Cutest Kitty

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18.
But she survived, and with her extraordinary eyes, her heart was trained to remain untroubled. The first time she saw Jiang Beiyu, she heard a song beating "thump thump" in her chest.
He was so handsome.
Su Nanzhi fit the image of a delicate beauty all too well, and she happened to have been nurtured in a rural village for over a decade. Her uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family looked at her as though she were a performing monkey.
That is, until this performing monkey shed all her covert coats...
Theater 1:
Owing to Su Nanzhi's heart condition, her classmates were always afraid to say anything too stimulating, even speaking to her in soft, gentle tones. Later, at dawn, a few classmates who loved horror films bumped into Su Nanzhi at a midnight showing in a movie theater.
Classmate: “…”
Is the tolerance for heart disease this high now?
Su Nanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation?
You might not believe it, but the ghosts in the movies aren't as scary as the ones she saw when she first started out.
Theater 2:
The handsome and distinguished young man read Su Nanzhi's old journals and found out how she had drooled over her own face for more than just a day or two.
He frowned as if he had encountered a problem trickier than Goldbach's Conjecture and finally couldn't help but ask her:
“Are you sure you're just into my face?”
“My body is pretty good too, do you want to check it out?”

The Fragile Beauty Can See the Ghost

Su Nanzhi wanted to reply that she didn't need that kind of concern either.


"Is there anything else?" Su Nanzhi's tone was extremely cold, she had no desire to have any contact with the Su Family.


"You can at least come over for the reunion meal tomorrow," the woman's voice sounded incredibly gentle, "What do you like to eat? I'll have the kitchen prepare it for you."


Su Nanzhi: "...No need, I won't have time tomorrow either."


After she hung up the phone expressionlessly, she realized that the man opposite was looking at her.


For a moment, there was silence between them.


"Teacher Jiang," after a long while, Su Nanzhi finally spoke, "Don't you need to go home for a meal tomorrow?"


Jiang Beiyu realized belatedly, remembering his little bodyguard, who seemed to be a homeless waif.


To outsiders, Su Nanzhi had always appeared too calm, too calm for a girl who had just come of age.


Chapter 220: The Deep Bond of Father and Son