Zhizhi clasped Yuran’s hands with his little paws, grinning like a cat as he nestled into Yuran’s embrace, "Mommy, when Zhizhi grows up, he will protect you."
Bo Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "Zhizhi still has many years to grow up. For these years, how about Daddy protects Zhizhi and Mommy?"
Zhizhi pouted and reluctantly nodded, "Okay, thanks, Daddy."
"You’re welco."
Yuran stared at the back of Bo Yan’s head for a long ti. It was hard for Bo Yan not to notice. He faced forward, driving seriously, and casually asked, "Baby, staring at like that, I feel like the back of my head is about to catch on fire."
Yuran cringed slightly and looked away. Bo Yan chuckled, "Between us, is there anything you can’t say?"
"No."
Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, "Then tell , I feel you definitely have sothing to say to , but you don’t know how to say it, right?"
"Qi Ge..." Yuran remained silent for a while before finally speaking, "I want to go to the studio, to see Qiuyan."
"Okay."
Without any hesitation, Bo Yan turned around and headed straight to Yuran’s studio.
...
Ran Studio.
"Hey, where are we going for supper after work? The fashion industry’s recent invitations for our Yuran have been overwhelming. Yuran, on the other hand, hasn’t been interested in any of the fashion opportunities. Why is that? D House’s offer was good!"
The Photo Retoucher, Little Fatty, couldn’t wrap his head around it as he focused on editing photos on his computer while continuously muttering to himself.
A coworker chid in, "Little Fatty, no wonder you’ve been just a Photo Retoucher all these years. Is D House really that good? How good is it?"
Little Fatty couldn’t co up with an answer. Annan tapped on the table, "Enough, why all the chatter? Don’t you know what should and shouldn’t be said?
Besides, whether Yuran takes on the fashion endorsents is up to the company’s judgnt. Although D House and C House are both inviting Yuran as their spokesperson, think about it:
What does being a regional ambassador entail?
Such endorsents carry hardly any influence. Don’t be so short-sighted, okay?
If Yuran were to accept any, it would be for top-tier global endorsents. It’s alright to pass on these fashion opportunities for now. Wait until ’City of Temptation’ releases. Yuran’s comrcial value will keep you all so busy that you won’t have ti to sleep;
If you’re complaining about having nothing to do now, go outside and run a lap, lose so weight."
Everyone: "..."
Little Fatty felt wronged, "Annan, I was just voicing a thought. Do I look like I need to lose weight with this slender figure?"
Annan was not the youngest among the staff, but everyone called her Annan because of her authoritative presence. Once one person said it, others picked it up, and it beca more natural over ti.
Annan had reminded them several tis that they might be making her sound too old with that title, but it was no use; everyone still called her Annan, and so even called her ’big sister’.
Getting used to it, Annan gave up, "Call whatever you want; I can’t figure out the logic in your brains."
Qiuyan ca out to make so coffee and heard Annan’s sigh. Walking over, she teased, "Big sister Annan, could you make a cup of coffee too? Your coffee is pretty good."
Annan took Qiuyan’s cup and headed towards the pantry. Qiuyan smiled at everyone and followed closely behind Annan.
Annan used to make coffee for her brother and father at ho; she was skilled, and the coffee she made was very professional. In the studio, most of the ti, it was Annan who brewed the coffee, alongside Kang, Qi Younian, and her coffee.
ng Qiuyan laughed, "Nannan, if you don’t work as an agent, opening a coffee shop or sothing, you would definitely do well."
"Borrow your auspicious words, when I can no longer be an agent, you and Yuran can co endorse my coffee shop; who knows, I might make a fortune."
"No problem, it seems everyone has been quite idle lately."
Annan glanced outside and smiled, "Actually, there isn’t much going on for everyone lately. Recently, they are retouching photos of Lu Xiao and Xia Ji. The photos released by the studio are official, so they naturally have to look better.
Lu Xiao and Xia Ji are in a stable relationship, and Lu Xiao is also busy with work. In a few days, once you join the group, they’ll be even busier. By the way, is Kang going to join the group with you?"
ng Qiuyan shook her head, "Kang said he would go with on the first day, and then it will be my assistant who stays with there."
"Your assistant? Little Fatty and Xiaokui?"
ng Qiuyan leaned on the kitchen counter and humd, "Probably, Little Fatty and Xiaokui are actually quite efficient at their work, and I have no complaints about that."
Annan was frothing milk and laughed at her words, "You’re easy to please."
ng Qiuyan teased, "Is Yuran tough to please?"
Annan, "Miss ng, don’t nitpick my words. That’s not what I ant. But after finishing ’City of Temptation,’ Yuran has indeed been quite free. Recently, she hasn’t been in touch; probably she’s at ho, playing happily with Zhizhi.
Bo Yan, the movie star, is indulging her unwinding alongside her. If I had that kind of life, I wouldn’t want to work either."
"That’s true," expressed ng Qiuyan feelingly.
"President Yu... How did you co? Bo Yan, Zhizhi?"
Outside, a chorus of surprised voices suddenly rang out. Annan and ng Qiuyan stuck their heads out to see, and there stood the family of three, neatly in the hallway, even bringing so snacks for everyone.
Everyone was deeply touched.
Zhizhi was familiar with everyone at Ran Studio and imdiately started seeking people to play with. ng Qiuyan, holding the coffee Annan made, followed Annan to greet them; she felt Yuran’s gaze on her seem a bit different and looked down to check if sothing was improper about herself.
She found nothing amiss and looked back up at Yuran with a questioning face.
Yuran ca back to her senses and smiled, "Is everyone here?"
ng Qiuyan also smiled, "Yeah, you were staring at just now; I thought my appearance might be unbearable to witness."
Annan walked a few steps to Yuran and looked her up and down, then headed straight for Zhizhi, leaving Yuran: "..."
ng Qiuyan laughed, "Just now, everyone was discussing you, saying you haven’t been working recently and might not co to the studio anymore. Little Fatty said he’s not retouching your photos anymore, he’s been dealing with Lu Xiao’s and is about sick of it."
As she spoke, Yuran’s gaze fleetingly skimd her face, not too focused, so ng Qiuyan did not notice anything amiss, but Yuran’s thoughts were drifting far.
Actually, if one looked closely, ng Qiuyan did resemble Fu Yuran. Wasn’t there talk when ng Qiuyan debuted that she was a mini Fu Yuran?
Was there such a phase?
But later, ng Qiuyan, through her own acting skills, shook off that label.
Now, with evidence, on closer inspection, it was revealed that ng Qiuyan indeed bore a striking resemblance to Fu Yuran. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and ng Qiuyan’s words abruptly stopped.
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