Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

She really is different from the person I remember. Even though it's the same face, she just feels different.

It makes it clear that people can separate the two of them.

After giving her a deep look, Pei Hui finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already very late, and dawn was breaking soon. Both of them were so exhausted that they slept for a long time.

When Jiang Zhuhua woke up, it was almost noon. Company matters had been delayed. Assistant Wang said that there were already many company documents piled up on his desk.

This feeling of having endless work to do the moment you open your eyes is truly maddening.

Jiang Zhuhua straightened his clothes, looked at the person still sleeping soundly on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and left a phone number.

He also placed the little cash he had in his pocket on the bed.

She really couldn't figure out her sudden surge of kindness and the indescribable feeling she had. Since she still had work to do, she decided not to waste any more time here.

Have you eaten yet? I made sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried broccoli for lunch. Do you want me to bring you some?

I skipped breakfast and went straight to the company. It was already noon by then.

Jiang Zhuhua was starving when he took out his phone and saw this sentence.

To be honest, Huo Wang hasn't come to her house since their last conversation, and she tries to avoid running into him.

However, I would frequently send her messages.

The weather forecast, what food was cooked, or perhaps his group of friends.

The day they broke up, his friends came over. Huo Wang simply told them jokes his friends had been talking about.

Jiang Zhuhua could roughly guess that Huo Wang must have been in a rather disheveled state at the time.

However, Huo Wang did not show any resentment.

【I don’t eat it.】

Once you've said goodbye, don't give the other person any hope. This wasn't the first time Jiang Zhuhua had refused, but the other person seemed oblivious.

It seems you don't like it much. Is there anything you'd like to eat?

Jiang Zhuhua knew that the other party was deceiving themselves, but he was also somewhat unable to bring himself to be ruthless.

We can only drag this out, making each other even more exhausted.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be a soft-hearted person. However, lately she seems to have softened her heart a little more often.

[Huo Wang, An'an can't accept this, so I won't accept it either. He's my child, my family, so I won't let him be sad.]

Jiang Zhuhua tried hard to harden his heart and sever all these ambiguous feelings.

The chat window showed "typing," but it took several minutes for a message to arrive after typing for a long time.

I know. But liking someone is inexplicable. By the time I realized it, I had already liked you for a long time without any reason.

I don't even know why I like you. I don't know much about you, and we're not completely honest with each other, but I'm still willing to do anything for you. I don't know if my actions are bothering you.

The person on the other end of the chat paused after saying that. The next sentence was something else entirely.

I wish I could be braver and change all of this. I can wait until An'an grows up, I can follow you without any official status, if only you could focus your attention on me even a little.

No name or status? It's easy to say. In a relationship, who would actually be willing to be the one without a name or status?

Jiang Zhuhua chuckled, his heart moved, yet tinged with mockery. The human heart is the most complex thing; one moment it might say it doesn't care, the next it might.

But this kind of feeling made her feel both warm and painful.

She couldn't let go of his passionate feelings, nor could she give up on An'an. She didn't want to hurt An'an, so she could only act like a scumbag, wavering back and forth between the two.

Jiang Zhuhua did not reply to the other party's message. Although the "escape technique" was shameful, it was very useful.

"Assistant Wang, could you order some takeout for me?"

With so much work to do, Jiang Zhuhua naturally couldn't find the time to order takeout or eat out. He handled his work while waiting for his takeout.

To be honest, other people's bosses have it easy, but when I worked for her, I had so much work to do.

Fortunately, after some minor adjustments, the workload has been reduced.

Perhaps due to the company's structure, a lot of work fell on her shoulders.

While eating lunch, Jiang Zhuhua received messages from other people. He glanced at his phone while eating.

[President Jiang, filming is complete. It has passed censorship. It will be released around the Spring Festival.]

Zhang Wuling brought good news, but also a huge challenge.

A film being critically acclaimed and commercially successful are two different things. The Spring Festival sees a massive influx of people, even though the number of people returning to their hometowns has decreased in recent years due to various reasons.

But most people have a longing for home, a longing that can never be untied.

Being with family, doing anything at all, seems to bring joy.

Therefore, the competition between films was very fierce during the Spring Festival.

[President Jiang, we're having a wrap party in a few days. Do you have time? Would you like to come join us?]

Zhang Wuling sent a message inviting me.

It's not surprising that Zhang Wuling invited Jiang Zhuhua, the one who took over the mess and lent a helping hand in times of crisis.

Jiang Zhuhua checked how much work he still had and then looked at his schedule.

[When are you having your wrap party? I need to check my schedule.]

Because he essentially let go of the reins throughout the entire process and didn't interfere much, Jiang Zhuhua didn't even know who the lead actor in the film was, only recognizing the director.

【Seven days later.】

The other party notified him seven days later, which was quite early. Jiang Zhuhua checked the schedule; the time wasn't tight.

Okay. Send me the address and other details later.

Jiang Zhuhua had never attended a film wrap party before, so she didn't know how everyone else's schedule was. But she was happy to go and take a look.

She's been too busy lately and wants to take a break.

See you then.

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Wuling's lips as she gently typed these words on the other end of the phone.

After hastily eating and drinking a glass of water, Jiang Zhuhua continued with his work. After all, his restaurant required a significant investment.

The money I earn today is all for starting my own business later.

After all, she was well aware of the underhanded tactics those shareholders were pulling behind the scenes.

There seem to be an unusually large number of messages today. Even Teacher Yang, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time, sent her a message.

[An'an's mom, do you have time to come to the school this afternoon? An'an got into a fight with some students.]

The message from Teacher Yang was quite unexpected. Jiang Zhuhua looked at it and even felt like he was seeing things.

A fight? Jiang Ji? It just doesn't seem like they're connected.