Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 85 Supplementary Card!

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Supplementary Card!

Parking lot.

Liu Rui suddenly burst into loud laughter, "Hahaha!"

Ye Zhenzhen followed with a light chuckle, "Liu Rui, that’s enough, is it really that funny?"

Liu Rui: "Zhenzhen, it really is hilarious, but, to be fair, Ye Zhenzhen, you’ve kept things hidden way too deep, haven’t you? How are you so capable?"

She thought back to earlier in the coffee shop when she had doubted Ye Zhenzhen, feeling that Ye Zhenzhen wasn’t serious in attitude and lacked ability...

Liu Rui felt she had been negligent as an agent, not even knowing that her own artist had hidden strengths, which was a huge embarrassment.

"Huh?" Ye Zhenzhen was full of confusion.

"Tell me the truth, did you deliberately act weak in front of Han Jiangxue every time just to slap her face hard in the variety show?

And today with the audition, you kept it from me too, right? I was saying, you’ve been speaking so sharply recently, there’s no way you could have been bad at reading lines before..."

With a smile, Ye Zhenzhen listened to Liu Rui’s special kind of ’praise’, "Let’s just say your guess is right; before, I was just ’acting weak’.

Today I’ve shown my hand and won’t pretend anymore.

So, in the future, when you get me scripts, look for roles that are better, ones I can really own."

Liu Rui nodded vigorously and patted Ye Zhenzhen’s shoulder, "Alright, work hard, I have high hopes for you."

"Thank you!" Ye Zhenzhen sincerely expressed her gratitude.

From their interaction today, Ye Zhenzhen felt that Liu Rui was a very competent agent.

Having Liu Rui as her partner, she believed her future development in this circle wouldn’t be too difficult.

...

Ye Zhenzhen got home in the afternoon at almost 4 o’clock.

She had just entered the door and hadn’t taken off her shoes when Xiao Chen and Watermelon came over to greet her, "Ye Zhenzhen, you’re finally home. Do you know you’re injured? How can you still go out to work?"

Watermelon, sticking out its tongue, wagged its head at her, echoing its little master.

Ye Zhenzhen smiled and squatted down, embracing the worried little milk bun and gently patting him, "Sorry for making Brother Xiao Chen worry, my injury is nothing serious, don’t fret."

Xiao Chen pouted, his expression like that of an earnest official, "Why are you calling me brother again? I’m your son, and you’re my mommy!"

Ye Zhenzhen was amused and stroked Xiao Chen’s puffy cheeks, "Alright, my good son!"

Watermelon: "MAMA~"

"Hahaha, Ye Zhenzhen, did you hear that? Watermelon is also calling you mommy~ We all like you a lot!"

Ye Zhenzhen also petted Watermelon’s snowy white fur, "Watermelon is also a good boy!"

Suddenly, Xiao Chen snuggled closer into Ye Zhenzhen’s arms, looked around, then whispered into her ear, "Ye Zhenzhen, can I discuss something with you?"

Ye Zhenzhen imitated Xiao Chen, looked around, then whispered back, "What is it?"

"Ye Zhenzhen, I’m going to nursery school the day after tomorrow. Last time you said that after filming the show, you’d take me to see Brother Yi. Does that still stand?

If it does, can you take me tomorrow?"

Ye Zhenzhen blinked, almost forgetting this important promise.

She immediately nodded, "Of course it stands. Just wait, let me make some contacts."

Xiao Yi...

This was something she had promised the little one; she couldn’t go back on her word this time.

Song Yuchen’s eyes, bright as grapes, swiveled, and he again hooked his arm around Ye Zhenzhen’s neck and whispered into her ear:

"Mommy, you must absolutely not let daddy know about seeing Brother Yi, it’s our secret, okay~"

Because last time when he mentioned Brother Yi in front of daddy, daddy got angry.

Since then, he never dared to speak of anything related to Xiao Yi at home again.

Ye Zhenzhen nodded seriously, "Alright, a secret."

Having received a satisfactory reply, Xiao Chen took Ye Zhenzhen by the hand, urging her to stand up and change her shoes.

After Ye Zhenzhen changed her shoes, Aunt Li, who had been waiting, asked, "Madam, shall I call Doctor Liu now to come and give you the injection?"

"Yes," Ye Zhenzhen smiled in response, then said to Song Yuchen, "Xiao Chen, you go play first, I’m going to change my clothes."

Song Yuchen: "Okay!"

...

Ye Zhenzhen picked out a set of light-colored pure cotton homewear and changed into it.

While the cold wind raged outside, the room was as warm as spring and very comfortable.

Ever since she had started heading upstairs, she had been thinking about how to contact Xiao Yi, and what to say once she got in touch...

When she came out of the room and was about to head downstairs, Ye Zhenzhen ran into Song Jinze, who had just finished work in his study.

Since the man had no intention of going out after returning home at noon, he had also changed into homewear—a white shirt paired with light grey pants.

Ye Zhenzhen snapped back to her senses and glanced at the man across from her, "What are you doing here?"

In broad daylight, running into this man in this house really shouldn’t be happening.

Song Jinze looked at the woman’s injured right arm and didn’t detect anything unusual; he then replied indifferently, "This is my house."

Seeing the woman’s reaction, she didn’t want him to be at home?

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Ye Zhenzhen blinked, "Yeah, it’s your house. So, President Song, please make yourself comfortable."

That’s right, this is his house—why did she even ask such a silly question.

How embarrassing.

Just as she was about to go downstairs, the man behind her called her again, "Ye Zhenzhen!"

Ye Zhenzhen turned around, "What?"

Song Jinze’s lip corners curled up slightly, "Come here for a minute."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

So come over, then come over—what’s there to be afraid of!

Song Jinze went into his study, and Ye Zhenzhen followed him in.

The study’s decor was just like the man’s usual attire: apart from black, white, and grey, there were no other colors.

Song Jinze strode over to the desk, took a card, turned around, and handed it to the woman, "Ye Zhenzhen, the black card I gave you before, have you forgotten the password?"

He had checked—it seemed that ever since he gave her the card, except for a few high-amount purchases in the first month, there had not been a single transaction in the following months.

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

Oh right, what was the password for that card on the bedside table?

Seeing that the woman didn’t respond, Song Jinze took it as her acquiescence. He tried to soften his tone, "This card is for you, it’s a supplementary card, it doesn’t have a password, and there’s no spending limit."

Ye Zhenzhen was momentarily stunned.

For some reason, she felt that the man before her was completely different from what she had known previously...

"Why are you suddenly giving me a card?" It’s as if I owe you money or something.

Ah, pah! Ye Zhenzhen mentally slapped herself!

That man doesn’t just have some money, he has vast wealth—to say he has gold and silver mountains would not be an exaggeration...

"Ye Zhenzhen, if you’re working so hard because of money, there’s really no need. Keep this card. I won’t stop you from being in the entertainment industry, but you need to take care of yourself."

As he spoke, Song Jinze’s handsome face betrayed no emotion.

He mentioned these things for no other reason than to tell Ye Zhenzhen that there was no need to work so hard for money; Song Jinze could support her.

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

Why was he suddenly playing the card of kindness with her...

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