Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 17: Is Three Minutes a Short Time?

Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Is Three Minutes a Short Time?

Jiang Mian glanced at Fu Sichen, whose expression was as serene as still water, as if nothing had happened.

She was about to speak when she heard Yu Xinting’s next words, "You guys actually know each other!"

Oh~

So, it was just an acquaintance.

Jiang Mian’s red lips curved slightly as she stepped forward, "I didn’t really want others to know about this, but he’s a friend of my brother. I didn’t expect to run into him here, and I never imagined you’d find out."

Yu Xinting nodded at this explanation, "No wonder your conversation earlier felt so familiar."

Fu Sichen stood by quietly, watching the woman’s explanation.

The medical room suddenly fell silent.

"Thump thump thump."

A knocking sound came from outside, "Captain Fu, sorry to disturb you, but everyone has finished lunch, and we should..."

Photographer Xiao Zhang had no choice but to come online reluctantly.

The director’s team was pushing to make progress on the schedule.

Fu Sichen walked over to open the door of the medical room unhurriedly, and the live broadcast resumed.

[That close-up shot, my husband is so handsome!!]

[Can I sign up for a package distribution? I’m the first to volunteer!]

[So what did they end up doing inside, where is Jiang Mian!!]

[They wouldn’t do anything, after all, Yu Xinting is still there]

[Please, Yu Xinting is still passed out]

The barrage had just moved past this comment when Jiang Mian and Yu Xinting walked out from the inside.

"Captain Fu, we’re off to eat."

Jiang Mian, holding Yu Xinting’s hand, didn’t look back as they headed straight for the dining room.

Fu Sichen watched the "escaping" figure of the woman, his thin lips curved imperceptibly.

Just as Xiao Zhang was about to lug his camera and follow, he was stopped by Fu Sichen, "Xiao Zhang, was there something you needed from me?"

[Why do I feel like Captain Fu is up to no good?]

[+1, smiling with a knife behind the back]

[Xiao Zhang: Danger! I’m just a miserable worker]

[When did Jiang Mian and Baby Yu get along so well?]

Xiao Zhang awkwardly chuckled twice, "Nothing much, Captain Fu. The director just came to check on the schedule, there’s no problem. I’m going to follow and shoot Teacher Jiang now."

He also scrambled away after finishing his sentence.

Captain Fu’s almost but not quite smiling face was really scary.

By this time, Jiang Mian and Yu Xinting had already walked quite a distance when Yu Xinting tugged at her sleeve and withdrew her hand.

??

Jiang Mian looked at Yu Xinting, "Are you afraid of me?"

Yu Xinting felt a bit guilty, but still pretended to be indignant, "No! Of course not."

Her own voice grew softer toward the end.

Jiang Mian’s beautiful eyes fixed directly on Yu Xinting’s slightly uneasy gaze, "Mmm-hmm, lying will make you ugly, you know."

Yu Xinting immediately glared at Jiang Mian, her tone fierce, "That’s not true! You’re talking nonsense!"

"Pfft—"

Jiang Mian couldn’t help but laugh out loud, the first time she had seen someone so contradictory.

Quite interesting.

Yu Xinting, even more irritated by Jiang Mian’s laughter, asked, "What are you laughing at, what’s so funny?"

Jiang Mian, with a tone of gravity, patted her shoulder, "I’m laughing at the fact that I scared you so much, I had no idea I was so formidable."

In the industry, there were plenty who disliked her, hated her, and wished her dead.

And those who liked her were few and far between, but this was the first one who was scared of her.

"Let’s not talk about that now, let’s eat first, or you’ll pass out again during the devilish training this afternoon."

*

After lunch, the two of them returned to the dormitory to wash up and fell asleep immediately, thoroughly exhausted from the morning’s training.

"Ring—"

A shrill ringing suddenly sliced through the silent room, incessant.

Jiang Mian covered her ears and sat up.

A loud voice came from downstairs, "Recruits! Gather downstairs in three minutes! Don’t be late!"

Upon hearing this, they all quickly scrambled out of bed.

Only—

"Help!"

"Mom!"

"My legs..."

Even Jiang Mian could feel her own legs were particularly sore and swollen.

Fu Sichen truly played fair, showing no mercy to his own beloved wife.

The three of them supported each other as they got out of bed and struggled to get dressed, putting on their hats and shoes.

"One and a half minutes left!"

The three made a beeline for the door and ran downstairs to the formation, gasping for air as they stood in line.

"Time’s up."

Fu Sichen glanced at his stopwatch, observing the somewhat disheveled new recruits before him, his brow slightly furrowed, "Was three minutes too short?"

Wei Zhouchen nodded his head and then immediately started shaking it the instant he met Fu Sichen’s gaze.