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Entertainment Stand-in

　　"Where are you going?" Yan Wang stopped her.

　　Jiang Fei said nothing.

　　"Jiang Fei," Yan Wang looked at her, "The person who called you just now was Qin Mo?"

　　The words were questions, but the meaning was firm. Otherwise, how would she know that Qin Mo wouldn't show up?

　　Jiang Fei smiled and said calmly: "Yan Wang, as you wish, our bet will be fulfilled soon."

　　Yanwang froze.

　　Jiang Fei didn't look at him again, opened the door and went directly to the parking lot.

　　Just as she drove straight out of the parking lot, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the car and almost hit her.

　　Hope.

　　Jiang Fei looked at him.

　　Yan Wang walked to the car and said, "Don't go."

　　Jiang Fei said nothing.

　　Yanwang repeated stubbornly: "Don't go, Jiang Fei."

　　Jiang Fei lowered his head: "Yanwang, don't say such misleading words."

　　After saying that, he started the car, walked around him, and left directly.

　　Yan Wang still stood there and murmured in a low voice for a long time: "I'm not going, Jiang Fei, and you don't go either..."

　　Favorability: 80.

　　Chapter 30 Stand-in in the entertainment industry 08

　　When Jiang Fei arrived at the hospital, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

　　Assistant Wang was walking around in the corridor outside the ward with his mobile phone, his eyes full of anxiety.

　　Hearing the sound of footsteps, he hurriedly turned around, saw Jiang Fei, and immediately ran two steps to meet him: "Miss Jiang..."

　　"How is he?" Jiang Fei looked at the ward aside and asked with a frown, "No surgery?"

　　"The doctor said that surgery is of little use anymore," Assistant Wang shook his head. The man in his thirties had red eyes, "Heart failure, the situation is not optimistic. At present, the person is barely conscious, but I'm afraid..." The rest of the words I can't say any more.

　　It has been eight years since he followed Mr. Yan. At that time, Mr. Yan had just taken over the Yan family. After establishing a foothold in the Yan family the next year, he had already made a will.

　　For Mr. Yan, death is a "bomb" that suddenly comes at no time.

　　Jiang Fei asked: "Why did he suddenly become ill?"

　　Assistant Wang glanced at her and was about to speak when the ward door opened and the doctor came out and took off his mask: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Yan will let you in."

　　Assistant Wang responded quickly, got up and walked into the ward.

　　Yan Yunzhou has woken up and is lying on the hospital bed. He looks pale and has no blood at all. He has a breathing mask on his mouth and nose. His whole body is cold and there is no warmth at all. His eyes are calm. The red mole under his eyes is the only one on his face. s color.

　　"Mr. Yan, you will be fine." Assistant Wang stepped forward cautiously.

　　Yan Yunzhou looked at him. He knew his own body best. This time he really felt that he was dying.

　　He said in a low voice: "Who are you talking to?"

　　Assistant Wang was startled and responded quickly: "Miss Jiang is here, should I let Miss Jiang in?"

　　Yan Yunzhou's eyes paused, his throat moved, and finally he laughed helplessly, unable to say any words of rejection.

　　Assistant Wang hurriedly walked out, and not long after, Jiang Fei walked in quietly.

　　She was wearing a champagne-colored suspender nightgown, with only a light-colored thin shirt on top. She walked towards the hospital bed step by step, and finally sat on the chair next to the hospital bed: "Mr. Yan."

　　Yan Yunzhou's eyes followed her, his expression remained calm, and his voice was hoarse but gentle: "Miss Jiang."

　　"Mr. Yan was fine last time we met. We haven't seen him for more than a month..." Jiang Fei smiled, "Everything in the world is unpredictable."

　　Yan Yunzhou looked at her and smiled: "Yes."

　　Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows, leaned gently against the bed, and looked at him with his chin on his hand: "Didn't you say that you still have half a year to live? It's only less than two months..." As she said that, she lowered her eyes and smiled. "Did you go to my place for excitement?"

　　Just after asking the system, he was downstairs when he called her.

　　Yan Yunzhou didn't speak, but coughed dullly.

　　Jiang Fei stretched out his hand and gently smoothed his chest: "It's up to you."

　　Yan Yunzhou closed his eyes slightly, his body was numb, and he couldn't even feel her hand caressing his chest, but looking at that hand, he always felt a numbness in his heart.

　　"Why are you here?" he asked in a low voice, "Don't you have something to do tonight?"

　　"It's not Assistant Wang yet," Jiang Fei glanced at him, "A phone call interrupted my good work, saying that you were going to die. From that tone, I thought it wasn't you who was going to die, but that you were already dead."

　　Yan Yunzhou forced a smile and remained silent for a long time: "Will you cry?"

　　Jiang Fei shook his head firmly: "No."

　　"Little heartless." Yan Yunzhou moved his hand, trying to pinch her face, but in the end he was unable to lift it up. He laughed to himself and looked at the pale ceiling above his head, "Ms. Jiang."

　　"Um?"

　　"Ever since I was born, I was destined not to live long," Yan Yunzhou's breathing was a little heavy. "Every moment I was waiting for death to come suddenly. Later, I gradually got used to it."

　　"I thought that after staying up until now, I would be ready to leave, but I didn't expect..."

　　He turned his eyes and looked at Jiang Fei.

　　Unexpectedly, I would meet her that night on the top floor.

　　Jiang Fei glanced at the top of his head and was startled.

　　Perhaps because he had been suppressing his feelings before, Yan Yunzhou had almost no emotional fluctuations, and his emotions were like a pool of stagnant water. But just now, as if he was released on the verge of death, his favorability was steadily rising little by little, as calm and gentle as His person.

　　"Sure enough, I have no conscience," Yan Yunzhou chuckled, "I'm still distracted at this time..."

　　Jiang Fei withdrew his gaze and looked at him without speaking.

　　Yan Yunzhou looked at her quietly: "There are two documents in my pocket."

　　Jiang Fei was puzzled, but still took the clothes on the side. Sure enough, he took two documents. There were some wrinkles on the documents, as if someone had held them tightly.

　　She handed it to Yan Yunzhou.