Chapter 233 Wasting my time

  Zhong Jiayin glanced at Song Qingyou on the hospital bed, feeling very complicated.

   Fortunately, she just asked her assistant to wait downstairs, and stopped any media reporters who might show up.

  If people see Jiang Zhihan here, it will cause a big storm!

  Jiang Zhihan strode to the bedside, and skillfully took away the empty bowl from Song Qingyou's table.

   "I'm going to take out the trash, you guys talk."

  A very common sentence, to Zhong Jiayin's ears, was exactly what the patient's family said and did.

  Song Qingyou didn't think much about it at all, but just let out an oh.

  She was going to explain to Zhong Jiayin later, and if she couldn't explain clearly, she would throw the trouble to Jiang Zhihan.

  As soon as the door of the ward was closed, Zhong Jiayin couldn't help asking:

   "You're just like this... let Mr. Jiang go and throw out the trash for you?"

  Song Qingyou blinked: "Didn't he go by himself?"

   Besides, Jiang Zhihan asked her and Zhong Jiayin to talk alone, so he made an excuse to throw out the trash, right?

  What's so surprising about this?

   "He is going, so you let him go?" Zhong Jiayin asked back.

   "Isn't it?"

  Song Qingyou was puzzled: Is there any ceremony for throwing out the trash? Or did Jiang Zhihan grow up so big that he never threw out any trash?

  The brain circuits of the two people are completely out of alignment.

  Zhong Jiayin was a little angry: "Of course you went by yourself! You let Mr. Jiang throw garbage for you, what do you have..."

  Zhong Jiayin opened her mouth to ask, what qualifications does Song Qingyou have.

   But halfway through the sentence, she swallowed the words abruptly when she thought that the two of them seemed to get along very naturally.

   "Anyway, I can't do it! You told me last time that you don't know Mr. Xiao Jiang well. Why did he come to visit... to take care of you?"

  Suddenly, from throwing trash to the previous rhetoric, Song Qingyou only thought that Zhong Jiayin was too angry that she couldn't choose what to say.

   "Boss Jiang and I are not what Mr. Zhong thinks—"

   "Stop! You don't need to explain." Zhong Jiayin raised a palm, signaling Song Qingyou to shut up.

   "I know you're worried that I'll be angry and might hurt you, but it's not necessary."

  Zhong Jiayin had an expression of 'I've seen through you':

   "You can get close to President Xiao Jiang and make him like you, that's your skill, it has nothing to do with me!"

   "But I—"

  Song Qingyou just wanted to say that she and Jiang Zhihan were at most collaborators and friends, and neither liked nor disliked them.

  However, Zhong Jiayin didn't want to hear it at all. She looked down at her and clicked her tongue:

   "Don't get cheap and act good! Let me tell you, I hate this set."

   "If you want to continue talking, I will tell those people in the group about it. Those people are not as sensible as me."

  Since Zhong Jiayin won't speak out, she can explain it later.

  Song Qingyou resolutely stopped talking: "Thank you."

  Zhong Jiayin's expression froze for a moment, and he choked uncomfortably:

   "You still have time to thank me. Now that you're awake, hurry up and post a Weibo to respond to those public opinions."

  Song Qingyou thanked again: "Thank you Teacher Zhong for reminding me."

   "I don't want to remind you." Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows, "I just don't want the crew to change actors again, and then I have to reshoot the content I have filmed, wasting my time!"

   "I will solve it as soon as possible, Teacher Zhong, don't worry."

   "Who is worried? Compared with Zhu Jiao, you are more pleasing to the eye."

  Zhong Jiayin snorted softly, "Besides, you have someone to support you now, so it should be resolved soon."

  Song Qingyou didn't explain that she didn't ask Jiang Zhihan for help, and the other party might not listen anyway, so she just smiled back.

   "If you have nothing to do, come back to filming quickly, don't waste my time."

  Zhong Jiayin put down the fruit basket and left, no matter how you look at it, it looks like she was forced to visit Song Qingyou.

  She left the ward and was about to go downstairs when she heard Jiang Zhihan talking to the doctor.

   "...It's really just a mild otitis media. After going into the water, Ms. Song should take good protection. You must know that severe otitis media may not be cured for half a lifetime. I am not alarmist..."

  In my impression, the cold and unkind young master of the Jiang family was listening to the doctor's babble tirelessly, and asked a few questions about Song Qingyou's physical condition from time to time.

  Zhong Jiayin curled her lips.

  Fortunately, Song Qingyou also said that she was not familiar with Jiang Zhihan...

  Recalling Song Qingyou's expression at that time...it didn't seem like she was telling a lie?

   Or did Song Qingyou think that Jiang Zhihan didn't know her very well, and Jiang Zhihan unilaterally liked Song Qingyou? !

  Zhong Jiayin froze in place when he thought of this possibility.

  Jiang Zhihan, who happened to finish talking with the doctor, saw her.

   "Miss Zhong."

   "Boss Jiang." Zhong Jiayin smiled politely.

   "Qingyou is quite stubborn at work. If this happens again in the future, I hope Miss Zhong can help dissuade you." Jiang Zhihan looked serious.

  Zhong Jiayin nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay."

   Now it is completely certain that Jiang Zhihan likes Song Qingyou.

   Otherwise, why would you so solemnly ask such an unfamiliar person like her?

  Zhong Jiayin was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even know when Jiang Zhihan left.

  Because she was too absent-minded, Zhong Jiayin asked her assistant to drive the car over, but forgot that there might be reporters outside the hospital, so she walked out generously.

   Then he was surrounded by reporters.

   "May I ask what's going on with Song Qingyou now? Has she woken up?"

   "There are rumors on the Internet that you have a bad relationship with Song Qingyou. Did your manager ask you to come to visit Song Qingyou this time?"

   "You came to visit Song Qingyou, are you skeptical of Zhu Jiao's words?"

   "Does Song Qingyou plan to be interviewed?"

  …

  One question after another made Zhong Jiayin very impatient.

  She was already well-known in the circle for her temperament, and she would get angry when she disagreed with her.

  It's the same this time.

   Annoyed by being asked, Zhong Jiayin sneered directly:

   "It's the first time I've been in front of the camera, and I've been asked questions about other artists."

   "What? Do you think I'm not good at talking, or do you think I'm cool?"

  How could the reporters be able to quit in just one or two sentences? Not only did they not change the question, but they also urged Zhong Jiayin to respond quickly.

  Zhong Jiayin snorted softly: "As far as this is concerned, I really hate Song Qingyou, so Zhu Jiao and Song Qingyou, I don't support either of them!"

  If these words spread out, it is estimated that it will become "Zhong Jiayin hates Song Qingyou" and "the relationship between the two is very bad".

  But Zhong Jiayin didn't care.

   Later, another reporter asked: "Mr. Zhong is famous in the industry for disliking unprofessional actors. May I ask if you hate Song Qingyou for the same reason?"

   "Same reason? Of course not!"

  Zhong Jiayin hehe: "If you think that an actor who can endure making things difficult for his colleagues, jump into the water repeatedly, and get otitis media because of this is not professional, then I have nothing to say!"

  No one really knew the news she revealed before.

  For a while, the reporters wrote down the matter one after another, and kept asking.

  Zhong Jiayin didn't answer any more, and got into the nanny's car with the help of the assistant.

  (end of this chapter)