Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Jiang Yang offered no explanation.

I sent Yang Chaoyue a special red envelope of 100 yuan.

Yang Chaoyue received the payment instantly.

Upon seeing the amount, he sent three exclamation marks in a row, followed by a message: [“Boss, you’ve struck it rich! You’re so generous today, send me 100 Dabuliu!”]
Jiang Yang edited the text: ["Should I add Bailu to the company group?"]
Yang Chaoyue replied: ["Even if I, Yang Chaoyue, starve to death, jump off the building, or die in your room, I will never let Bai Lu into the company's internal group!"]
I'm hungry.

I remembered that Ruonan didn't have breakfast either.

The hotel restaurant didn't have the custard buns that Ruonan liked.

Jiang Yang went to a breakfast shop. When he came back, he stepped out of the elevator and walked on the plush carpet toward Ruonan's room.

I looked down at the breakfast bag in my hand.

I suddenly felt a little dazed.

The steam from the hot soy milk condensed into fine water droplets on the plastic bag.

A certain indescribable emotion seeped silently into my heart.

His brows furrowed unconsciously.

Because she realized that she had actually made a point of remembering that Ruonan liked to eat custard buns.

I remember Mai Mai only drank unsweetened soy milk.

He even remembered that when Chaoyue was hungry in the middle of the night, she would secretly order takeout without telling him.

These trivial details were not obtained through the system.

Rather, it was through spending time with these girls that I unconsciously etched them into my mind.

What's even more terrifying is that he found himself actually enjoying the feeling of taking care of others.

Jiang Yang leaned against the wall and suddenly remembered himself in his early twenties.

Back then, he would stay up until the early hours of the morning to help his roommate revise his resume.

He would save money to buy a scarf that the girl he liked had taken a second look at.

After more than ten years of struggling in society, I learned to ingrain the principle of "never doing a losing business" into my very being.

"What's wrong with me?" He gave a self-deprecating smirk. "A boss, delivering breakfast to his employees first thing in the morning?"

But the next second, he subconsciously slowed his pace.

She was afraid of waking Ruonan, who was fast asleep in the room.

Jiang Yang rubbed his temples, realizing a terrifying truth.

He seems to have gotten a little closer to that silly boy who used to be willing to sacrifice for others.

This time, however, the object of his affections changed from his first love to a group of young girls he both loved and hated.

The breakfast in the plastic bag was still warm.

A long-forgotten corner of his heart is slowly warming up.

Zhang Ruonan opened her eyes groggily, her throat still hurting.

I've gotten used to it a bit.

The phone screen displayed the Weibo page I browsed last night.

Last night I read through all the negative comments on the latest Weibo post.

Some people criticized her acting skills.

Some say she's a "resource-backed" actress.

Some people say she's ugly.

Some people criticized her for having a low level of education.

These words that used to provoke her no longer stir any emotion in her now.

I thought it would take a long time to get used to it.

Even if she sees those words criticizing her for changing her name and saying it's unfilial, she won't have the slightest thought of explaining herself.

Zhang Ruonan stared at her phone screen, her gaze sweeping over the glaring comments.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, falling at her feet and forming a warm band of light.

Those vicious words that once kept her up all night now seem so pale and powerless.

Is this what it means to have someone to rely on?

The person she could rely on was not her family, but Jiang Yang.

Those nights I used to hide under the covers and cry secretly.

The forced smile when someone pointed at her and scolded her for being unfilial after she changed her name.

Every time I see a negative comment, I have to pretend that nothing happened.

At that time, she felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, with no one behind her, and even a slight breeze could make her tremble with fear.

It's different now.

Zhang Ruonan touched her throat, where a slight discomfort still lingered, but it reassured her.

She recalled the unwavering determination in Jiang Yang's eyes when he said last night, "I will always be behind you."

That wasn't just a polite promise.

It is a real source of support.

It was as if someone had finally built a solid wall in her crumbling world.

