People at this level use their outward emotions as a kind of tool, a carefully crafted attitude and weapon.
But at this mont, Zhou Yun believes that He Yong has removed his mask and is showing his most genuine side in front of her.
She also believes that this will be a rare sight, hard to witness again in the future.
"President He, we’ve always been there to help each other," Zhou Yun said.
Finally, He Yong could truly relax in his mind.
He could enjoy this lunch with ease.
...
In the afternoon, Zhou Yun went ho for a nap, then changed clothes and prepared to go out.
She had organized an event for the evening at a house, arranging for soone to prepare everything in the afternoon; everyone would eat, sing, and play gas together in the evening.
It’s just a party.
As the hostess, Zhou Yun needed to arrive early to check everything.
Actually, Zhou Lan had already helped her confirm the dinner, drinks, and various entertainnt facilities.
Zhou Yun didn’t make a wide-ranging invitation, just inviting friends from her circle, including directors, screenwriters, actors she had worked with, and other familiar staff.
Yuk Chu and Yin Zhou were the first guests to arrive.
Zhou Yun was pleasantly surprised to see Yuk Chu’s already noticeable belly and said, "Wow, my godchild has grown so big already!"
Yuk Chu handed the wine she brought to Zhou Yun, smiling, and said, "Maybe it knows it’s eting godmother today; it even moved while I was taking a nap."
Zhou Yun warmly hugged them.
"I haven’t seen you guys in a while; I’ve missed you so much."
Actually, Zhou Yun often talks to Yuk Chu; there are many things in the entertainnt industry that she can only talk about with Yuk Chu.
She’s the only friend in the entertainnt circle whom Zhou Yun is not afraid of speaking out to the outside.
Yuk Chu said, "You go do your thing; I’ll find a place to sit. I walked for a while earlier and feel a bit tired."
Yin Zhou, hearing this, quickly said, "Then let’s go sit on the couch first."
His attention was entirely on Yuk Chu, his eyes fixed on her.
He spoke while holding Yuk Chu’s hand.
Yuk Chu exclaid, "I’m not so tired that I can’t walk without your help."
Yin Zhou sheepishly withdrew his hand.
Zhou Yun looked at the two of them like that, smiling with a hint of teasing.
"Brother Zhou, don’t spoil Chuchu too much," Zhou Yun teased, "when she has a daughter, treat your daughter as a princess."
Yin Zhou said, "Once we have a daughter, then the family will have one more princess."
Yuk Chu’s cheeks turned slightly red.
Zhou Yun widened her eyes in surprise.
She never expected that one day, the gentle and jade-like Yin Zhou would say such cheesy words.
"..."
The power of love, indeed.
Yin Zhou accompanied Yuk Chu to sit in a corner of the sofa, especially considerate in getting a cushion for her to place behind her back.
Seeing them so sweet together, Zhou Yun felt happy too.
Yuk Chu is a friend to Zhou Yun, and so is Yin Zhou; with her two good friends being together, marrying, and having kids, Zhou Yun felt only happiness and no other emotions.
Zhou Yun felt genuinely happy.
"Xiao Yun." Wen Xi was the second to arrive.
A fashion supermodel dressed particularly casually today, with wide-leg pants paired with a shirt—simple and easy-going. Of course, still looking good.
Zhou Yun always admired Wen Xi’s aura.
Her features may not be particularly delicate or beautiful, but there’s always a kind of beauty beyond appearance within her.
"Why didn’t your brother-in-law co with you?"
Wen Xi said, "He’s in a eting; he’ll co after it’s finished."
"Okay."
Wen Xi asked, "Where’s Song Chi?"
Zhou Yun said, "He’ll only make it here in the evening."
Wen Xi sighed with a hint of teasing, "Why are n always so busy?"
Zhou Yun laughed.
Wen Xi went to see Yuk Chu.
"How many months now?"
"Almost six months," Yuk Chu said.
Wen Xi curiously asked, "Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?"
Yuk Chu shook her head and said, "We didn’t ask; we want to keep it a surprise."
"Which do you want, a baby boy or a baby girl?"
"We want both," Yuk Chu said with a laugh.
"Have you picked a na yet?"
"Not yet," Yuk Chu laughed, "We’ve chosen several nas but haven’t decided."
"It’s okay, no rush, there’s still a few months left to choose slowly," Wen Xi said.
The night was gradually falling, with the sunset like majestic molten iron casting and spilling across the sky.
Everyone started arriving one after another.
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