Chu Muxi, freshly dressed, glanced triumphantly at Jiang Nanshu.
She followed her eagerly, “Mom, I’m here.”
The villa returned to calm.
Only then did Jiang’s father put the newspaper on the table. He had been pretending to read it for half an hour and waited for the person to finally leave. He almost couldn’t help but scold Jiang’s mother in front of the children.
But he still had to save face, so he sighed and said, “Nan Nan, just pretend your mother’s words are nonsense. Don’t take them to heart.”
Jiang Nanshu smiled broadly, “No, don’t worry. I’m not good at anything, but I’m very easygoing.”
“I didn’t take her words to heart. Otherwise, I’d have been furious for eight hundred rounds. I wouldn’t have stopped her from going. She would suffer.”
Jiang’s father: “…”
“I want to see if she can make a name for herself in the Song family with that fake!”
Jiang Yunchuan: “…”
He was filled with mixed emotions.
Because Jiang’s mother’s background had also become more complicated.
He suspected that his mother was not Old Mr. Song’s biological daughter at all, otherwise, why would he have treated them badly and disliked them since childhood?
Song Yichen, at least, was still able to enjoy Old Mr. Song’s affections.
As for them, Old Mr. Song wouldn’t even hold them in his arms.
It was truly unbelievable.
If it weren’t for the fact that Jiang’s mother looked like Old Mrs. Song, it would have been really suspicious.
Jiang Nanshu peeled a piece of fruit and lovingly gave half to her father.
“Dad, starting next week, please ask me for a two-week leave.”
Jiang’s father, whose heart was only half comforted by his daughter, suddenly became wary.
“What are you planning on doing? Nan Nan, you’re only a freshman. It’s not good to take so many days off.”
“I need to go to Hong Kong.” She said, her face furrowed.
“If it weren’t for helping Jiang Leyi get a job on the crew, how could I have agreed to Director Wen’s request to be the martial arts instructor for two weeks? It’s all Jiang Leyi’s fault! So, Dad, I’ve already agreed. If I don’t go, my sister might not be able to stay on the film crew because of my broken promise.”
Jiang’s father: “…”
That seemed to make sense.
He also understood that Jiang Leyi was in a critical period, and it wasn’t easy for her to get such an opportunity at such a young age.
Not all directors in the entertainment industry will mentor newcomers.
Although the Jiang family’s resources could have propelled her to the pinnacle of her career upon her debut, Jiang Leyi didn’t want it. She wanted to work hard on her own, just like his fourth son, to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry without relying on her family.
It was not that Old Mr. Song’s neglect and so-called strict education could have fostered their kind of personality.
It is through their own hard work, self-discipline, and purposeful living that they have become who they are today.
He doesn’t want to restrict his children’s development. They can pursue whatever they want, whether it is business, medicine, or research. As long as they are happy and excel in their chosen fields, that is what makes them great.
And now, Jiang Nanshu has found her own path.
Jiang’s father sighed, reached out, and patted Jiang Nanshu’s fluffy head. He said with loving eyes, “Go if you want to, but let me tell you this first, don’t let it interfere with your studies. If you can’t graduate, don’t come crying to me.”
Jiang Nanshu glanced at him and muttered, “I won’t cry.”
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