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After Qin Jiang dealt with Mrs. Qin and Qin Moyun, he made his way to the ward where Song Jie was as if he had been here a million times.
Since he returned to the Qin family, he had become extremely familiar with this hospital.
Besides, a doctor had just briefly told him Song Jie’s treatment plan, and the ward would likely be one of the Yan family’s exclusive rooms.
Qin Jiang walked to the ward’s door.
But this time, he grew suspicious as he realized it was the 18th floor of the inpatient department, surrounded by VIP rooms — a place he had once been hospitalized himself.
He once had a major fall, with multiple fractures all over his body, but did not have the resources to get himself treated or be hospitalized. He thought there was no hope for him, but suddenly, he was notified of a transfer into a ward.
Qin Jiang was stunned.
Th…this was the Yan family’s exclusive ward??
Wasn’t this exactly the ward he had stayed in back then?
So that “ghost” who would come at night to warm herself on him and grope the badly injured Qin Jiang… it was Young Mistress Yan?
Qin Jiang suddenly felt as if he’d discovered something monumental.
Back then, so early, had Yanyan already taken a fancy to him?
At that time, both he and Yan Liang had just turned eighteen.
He vaguely remembered one night.
That “ghost” kissed from his abdomen upward bit by bit. The soft touch left him bewildered.
He was still nursing broken bones, but couldn’t suppress the vigor of youth inside him.
Even if he had no strength left in his body.
The part of him that ought to respond did so without hesitation.
Half asleep and half awake, Qin Jiang felt as if the sky were collapsing.
His innocence… wouldn’t just vanish like that, would it?
When the “ghost’s” lips touched his collarbone, Qin Jiang couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.
“Mmm…who are you?”
The “ghost” seemed to be in high spirits, pressed against him, lying on his shoulder and smiling mischievously.
“Good boy…it’s me~”
“Your master.”
“The woman destined to rule your life!”
Her voice was clearly soft and gentle, but Qin Jiang distinctly heard an intensely entangling, domineering aura.
He desperately wanted to struggle and break free.
But his consciousness seemed sealed by something, and he couldn’t move at all.
Indeed, his bones were fractured and the bandages wrapped around him gave a meager sense of security.
But some unspeakable parts weren’t broken…
That night, sweat spread over Qin Jiang’s forehead like raindrops.
Only at dawn did he finally fall into a weak sleep.
Sleep paralysis!!
He was definitely held down by a ghost!!
But thinking back now, this “ghost” that pressed him down could very well have been the Young Mistress Yan.
Qin Jiang snapped back to reality and realized he’d been standing at the ward door for a minute.
He hurriedly turned the doorknob and walked in…
“Mr. Song, does applying the medicine like this hurt you?”
“Then I’ll be gentler.”
Bingbing patiently applied Song Jie’s medicine, gentle and meticulous, exuding a unique and steady temperament.
She dressed maturely, giving off an approachable warmth that invited closeness.
In short… Song Jie was clearly in a good mood, hardly remembering that he’d just been cheated on.
At this moment he was whole-heartedly… blushing~~
“Ahem, good for you, Song Jie, enjoying yourself, huh.”
“Sister Bingbing is personally treating you, so that kind of treatment should help your recovery, right?”
Qin Jiang teased him on the outside, but he was actually trying to probe whether Song Jie’s mood had improved.
He had known since childhood that Song Jie and Jiang Kexin were childhood sweethearts with a deep bond.
With such a big blow, it was normal that he couldn’t handle it.
When Song Jie heard Qin Jiang had come, his ears flushed even more red.
He quickly told Sister Bingbing to stop, shyly pulled down his hospital gown, then sat carefully. Medicine had just been applied to his back so he couldn’t lean on the headboard.
“Cough…cough cough…Brother Jiang, don’t tease me.”
“You know, Sister Bingbing has always been my idol. The fact that she’s personally applying medicine and staying here with me — I’m already very happy.”
Qin Jiang could see that Song Jie was clearly showing signs of moving past his heartache.
One had to admit, his own wife had quite the method for treating heartbreak.
“Y-you’re Director Jiang Feng?”
At that moment, the woman who had just put down the dressing tools looked at Qin Jiang, sized him up several times, then asked with uncertainty in her voice.
“You know me?”
Qin Jiang was surprised. Three years before, to make money to buy Bai Chuchu a $100,000 Chanel bag, he had to sell a script he originally prepared for his fourth sister Qin Shuyun to a company that made short dramas.
Given that his script was excellent, and it was part of the same series as the film script he had written for Qin Shuyun…
In fact, the script he was about to sell, “Promise,” was even more interesting than the film script for Qin Shuyun, “Winter’s Promise.”
But “Winter’s Promise” had already been given to Qin Shuyun first, so he had no choice but to sell the one he had written later.
Thankfully, although the two scripts were from the same series, their plots didn’t overlap much.
Qin Jiang had been desperately short of money at the time.
He’d heard that every child in the Qin family received $300,000 a month in allowance after coming of age, yet Qin Jiang had never received it.
