The contract stated that as long as she satisfied the client, she could play the female lead in a certain drama troupe, and performing definitely required going out. Whether going out or acting, Jian Ning was very interested.
As for this person surnamed Qiao, wasn’t he asking to be tormented? Jian Ning slowly curved her lips, revealing a cold smile.
Qiu Yu was sitting in the car looking at documents, with the phone on speaker. Without even moving his eyes, he said coldly: “3rd.”
Jian Ning didn’t care about his attitude and hung up after getting her answer.
…
Qiu Yu glanced at the phone making a beeping sound after being hung up, feeling unexpected for the first time.
That madwoman used to chatter endlessly on the phone. If he didn’t hang up, she could probably talk for three days and nights. Surprisingly, she could be so direct and efficient today?
Just a lunatic, not worth wasting time on. Qiu Yu quickly shifted his gaze back to the documents.
…
Cheng Yi came over, estimating the time, with a gentle smile on his lips: “Is everything resolved?”
Caring, gentle, full of goodwill.
A typical tone of a psychologist.
Jian Ning was an experiential actor. Her acting was good largely because she could quickly enter a role and portray a character’s entire life 100%. But this also had an obvious drawback – psychological issues could develop over time.
So she had a dedicated psychologist accompanying her.
Jian Ning had a natural affinity for such professionals. She nodded: “Resolved. Dr. Cheng, thank you.”
Cheng Yi was surprised by her unusual composure but out of respect didn’t ask more: “No need to thank me. Good that it’s resolved.”
He persistently tried to hand over the “medicine” he hadn’t given her yet, smiling slightly, hoping she would obediently take it like always.
Jian Ning glanced at it and didn’t take it: “I don’t need this. What’s the date today?”
“Why won’t you take it?” Cheng Yi patiently looked at her, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Jian Ning frowned, unsure if it was because she was currently a mental patient rather than an actress, and her perspective towards the psychologist was different, making her feel slightly uncomfortable: “I’m not sick.”
She emphasized again: “I just asked you the date. Could you tell me?”
