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"After signing this agreement, Second Young Master will withdraw all of his shares from JM." Mu Lin's assistant, Zhao Yang, stood beside the sickbed and passed a document to Jiang Yunge.

Jiang Yunge was in the middle of a hemodialysis process. The long, thick needle was inserted into the artery, and a steady stream of blood was sucked into the plastic tube.

With a numb expression, she almost muttered to herself, "When I set up the JM Agent, he said he was afraid I would be squeezed too hard by the agent, so he set up a company for me and made me his own boss."

"It seems like it's still the same thing as yesterday. Turn around …" and it's all changed. " There was no sadness in his weak voice.

That bright and beautiful face, which was previously ranked the top of the three great flowers in the entertainment circle, now looked extremely haggard and sickly. "Where is Mu Linger?"

"Second Young Master's matter has nothing to do with you." Zhao Yang said coldly.

With a single sentence, he drew a clear line between them.

"Ha, it has nothing to do with me." Jiang Yunge couldn't help but laugh out loud in a very cold manner.

She closed her eyes, unable to shed a single tear. After about five minutes, she opened them again.

He lifted his hand with difficulty and signed his name on the document with trembling fingers.

Three years of bitter love had finally come to an end.

At this moment, the nurse walked in and took out a long list of medical fees, "Miss Jiang, your balance on your card is insufficient. You can either charge it as soon as possible or discharge it from the hospital. Which do you want to choose?"

"…" Jiang Yunge's lips were tightly pressed together, making it difficult for him to speak.

All her savings had been spent on her mother, who had passed away in an accident. Following that, she had been involved in a scandal, and all her pay had been paid to the advertisers. Now the last of her money had been deducted by the hospital.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yunge could only clench his teeth and ask Zhao Yang, "Assistant Zhao, can you give Mu Lin a call? I want to borrow some money from him, but I'll only borrow some money. When I recover and can go back to shoot the movie, I'll immediately return it to him."

Zhao Yangwen did not move an inch. He remained expressionless. I've said it already, Second Young Master is no longer related to you, what right do you have to ask him to help you? "

"I'm not asking him, I'm just …" Zhao Yang interrupted her, "Miss Jiang, today is not the same. Even if you really recovered, you wouldn't be able to receive the show. What are you going to return it with?"

Jiang Yunge's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

Whoever dares to use you as a joke will openly go against the Mu family. So, forget about the high salary like before, even if you lowered your price, if you don't want a single cent, no one would use you. Zhao Yang shook his head in amusement, put away the document and walked out without even blinking once.

"What's going on, Zhao Yang? "Explain yourself to me!" Jiang Yunge sternly wanted to give chase, but it was too late for him to stop.

As soon as she got off the bed, the needle was forcefully pulled out. Blood gushed out of her arteries and her legs were powerless. She knelt on the ground with a thump.

The nurse hurried her to her feet to help her stop the bleeding.

Clenching her fists, she took out her phone and personally called Mu Lin. However, she called him seven or eight times, all of them repeatedly reminding him that he was "on the phone". It was clear that she had been blacklisted.