<h4>Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Being a Good Husband</h4>


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    Jiang Zhiyu could hardly believe it, he didn’t dare to bring up this matter in front of Yu Xinting.


    The scar over her heart was a wound Yu Xinting didn’t dare touch.


    "Are you serious?!"


    "Mmm, I no longer want to evade, so for this matter, I will personallye forward to respond."


    Jiang Mian felt some relief seeing this, she gave a light cough and said, "Alright, next time you see me, don’t be awkward, if you like someone, just like them, don’t hide it."


    "Since there’s nothing else, we’ll be heading back first."


    It wasn’t appropriate for them to intervene in the matters that followed.


    "No, no, no, Miss Jiang, I really must thank you for this."


    "We’ll talk about thatter, you have more urgent things to deal with now."


    Before leaving, Jiang Mian added, "If you need help, look for me."


    Yu Xinting, looking at the woman standing before her with slightly upturned red lips and brimming with confidence, quickly showed a fangirl-like expression, "Look Zhiyu, she’s really outstanding, confident, and captivating!"


    "Alright, I know already, the most important thing now is dealing with those people, don’t let any of them go."


    A hint of ferocity shed through Jiang Zhiyu’s eyes, but it quickly vanished.


    He stood up to call the police and also contacted awyer.


    *


    Luo Ting teased the silent woman who had been quiet since getting into the car, "What’s wrong, you seem to be getting depressed."


    Jiang Mian, supporting her cheek, did indeed look a bit more worried with herzy, falling hair.


    "Not really, just feeling quite fortunate."


    Jiang Mian too had been through a phase where she wasmbasted by the entire inte. Even though the words trending on the square were quickly taken down, the number of people cursing her did not decrease.


    Fortunately, thepanionship and support of family and friends around her seemed to make her regard all this with a smile, not taking it seriously at all.


    She could even bite back at her detractors.


    "Sister Ting, do you think I’m just too heartless?"


    Luo Ting nearly swung a heavy fist again; indeed, being heartless – the emotions arrived quickly and left just as fast.


    "Alright, now that you’ve taken care of your worries, don’t forget about the red carpet event tomorrow night. You finished the original novel, right? If your eyes are still swollen tomorrow, be careful of losing your ’Red Carpet Killer’ reputation."


    Since her debut, although Jiang Mian had not done many TV dramas, her live photos from every red carpet event she attended had be a sensation.


    Even with the existence of haters, sometimes they had topliment her because of her face.


    "Don’t worry, they can’t shake my position."


    The phone vibrated, and Jiang Mian nced at it before opening WeChat.


    It was a location sent by Fu Sichen.


    Good Husband Alive: [I’m eating here tonight, mighte backte, I’ve contacted Auntie to go home and cook]


    Jiang Mian’s gaze wasn’t on the content Fu Sichen had sent, but rather on the four-word remark above it.


    Good Husband Alive??


    What kind of remark was this?!!


    Jiang Mian: [Won’t you exin this remark {photo}]


    Good Husband Alive: [Su Lixing has the remark of precious baby, shouldn’t I be more special?]


    The tone even sounded aggrieved?


    Perhaps Fu Sichen had been under too much pressure recording the variety showtely, which made him a little neurotic and abnormal.


    Jiang Mian found a satisfactory excuse for herself.


    At that moment, Fu Sichen sitting at the dining table was staring at the chat history, his lips curving unhidden.


    Fu Jingcun gave a light cough, "Xiao Chen, it’s not like you to y with your phone at the dinner table. About your granddaughter-inw, when do you n to bring her over to meet me?"


    Fu Sichen put away his phone, his eyes softening, "In a little while, Grandfather. If we rush things, it might scare her."


    Fu Jingcun wasn’t used to hearing his grandson speak like this andughed, "Am I that frightening? It’s been over a year since you got married; if I hadn’te back, I’d think you were nning to ’keep a concubine in a golden house’."


    Keep a concubine in a golden house?


    Something shed through Fu Sichen’s mind, and heughed out loud, his lips naturally curling upwards.


    "Grandfather, don’t worry, you’ll definitely like your granddaughter-inw."


    Fu Jingcun looked at his grandson’s inexplicable change, warmth gathering in his eyes instead of the usual cold demeanor.


    It was a good sign.


    He changed the topic, "You still remember the promise you made with Grandfather, right? There’s just over a month left, it’s time to put an end to it."


    Fu Sichen’s lips thinned, and he nodded, "Mm, I’ll be back in time."