Yeqian was probably a bit confused and sowhat flustered. He’d been spending a lot of ti in the studio recently and got along pretty well with a few young artists. But this Yu Qianchu—why did he seem so strange? That tone didn’t sound like sothing directed at his boss at all, seriously!
Don’t be so overly familiar with , I’m feeling a bit shaken!
"Sis, I’ll hang up now and talk to you later."
Qiao Xiaren nodded and ended the video call.
"Your little brother is ridiculously handso," Su Yeliu couldn’t help but comnt, earning a sidelong glance from Lin Wenbin. She coughed lightly, knowing he was the jealous type.
"Actually, what I ant to say is that soday, I’d like to have a boy as beautiful as him."
"If my brother knew you described him as beautiful, he’d absolutely lose his mind," Qiao Xiaren joked. "You and Lin-ge are both so good-looking—the kid’s appearance would definitely be top-tier, no need to even guess."
Qiao Xiaren focused on cutting her steak and had no intentions of watching the couple flaunt their affection.
Su Yeliu nudged Lin Wenbin aside a bit and couldn’t help but ask, "I heard from Weini a few days ago that your movie back ho was ssed up by the investors? I’ve heard of that film—the C Country Ten-Year Classic Series remake. Why abandon it halfway? I rember the investors all pulled out, but I thought you’d finish Phantom Kill anyway."
"Because Wei Yanyuan pissed off. My reason for not filming is simple: I’m not happy about it," Qiao Xiaren took a sip of red wine. "That issue disgusted earlier, and I couldn’t let them off so easily. I’m curious to see how this so-called ’classic remake’ asures up in quality."
Qiao Xiaren had never been the type to tolerate nonsense. Her approach to life and work had always been driven by her own temperant—coming and going as she pleased, with no intention of engaging with people she considered trash.
This lifeti was ant for living freely, with unrestrained joy.
She abandoned the chance for international fa as a best actress—just because she was upset?
Su Yeliu was a bit speechless. "The script for Phantom Kill is excellent. Wei Yanyuan may have so character flaws, but his talent is undeniable. I genuinely hoped you’d complete the film. When I first heard you were starring in Phantom Kill, I practically envisioned you holding trophies from the three major European film festivals in your hands."
"No worries—an actress’s accolades are tied directly to her skills. I don’t need his film to win awards."
"True that," Su Yeliu sighed deeply. The rarest thing in life is likely soone like Xiaren, able to live whimsically without being hindered by certain things.
After dinner, Su Yeliu planned to take her ho. At this hour, the streets were quite chaotic.
As if perfectly tid, Si Limo’s call ca in just as Qiao Xiaren finished eating. Judging by his tone, it seed he was out for a morning run.
Maybe it was a connection of hearts, but Qiao Xiaren found herself leaning on him more and more. Even separated by an ocean, simply hearing his voice brought an unusual sense of comfort.
"Just finished dinner?"
Qiao Xiaren murmured in agreent, then laughed. "Tell , are you secretly tracking with a surveillance cara? How else do you always call so punctually, right as I’m putting down my fork and knife, ready to head ho?"
Si Limo chuckled at her playfulness. "If there really is a cara, should you start checking yourself thoroughly to see where I might’ve hidden it?"
"I’m not bantering with you anymore—I’m heading ho now."
"You’re in the car, anyway." His tone softened, growing gentler. "Ranran, you promised sothing, and I’ve never forgotten it. Three years ago, you said you’d marry . Don’t you think it’s ti to fulfill that promise now?"
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