Chapter 20: Thank You

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Gu Yan looked at my shocked expression, a triumphant smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "What’s wrong? Don’t believe me, Tian Tian?"
He waved his hand in front of me.
I blinked, coming back to my senses and shaking my head repeatedly. "No, no, I’m just so surprised! It caught me off guard!"
The last time Gu Yan mentioned this production to me, I was already amazed by the director and the team’s reputation in the industry.
To be cast as the female lead in such a top-tier project was an unexpected delight!
I grabbed Gu Yan’s hand, overwhelmed and babbling, "Senior, thank you, really, thank you!"
My luck had never been great, especially after Fu Shuhua started pestering me, but Gu Yan—his presence felt like my savior.
He gently grasped my hand in return and said softly, "Tian Tian, you deserve better."
He paused, then added, "The investors on this project are my friends."
I was momentarily stunned, then realization dawned.
Gu Yan’s friends were none other than...
I looked at him gratefully, all my words condensed into one: "Thank you!"

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The next morning, after the final checkup, the doctor told me I could be discharged.
I packed my things and prepared to leave.
Before I went, I called my manager, Ji Ge, to explain the situation.
Gu Yan had advised me not to inform Ji Ge too early, worried that Fu Shuhua’s obsessive nature might try to stop me.
Ji Ge was surprised by my sudden departure from the crew, but when he heard I was joining a new production invested in by Gu Yan’s friends, with Director Chen Jin and the original team from “Pamper You for a Lifetime,” he couldn’t say much. After all, no manager wants their artist to lose money.
"Alright, Jiang Tian, be careful on Director Chen’s set. I’ve heard he’s very demanding of actors. You just got out of the hospital, so get yourself in shape quickly."
He added, "I’ll wrap things up with Director Wang’s crew, but you’d better have a private meal with him later. Leaving a production halfway through like this requires some explanation."
"Okay, I’ll be careful. Call me if anything comes up."
"Got it, Ji Ge," I answered with a smile.
I thought to myself: Explanation? Gu Yan already stepped in to fix things and even paid an extra 10% penalty.
That much money, instantly transferred—Director Wang, that old miser, probably wasn’t happy at all.
After hanging up, the car Gu Yan sent to pick me up arrived. I got in and headed to the new set.
Along the way, Ji Ge bombarded me with messages.
Though he sounded fine on the call, I could tell he was still unhappy.

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“Jiang Tian, you can’t do this next time. It’s hard for me to smooth things over.”
“Ji Ge has always been sincere and caring for you. Don’t go making decisions behind my back again.”
His main concern was how to explain things to Fu Shuhua.
I glanced through the messages and replied with an emoji, not wanting to engage too much.
Compared to that chaotic old crew, I was looking forward to a fresh start.
The car stopped in front of the studio’s gate. I took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped out.
But just as I got out, splash—a bucket of cold water was dumped over my head.
“Ah!”
The sudden shock left me frozen in place.
Crystal-clear droplets slid down my cheeks and neck, and a chill ran through me, making me shiver.