The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 786 - 768: I’m Not a Slut 79 (Bonus for 450 Monthly Tickets)

Anning came out of An Nan’s room to find both Mr. and Mrs. Jiang’s eyes fixed on her.

"What did your sister say?"

Mrs. Jiang asked before Anning could even sit down.

Anning sat down and took a sip of water: "Stop persuading her, she won’t listen."

"What exactly did she say?"

Anning repeated An Nan’s words: "My sister has made up her mind as firmly as if it was weighed down by iron. If you push her too hard, you might end up making an enemy of her."

"This, this is all for her sake. Am I not afraid that she’ll suffer and regret it later on?"

Mrs. Jiang said through tears.

Anning hugged Mrs. Jiang: "Then you ask her to break up. Can you guarantee that she won’t regret it in the future? Whether she stays single or remarries, can you ensure she won’t have any regrets?"

This made Mr. Jiang pause for a moment.

Yes, Anning was right.

You think it’s a pit of fire and forcibly prevent her from jumping in, but she doesn’t see it that way; she thinks it’s okay.

Even if you pull her back, what about the future?

She’s breaking up with Wei Jiaming at a time when their relationship is at its best – who can assure that she will be content and happy for the rest of her life? Even if she marries someone else, she might think of Wei Jiaming and regret it for a lifetime.

Mr. Jiang said weakly: "Let it be, children have their own fortune."

But Mrs. Jiang wasn’t at ease at all.

So Anning said to her: "How much suffering do you think she can endure? Her dumpling shop is making quite a bit of money now, and it’s registered in her name. She has her own house, and these assets were all acquired before the marriage. Besides, Wei Jiaming is not poor, he’s not eyeing my sister’s small fortune. Even after marrying, my sister won’t be short of money for expenses, at most she’ll just have some headaches over family matters. With Wei Jiaming’s mother behaving the way she is, Wei Jiaming is probably eager to divorce her. After getting married, they definitely won’t live with his mother; at most she’ll visit once in a while and probably not even stay for meals. The case with Shen Feng is even easier to handle; she has no official status with Wei Jiaming’s father and even received a house from the Wei family. It can be said she took care of things in exchange for the house, it’s all settled."

Anning paused and shared a story with Mrs. Jiang.

"I once told you about a senior sister of mine, remember? She is attractive and capable, and got a job at a big company after graduating. Later, her family arranged for her to meet a man through matchmaking. This man was really excellent in every aspect: good job, handsome, charm to spare outside, and comes from a solid family with both parents being kind-hearted. You can’t find fault with him, but my senior sister just didn’t feel any spark. Yet her family pressured her into marriage, and not long after, she developed depression and almost jumped off a building."

"How could this happen?"

Mrs. Jiang exclaimed in shock.

Anning spoke softly: "The couple had no affection. They were not on the same page, and their personalities clashed. He was wonderful outside, warm to everyone else, but at home, he was cold and harsh to her. Sometimes, they wouldn’t sleep in the same bed for months. Can you imagine how that felt for her? And it’s not something you can talk about with others. When she vented to her parents, her mother blamed her for overthinking. She stopped talking about it, but day in and day out, that can lead to depression."

Mrs. Jiang listened, her heart racing with fear: "A husband and wife need warmth in their relationship. If they can’t even talk to each other once they’re home, what kind of life is that? It’s better not to marry at all."

"Exactly."

Anning smiled: "So don’t worry so much about my sister. Whether it’s good or bad, she has to try for herself to know. What we perceive as bad might turn out to be a life full of color for her. Even if things turn sour, given Wei Jiaming’s nature, he won’t have the upper hand with my sister. If they really have to divorce, my sister won’t be at a loss. Besides, she still has us."

Anning’s words struck a chord with Mrs. Jiang, and her heart felt less clenched.

Mr. Jiang sighed deeply and didn’t persist in opposing further.

Xiao Hua meowed at Anning, who pet its head: "Good kitty."

She picked up Xiao Hua and handed it to Mr. Jiang: "Dad, Third isn’t here, could you give Xiao Hua a bath?"

"Alright then."

Mr. Jiang took Xiao Hua and headed toward the bathroom, but after a few steps, he looked back at Anning: "Now you’re ordering your old man around, huh? Why don’t you bathe Xiao Hua?"

Anning just laughed: "I’m not suitable, you are, after all, isn’t Xiao Hua a male cat?"

"He’s just a cat."

Mr. Jiang said gruffly.

Anning waved her hand: "Xiao Yuan won’t let me."

"That child."

Mr. Jiang cursed with a smile.

Xiao Hua obediently stayed in Mr. Jiang’s arms.

On the other side, Gu Kai checked the time and saw it was getting late, so he got up, grabbed his pajamas, and went to take a bath.

As he bathed, he thought to himself, it seems that in the future he needs to get on good terms with Ru Yi’s older sister and her husband.

With the troublesome matters at Wei Jiaming’s home, originally Mr. and Mrs. Jiang were strongly against it, but Anning sorted it out in just a few words. If his and An Ping’s relationship gets settled in the future, his family’s matters won’t be easy to handle either. By then, Anning and Xiao Yuan would have to step in.

Thinking this, Gu Kai smiled and shook his head; he hadn’t even won his wife over yet, and he already had to start pleasing his future sister-in-law.

After his bath, he picked up his phone, lay on the bed, and opened Flying Messenger only to see a message from An Ping.

Gu Kai hurriedly replied.

An Ping immediately responded with another message.

She also asked Gu Kai: "You’re still not sleeping at this late hour?"

Gu Kai replied: "I just finished work."

"Working so much even during the New Year’s holidays, your boss is too inhumane."

"Yeah, inhumane."

"Work is important, but you need to take care of your health too, don’t overwork yourself. Oh, are you free on Sunday, let’s go ice skating..."

"Okay, you set the time, I’ll come to pick you up."

Jiang Anping was sleeping over at a friend’s house. They lay side by side on the bed, An Ping holding her phone with a very buoyant smile.

Her friend saw the smile on her face and knew what was going on: "You little girl has got the spring fever."

"Don’t talk nonsense, he’s just a friend."

Jiang Anping hurriedly hid her phone: "We just met, but we get along quite well."

"Is it a guy or a girl, is he handsome?"

Her friend leaned in and asked.

"Stop it, let’s sleep, sleep."

Jiang Anan didn’t sleep well all night, and neither did Wei Jiaming.

He was extremely anxious, both nervous and fearful.

He was afraid that the Jiang family would object to him and An Nan, forcing the two to break up.

He wasn’t staying at his mother’s place either; since his sister was sent to Aunt Shen’s home, Wei Jiaming went to sleep in his own apartment. Unless his mother made a fuss, he wouldn’t easily return home.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, and finally looked forward to dawn. Wei Jiaming hurriedly washed up, bought breakfast, got into the car, and headed for the Jiang family home.