beside them were all smiling, their eyes fixed intently on the two of them.
Jiang Nan was stunned and stood frozen in place.
Fu Jingzhou said expressionlessly, " Nannan, let's go home."
Jiang Nan immediately said, "Farewell."