She murmured, "It's not that the negative comments have become gentler, it's that my heart has finally found a place to rest."

Someone will reach out a hand when you fall down.

Some people see themselves as someone who needs protection.

Instead of treating them like family members, they should not see them as targets to be harmed at will.

Zhang Ruonan slowly curled up in bed, burying her face in the pillow that still carried Jiang Yang's scent. The malice that had once kept her awake at night now dissipated like the morning mist outside the window.

I can no longer invade this warm space.

"This is what it feels like to be loved."

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Yang's voice came from outside: "Ruo Nan, are you awake?"

Zhang Ruonan was slightly taken aback, then immediately threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Just as I was thinking of Jiang Yang, he came knocking on the door.

I went to the bathroom to fix my hair a little, then rushed to open the door.

"Jiang Yang, did you bring me breakfast?"

“I remember you like custard buns,” Jiang Yang said with a smile.

I saw Zhang Ruonan's nightgown fabric gently clinging to her body.

It reveals the natural curves of the body.

It was quickly half-hidden by the falling strands of hair.

She has the slenderness of a young girl.

She also possesses a touch of youthful beauty.

She didn't seem fully awake yet, her bare feet on the carpet, her rounded toes unconsciously curling up.

Close the door.

I sat on the sofa and chatted with Zhang Ruonan for a few minutes.

His gaze swept over Zhang Ruonan.

The sheer nightgown outlined a hazy silhouette.

As she raised her hand to fix her hair, her collar slipped slightly.

A small patch of delicate skin was exposed at the collarbone.

As Zhang Ruonan changed her sitting position, the hem of her nightgown slid down to mid-thigh, revealing a beautiful leg line hidden in the shadows.

Jiang Yang slurped up a mouthful of soy milk.

His gaze then fell on Zhang Ruonan.

He saw Zhang Ruonan take his breakfast bag with one hand and casually place it on the coffee table.

She touched the ground with her toes and wrapped her other arm around his neck: "Jiang Yang, you seem to have grown a bit taller. You're about 1.81 meters now, right?"

Jiang Yang hummed in agreement.

I didn't notice if I'd grown taller.

Having just turned eighteen, she can still grow taller. The amount of exercise she's doing during filming, along with the good food, has definitely increased her chances of growing taller.

in other words.

Is it possible for girls to be a little older than in their previous lives?
Before Jiang Yang could say anything, Zhang Ruonan tiptoed up to greet him, lowered her eyelashes, smiled with a hint of smugness: "I also like to drink soy milk, but right now I only want to drink what's in your mouth."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and stared straight at Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang shrank his neck.

It only took one night.

Ruonan has suddenly become so bold; it caught me completely off guard.

Subconsciously, I turned my head away, and heard Zhang Ruonan's soft voice in my ear: "If you don't give me a drink, I'll give you a hickey, and I'll use all my strength to give you a blood clot."

Jiang Yang was stunned by what he heard.

Ruonan has really changed.

Ruonan used to be very timid, but now Ruonan even dares to threaten the boss.

Who exactly started this unhealthy trend?

Deduct the overpaid wages!
"Jiang Yang, yesterday was the last day of my period, and it's over today."

Zhang Ruonan lowered her voice, almost speaking in a whisper.

There is a sense of shyness about private topics.

While talking, he called Bailu to change the subject.

Call Bailu to wake up and come have breakfast.

Before Zhang Ruonan could continue speaking...

Jiang Yang raised his hand and pinched Zhang Ruonan's mouth, applying a little force, and Zhang Ruonan's cherry-like lips pouted.

Zhang Ruonan gasped for breath, closed her eyes, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

No matter how boldly she tried to act, her trembling fingers and rapid breathing still betrayed her true nature as a shy Ruonan.

Like melting ice cream.

She appears sweet and proactive on the surface, but her inner nature remains soft and restless.

Jiang Yang went to greet him.

Zhang Ruonan's halter top slipped halfway down her shoulder, and she reached out to grab Jiang Yang's collar.
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