The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 726 - 710: I Am Not a Slut 21_2

Additionally, the female celebrity was aware that the effects of acupuncture and moxibustion treatments would only last for half a year; after that period, she would need to seek Xiao Yuan’s services again. Therefore, she generously gave Xiao Yuan a substantial sum of money.

She took the prescribed medicine and the pills back home.

That very night, she took one of the pills and noticed an improvement in her skin condition when she washed her face the next morning.

In the following days, she drank the medicinal decoctions daily and took the pills at night, not only her skin improved, but her sleep quality also enhanced significantly, and the minor aches in her body vanished.

She became even more confident in Xiao Yuan’s medical skills, and without hesitation, transferred another sum of money to Xiao Yuan while also pre-ordering some Slimming Pills.

With this money, on top of what he had previously earned, Xiao Yuan felt a sense of financial security.

Having not returned home for over two years, he asked the hospital for leave to visit his family.

As he was not officially employed as a doctor, and with Mr. Lu’s backing, he quickly secured the leave.

Before heading home, Xiao Yuan efficiently took care of all the aunties who had scheduled minor adjustments, thereafter declaring he would no longer take on such tasks. However, he mentioned he would continue to produce beauty pills and they could contact him if needed.

After arranging everything, Xiao Yuan informed Anning of his plans to return home.

Anning was quite busy at the time, having met some major clients when she started at the Gu family firm.

Now, Anning had connected with a customer of decent character and family background named Zheng Tongfeng, who had previously thought highly of her and even considered poaching her for his company.

However, back then Anning was doing well at the Gu firm and had no intentions of changing jobs, so she declined.

Presently, wanting to make quick money, Anning reconnected with Zheng Tongfeng. She provided several suggestions for his company, helping him avoid some risks and successfully completed a project, earning a large sum for Zheng Tongfeng and a substantial commission for herself.

Additionally, Zheng Tongfeng, learning of Anning’s success in the stock market, invested a sum for her to speculate on stocks, from which Anning would receive a significant share of the profits.

Amidst stock trading and project running, Anning’s life was incredibly hectic.

When Xiao Yuan told her he was planning to return home, Anning made time to go shopping with him.

It had been over two years since Xiao Yuan had last visited home, so he needed to bring some gifts.

Over one day, they bought loads of items, and Anning even escorted Xiao Yuan to the train station, not returning home until late at night.

Due to traffic congestion, it was extraordinarily late by the time Anning reached her place.

After getting out of the taxi, she still had a walk ahead before arriving home.

Carrying her bag, Anning crossed a small alley, and just as she entered, she saw a shadow pounce towards her.

With a swift hand motion, she picked up the object, and under the faint light realized it was a cat.

The cat looked at Anning with strange eyes as she glared back, "Little one, who do you belong to? It’s very dangerous for you to be out so late."

The cat meowed a few times, and upon closer inspection, Anning couldn’t recognize it as belonging to any household in the area.

Unable to figure out whose cat it might be, she took it home with her.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang had already eaten and were waiting for Anning in the living room, watching television.

Aware of Anning’s particular busyness these days as she attended to business matters, they knew it was normal for her to return home late. Nonetheless, they couldn’t help worrying and wouldn’t go to sleep until she was home, always waiting for her nightly return.

Tonight was no different. Hearing the door, Mrs. Jiang asked, "Have you eaten? If not, I’ll warm up some food for you."

Anning entered carrying the cat: "Got stuck in traffic on the way back, haven’t had dinner yet. Mom, can you make me a bowl of noodles?"

"Sure."

Mrs. Jiang got up and headed to the kitchen.

Mr. Jiang saw the cat: "Where did this cat come from?"

Anning set the cat on the floor: "Who knows, found it in the alley, no idea who lost their cat. Let’s keep it at home for a couple of days. Dad, keep an eye out tomorrow, see if anyone’s looking for this cat."

Mr. Jiang nodded.

Mrs. Jiang peeked out of the kitchen: "How do we feed the cat, we don’t have cat food."

Anning saw that the cat was not very big and said: "Give it some milk for now, I’ll buy cat food tomorrow."

She then settled down on the sofa.

The cat watched her warily, but didn’t move.

Mr. Jiang chuckled: "This cat is pretty well-behaved."

Anning glanced at it: "Yeah, quite obedient, looks pretty clean too, must be someone’s pet."

While they were talking, Mrs. Jiang came out with a saucer of milk for the cat.

The cat seemed starving, rushing over to lap up the milk as soon as it saw it.

Anning took another look, then poured herself a glass of water to drink.

Mr. Jiang then asked Anning: "You’re always so busy, what exactly are you busy with?"

Anning smiled: "You know Zheng Tongfeng, right?"

Mr. Jiang worked at a well-known restaurant frequented by many bigwigs who often hosted there, so he was somewhat familiar with the affairs of many entrepreneurs in the city.

"I know, he’s not bad."

"I’ve been working on a few projects for him, yielding pretty good returns. Also helping him with stock trading. Thinking that once I make enough money, I’ll start my own business."

Anning also knew that Mr. Jiang was worried about her, so she went into detail about the projects she had been part of for Zheng Tongfeng, the ideas she had provided, and, of course, she only spoke about things that no longer needed to be kept confidential. Even though it was all Greek to Mr. Jiang, Anning explained with great patience and detail because she wanted her dad to feel reassured.

Mr. Jiang was rather confused: "From what you’re saying, you’ve been earning quite a bit lately."

Anning stretched out one hand: "From just those projects, I’ve made this much. The money from trading stocks is separate."

Mr. Jiang drew in a breath of cold air: "That’s a lot."

Anning nodded: "I also made a decent sum developing software for several companies before, and now it’s all rolling in the stock market too, also bringing in good returns, so you really don’t need to worry about me. You and mom could find easier work if you want, or just rest at home if you don’t. I can support you both."

Mr. Jiang patted Anning with a laugh: "I’m not old yet, how could I not work? The money you earn is yours. I can still make my own, don’t need to spend yours. I’m planning to work a few more years, save a bit more with your mom, so later on, I can take her out to enjoy life a bit. She’s had a hard life following me; I owe her some happiness in her old age."

Mrs. Jiang came out with the noodles: "What are you two talking about now?"

Anning and Mr. Jiang were having a lively conversation, not noticing that the cat lapping up the milk had paused its motions several times, its eyes somewhat contemplative.