Wu Qianman, who was a bit embarrassed by Zuzi’s complint, shyly pressed her lips together: "Zuzi, it’s the director, Brother Lang Yue, and the senior crew mbers who don’t mind this newcor. I will continue to work hard."
"Mm-hmm, you just focus on filming with the crew. Xiao Yueyue and Little Grass Fish will take care of you." Zuzi stood up holding her sketchbook.
Xi Langyue put the script down warily and walked over from the props room: "Zuzi, where are you going?"
"Well, I have a dinner appointnt."
"Aren’t you taking Bao i with you?"
"No, Little Grass Fish likes watching you guys act."
Xi Langyue glanced at Little Grass Fish, who had found acting thrilling for two days but now couldn’t care less, lounging on a recliner with a beginner’s dical book in hand: "..."
He turned back: "Zuzi, where are you going to eat? I’ll take you there."
"No need, it’s quite far at the seaside. Your filming ti is precious, don’t waste it. Besides, the person inviting will pick up the Ancestor."
"Is it... a man inviting you to dinner?"
"Mm-hmm, a young guy."
"Bao Gucheng?" Xi Langyue couldn’t help but ask the na.
"Mm-hmm."
Xi Langyue took a deep breath for a mont: "..."
This pig, always thinking about his sister, trying to take the cabbage again, and now has new tricks!
In the middle of the night, taking his sister to the desolate seaside for dinner, what are his intentions?
His sister, whom he had just reunited with, he didn’t want to hand her over like this. What if she was bullied by the man?
He had to find a way to keep his sister!
In a flash of inspiration, he thought of a good idea, waved over his manager, and took a golden card:
"Zuzi, this is an invitation card for tonight’s famous socialite ball in the capital. Go have so fun. The elite social circles in the capital have a cultural aspect; it’s hard to move without blending in. Go see if there are any girls you can hang out with. If you make friends, the girls from the Gu Family won’t be able to isolate you in the socialite circle in the future."
As a brother, he really had good intentions.
Who knew.
Zuzi smiled: "I’m not going tonight."
Xi Langyue felt a pang of sadness for a mont, being rejected by his sister like this. His status wasn’t even as good as that pig trying to take the cabbage!
Just when he was sulking, he heard Zuzi’s light and clear voice by his ear, with a hint of laughter: "Xiao Yueyue, the ball is tomorrow night, the Ancestor will go tomorrow."
Xi Langyue was taken aback, quickly turned over the card to see the fine print on it.
Sure enough, the ball was indeed tomorrow night. He had rembered the ti wrong, what a blunder!
Watching Zuzi leave with a smiling face, Xi Langyue finally reacted after a while—
Wait, this card was managed by the agent, Zuzi didn’t even reach out to take it or see the fine print on the card. How did she guess the ball was tomorrow, not tonight?
Does his sister have a divine mind?
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In the Bao Family’s old mansion.
Bao Gucheng ca out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, standing in front of the closet with a frown.
His wardrobe was that of a true straight male and a cold-blooded CEO.
Inside, there were no colors other than black, white, and gray, even the ties were all... black ties.
It’s truly because he spent all year outside with the army, always in uniform, never needing casual attire. On the rare occasion for casual events, a black suit would do.
If he’s always wearing a black suit to have dinner with Zuzi...
Wouldn’t the atmosphere be too stern?
He made a phone call to Chen Long.
Then he seriously started shaving in front of the mirror.
In the past, he always did it carelessly, not caring even if stubble covered everything. But now, he applied foam and shaved ticulously.
A strong male hormone, irresistibly, quietly emanated from the mirror...
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