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Chapter 213: You Like Old Women

"Don’t tell me you’re busy with work! When I was busy back then, didn’t I still take care of you? You just hole up in your rental apartment playing games after work every day. Can games put food on the table? Or are you saying that games are more important than me!"

"Grandma..."

"Don’t you call me Grandma! I don’t have a heartless grandson like you!" The old woman, who had just been so kind and gentle-looking, suddenly became aggressive.

"Old Wang and Old Zhang next door have grandsons your age. They got married long ago and bring their kids to visit their graves every day. During the holidays, they bring the kids to sweep the tombs and burn paper money. Oh, it makes me so jealous I could die! But you? Not only are you not married, but you don’t even come to visit my grave once a year! Those old geezers down here mock me every day, saying my grandson isn’t filial and never comes to see me!"

She pointed at her messy hair and said, "Look! Because of this, they got into a fight with me and messed up my hair!"

Hua Yueye: "..."

The next morning, Shen Zhiyao took a taxi to Yuanqi Entertainment, while the white-clothed ghost was sent to driving school.

Jin Fan was already waiting for her there. He personally served Shen Zhiyao tea. "Ancestral Grandma, you’ve completely blown up now. A lot of trending topics related to you have appeared on the hot search lists, and many advertisers are already knocking on our door."

After speaking, he picked up a thick stack of documents. "Look, this is all information on the advertisers who have approached you recently. Three of them are major international brands. See which one you like, and I’ll negotiate the advertising fee. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied."

Shen Zhiyao said, "No need for endorsements. I don’t need money right now, so there’s no point in doing all these flashy endorsements. I should use this time to stabilize my entertainment career."

Her popularity was soaring right now, but it wasn’t necessarily stable. It could be like sand in the wind, scattering with a single gust.

Jin Fan handed over another pile of contracts. "The good variety shows lately are either comedy shows or parenting shows, which you definitely wouldn’t like, Ancestral Grandma. But I’ve selected a few of the better domestic dramas. Take a look and see which script has a character you like. I’ll invest in it and get you the female lead."

Shen Zhiyao took the scripts and glanced through them, finally settling on *Summer Heat Song*.

Judging by the name, it was an urban romance drama set in the summer. To put it bluntly, it was another one of those "overbearing CEO falls in love with me" plots, so cliché it was cringey.

Jin Fan quickly said, "This isn’t our company’s drama. It’s a promotional packet from Director Zhang Li, sent out to various entertainment companies."

It was obvious Shen Zhiyao was interested in this script. "This script is interesting. Let’s go with this one!"

Jin Fan said, "Director Zhang Li has produced many high-quality dramas and is very famous in the industry. But he has this weird quirk: he insists on picking all the actors himself. If he doesn’t choose them, he won’t approve."

Shen Zhiyao let out a soft laugh. "Are you afraid I won’t be chosen?"

Jin Fan nodded honestly. "Ancestral Grandma, you’re amazing at divination and you’re very popular, but you’ve never acted before and have no acting experience. Going to an audition would be completely exposing your weakness! With Zhang Li’s stubborn temper, he’d just give a sour face even if my dad showed up. Please listen to me. Let’s just shoot our own projects. The results won’t necessarily be worse than Zhang Li’s."

Shen Zhiyao said, "But I just like this show. I think this supporting female role is a good fit for me. She doesn’t have many scenes, but the character is well-developed, and the filming schedule isn’t long."

As she spoke, she stuffed the materials for *Summer Heat Song* into her cloth bag, planning to take them home to study.

Jin Fan racked his brain but couldn’t understand why Shen Zhiyao would pass up a perfectly good leading role to be a supporting actress.

But he couldn’t change her mind once she’d made a decision.

Jin Fan said, "Ancestral Grandma, you’re famous now. Besides a driver, you’ll also need an assistant. How about..."

Before he could finish, Shen Zhiyao shouted toward the door, "Xinxin!"

The Red-clothed Ghost hurried in.

Recently, her Cultivation had improved significantly, and her appearance had become much more attractive.

She was wearing fashionable clothes and had long, straight black hair. If not for her slightly dark aura, she would look almost like a supermodel.

The Red-clothed Ghost tossed her hair smugly and said, "Immortal, I can be your personal assistant!"

Jin Fan: "..."

’A step too late!’

Shen Zhiyao saw his thoughts at a glance. "After your fate was changed back, your luck has been very good. You’re better suited for business. Having you as my assistant would indeed be a waste of your talents."

"Get lost! Don’t even think about stealing my job!" the Red-clothed Ghost shot him a fierce glare. "The Immortal has already made a deal with me. I’m in charge of her meals and daily life, and she’ll pay me 8,000 yuan a month. If you dare try to take my job, I’ll beat you up!"

"No, no, no, I’m not trying to steal your job." Jin Fan felt it was unfair.

’He had spent millions to hire her as a bodyguard before. And now, Ancestral Grandma got her for a mere eight thousand yuan? Was he a total sucker, or was Ancestral Grandma just incredibly stingy?’

"Fine, let Xinxin be the assistant, but I have to be your agent. You can’t replace me," Jin Fan said, still trying to secure his position.

Shen Zhiyao said, "I definitely won’t."

’No one else would be as dedicated as Jin Fan, or be able to bring all sorts of resources right to her.’

...

After Zhou Ye returned from the set of *Qing Qing Wo Wo*, his career completely collapsed.

The few die-hard fans he had left also abandoned him in droves after they couldn’t accept him sleeping with Zhao Jing.

He didn’t dare log into Weibo at all; it was filled with comments cursing him out.

With no other options, he went to find Kang Naixin again.

But Kang Naixin, who had once spoiled and doted on him, had now turned against him. She pointed at his nose and cursed, "Damn it, you have the nerve to come back and find me? Do you really think I, Kang Naixin, am a garbage dump? Taking in any piece of trash that comes your way!"

In the Island Country, in order to get back together with Shen Zhiyao, Zhou Ye had said a lot of bad things about Kang Naixin, even saying she was old and ugly and completely unworthy of him.

Shen Zhiyao had recorded those words and sent them to Jin Fan, who then forwarded them to Kang Naixin verbatim.

Kang Naixin was already furious, and soon after, she saw the provocative scene of Zhou Ye sleeping with Zhao Jing on the show.

At this moment, Kang Naixin was so angry she raised her hand and slapped Zhou Ye several times, roaring furiously, "I gave up such a hit variety show for you, and now I can’t even land a role. But you? You go on the show and think about getting back with Shen Zhiyao. And if just thinking about it wasn’t enough, you go and sleep with an old woman like Zhao Jing! Aren’t you disgusting!"

Zhou Ye quickly grabbed Kang Naixin’s wrist. "No, I didn’t! How could I possibly like an old woman like Zhao Jing who’s almost fifty? Just listen to my explanation! It’s all Shen Zhiyao’s fault... She... she..."

He wanted to reveal Shen Zhiyao’s origins, but Shen Zhiyao had long since placed a restriction on him, leaving him unable to speak his mind.

After slapping him a few more times, Kang Naixin finally calmed down.

’After all, she had been with Zhou Ye for almost a year. He preferred women who were in good health. The idea that Zhou Ye would like a sickly woman like Zhao Jing was highly unlikely. So, he was set up? She had been in the entertainment industry for many years and had seen plenty of schemes and frame-ups. So, was Shen Zhiyao framing Zhou Ye?’

Seeing that Kang Naixin was wavering, he said, "..."