He only had $300. He could barely get by with this amount — if he didn’t pick up part-time jobs and side gigs, he’d probably starve to death in the Qin household.
Moreover, Mrs. Qin sometimes purposely ordered the steward to withhold his allowance for months.
In the name of punishment.
Supposedly to teach him to develop independence.
Boys in the Qin family were raised frugally!! Supposedly.
Of course, Qin Yun, the sickly one, was the exception.
So the truly frugally raised boy in the Qin family was actually only Qin Jiang.
It wasn’t that he didn’t try to fight and resist, but the whole family coldly rejected his pleas. “Qin Jiang, don’t think I don’t know you’re deliberately schmoozing for sympathy to get money from us!”
“If it’s all spent, it’s spent — we’re not refusing if you ask, but if you lie and say you’ve never received any, that’s slandering your parents!”
“You deserve a spanking to teach you a lesson!!“
Later, Qin Jiang gradually got used to it.
Anyway he could support himself with odd jobs. It wasn’t the money he cared about — it was that his parents and sisters kept showing favoritism toward Qin Yun…
At that time, the script he sold was picked up by a small short-drama company called Xinghai Pictures.
The investors thought he was a talented writer, paid him $20,000 to accompany the shoot, and arranged a position for him as assistant director.
But as filming progressed.
Those higher up found that Qin Jiang had his own insights into filming and was so gifted that even the main director admired him greatly.
Ultimately Qin Jiang was promoted and collaborated with the main director on the full production of “Promise.”
Because short dramas didn’t take long to shoot, and their approval process wasn’t as lengthy as feature films’.
“Promise” surprisingly released before Qin Moyun’s film “Winter’s Promise.”
Due to its exceptionally high quality.
It went viral across the internet!!
And it hit the early wave of the short video format fervor, making the investors plenty of profit.
Qin Jiang didn’t intend to be flashy about it. He was still a student and prioritized his studies, so he always used the pen name — Jiang Feng.
He was like a gust of wind sweeping through the then-booming short-drama scene, making the industry want to seize him but find they couldn’t.
Afterwards, he didn’t put out any more high-quality short dramas.
But Qin Jiang knew that soon, another “short-drama craze” would come, and that would be the lucrative era for short dramas.
He might as well do some more short-drama projects.
Qin Jiang was quite surprised that Sister Bingbing had actually recognized him.
Now that he no longer needed to hide his talent on behalf of Qin Shuyun, he answered directly, “That’s right, I’m Jiang Feng. Sister Bingbing recognizing me is truly an honor.”
Qin Jiang politely nodded to her.
Bingbing was the typical gentle, mature beauty. It was evident both brothers were shy, so she got straight to the point, “I was once one of the investors in ‘Promise.’”
“So I got to see you once during the filming.”
“Later I wanted to hire you again for a short drama, but you declined citing that you were still in school…”
Sister Bingbing’s tone was regretful. She truly admired Qin Jiang’s talent.
“I see.”
Qin Jiang gave an awkward smile. Facing a pretty older sister he didn’t know, he kept his distance and remained polite.
Ensuring his yandere wife wouldn’t see it and get jealous and “punish” him harshly.
“Director Jiang Feng, is your real name Qin Jiang?”
“You are currently being attacked by your own sister Qin Shuyun with a long Weibo post and it’s already trending — she’s blowing up your mentions!”
“If you need anything, I can help!”
To be honest, although Qin Shuyun was once a Best Actress, she retired long ago and her star power wasn’t on the same level as a red-hot A-list celeb like Sister Bingbing.
However, Qin Jiang didn’t need help at the moment.
To counterattack, one had to first let the bullet fly a while…
That made things more interesting.
“Thank you for your kindness, Sister Bingbing. Please continue taking care of Song Jie — I’ll go back to see my wife first~”
Since realizing that the ward where he’d been “taken in” before was provided by the Yan family, Qin Jiang suddenly felt his heart racing to return.
It was as if…he loved Yanyan even more.
She had silently given so much behind his back — it must have been very hard.
Those days with no emotional reciprocation must have been unbearable, right?
Fortunately, this time…he was turning back to her!!
Yanyan, you must wait for me — wait for me to bring you happiness. Our future is still long, let’s walk it hand in hand!
Qin Jiang had just left the ward.
His phone suddenly rang and Qin Jiang pressed to answer.
“Mr. Qin…Mr. Qin, something bad has happened!”
“Ms. Liang…she…she misses you again.”
Zhou Ning was cut off by a cold glare from Young Mistress Yan and obediently changed the subject.
But he was panicking.
Ms. Liang was suffering a serious episode, and him accompanying Ms. Liang alone while she was on the brink of madness… that was straight out of a horror movie!!
Zhou Ning’s legs trembled a little.
Luckily, his bladder held out!
“Aren’t you downstairs? I’m coming right now,” Qin Jiang replied quickly.
He couldn’t wait to go see Yanyan.
“We’re at the Yan family’s top-grade sanatorium.”
“Mr. Qin, hurry over — if you don’t come, this place will collapse…”
Zhou Ning wanted to say that he was clearly about to collapse, not so much the building.
He couldn’t hold out much longer!!
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