Jiang Zhiyi soon received the news that it was impossible for Huang Liu to terminate Jiang Zhiyi's contract, no matter what, Jiang Zhiyi was quickly notified that the court would not accept her lawsuit.

At this moment, Liu Xiaopei was implicated and dismissed.

In Anbo's house, Liu Xiaopei looked at Jiang Zhiyi with deep resentment.

"I wanted to help you, but why should you have trouble with them, I don't have a job now, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Zhiyi hugged his arm, suddenly felt desperate, looked at Liu Xiaopei numbly, sighed, and said, "Even if I don't terminate the contract, they will kill me, haven't you always known?"

Liu Xiaopei was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stopped talking, his behavior that day was destined for Huang Liu to settle accounts after the autumn, and he just blamed Jiang Zhiyi for it.

"What happened that day was done by Zhou Jinshu, right?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.

"I don't know, but since I've been dismissed, I'll also tell you two words of sincerity, your troubles over the years were told by He En to do this, I don't think it has anything to do with Zhou Jinshu, if you want to be better, you can either beg Zhou Jinshu, if you continue to work like this, how many years of youth do you have to survive?"

Liu Xiaopei's words are not unreasonable, what the entertainment industry eats is youth rice, Jiang Zhiyi is twenty-four this year, once it is twenty-five, it is a day, an old day, the so-called frozen age, it requires expensive skin care products to maintain.

What about her?

The hardest time, a pack of instant noodles even licked up the soup with juice, her parents are not in good health, they need money to continue their lives, and her younger brother's tuition also needs to be borne by herself.

Zhou Jinshu?

He hated himself and wanted to find someone to humiliate her, and begging him would only bring humiliation on himself.

"I'll find a way to find Anbo!" Jiang Zhiyi said and immediately called Anbo, but he was always busy.

Jiang Zhiyi frowned, looked at his phone, thought about it, and still called Anbo again, but it was not even a minute. The call went through.

"Are you Jiang Zhiyi?" was a very neutral man's voice, about forty or fifty years old.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Zhiyi probably guessed what the situation was.

"Yes, I'm Jiang Zhiyi!" Jiang Zhiyi said in a low voice.

"I'm An Bo's father, I can answer this call, you probably know what I mean, right?" Chairman An's tone was full of disdain, Jiang Zhiyi understood what he meant, and quickly responded.

"Uncle An, I know what you mean, don't worry, I'm just friends with Anbo, I will keep my distance from him in the future, and I won't bring any worries to Uncle An!"

"You know, my son gave you the bank card, Mr. Zhou has given it to me, the house you currently live in, I allow you to live for a week, you start looking for a house now, if you are really short of money, I can introduce you to a place, a dream paradise, the Zhou family's property, you know what I mean!"

Hearing Mr. Zhou's three words, Jiang Zhiyi immediately panicked, the kind of panic that subconsciously, the sense of resistance in his bones,

Uncle An cut off the phone, and Jiang Zhiyi felt a strong contempt.

The Zhou family's property is what Uncle An means, and what Zhou Jinshu means, he forces himself so much, is he really going to live on his own rather than die?

She was stunned and sat on the sofa, Amber was still a child, Uncle An's behavior could indeed influence his behavior, she was naïve, thinking that Anbo would be her own dawn, and she thought that she promised Amber to be together, which could be regarded as repaying Ambo.

But now it seems that his identity is not worthy of standing with Ambo.

Zhou Jinshu, do you really want me to kneel down and beg you to let me go?