After washing their hands, Jiang Tingxu and Mo Zhining sat down next to each other. She scooped half a bowl of chicken soup.
“It’s hot. You have to blow on it.”
“Alright.” He was four, not a two-year-old baby. He knew what to do.
Mo Boyuan had changed his clothes and gotten downstairs. He could feel the family warmth and love surrounding the dining room, and before he knew it, the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile.
Just as he was about to walk across the hall, Uncle Mu approached him. “Young master, Mr. Zhou is here.”
“Zhou Xian?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Mo Boyuan nodded. “Let him in.”
Uncle Mu then left, and it was moments before he came back with Zhou Xian.
Mo Boyuan was sitting on the sofa. He had looked much more gentle in his home garments and didn’t look as stern when he was outside.
As Zhou Xian stepped into the house, he shouted at the top of his lungs, “Brother Mo!”
His loud voice echoed through the walls and attracted the attention of the two people sitting in the dining room.
“Huh, Uncle Zhou?”
Zhou Xian had only noticed that there were other people in the house.
“Good day, Tingxu!”
Jiang Tingxu smiled at Zhou Xian. “Hello. Would you like some food?”
Zhou Xian waved his hand as he shook his head. “No, no. I’m good. Thank you. Carry on. Don’t mind me.”
Mo Boyuan cleared his throat. “What are you doing here?” He thought Zhou Xian had paid them an unexpected visit.
“Brother Mo, I’ve called you three times, but you didn’t pick up. So I went to Yunyu Tixiang, but you weren’t there either. The bodyguard said that you were here, so I came over.”
Did he call? Mo Boyuan wondered. Then, something came to his mind—he muted his phone in the car because he didn’t want to disrupt Jiang Tingxu’s sleep.
“What’s the matter?”
Zhou Xian handed him a file from his briefcase. “This is the list of chosen auditionees from earlier. Director Wang had asked me to bring you the list for verification.”
Mo Boyuan took it and flipped through it one by one. He began to recall their performances during the audition as he looked at the names.
Mo Boyuan and Wang Weizhi were both strict and had high standards. Hence, the cast chosen were the best of the best. They might be even more talented and skilled than some of their seniors, who had debuted for many years.
When he reached the last page, Mo Boyuan uttered, “You can ask Director Wang to secure filming locations now.” In other words, the people on the list had passed their auditions.
Earlier, Director Wang had already prepared the production team. Now that they had selected the cast, they would only have to get permits for their shooting locations.
“Certainly. I’ll inform Director Wang when I get back. Ahem, Brother Mo, there’s something else you need to know. Here, you should look at this.” Zhou Xian gulped. Only then did he pull out another file from his briefcase and passed it to Mo Boyuan.
Mo Boyuan raised his eyebrows. He was upset. “What’s on this file?”
“It’s L-Lu… Lu Yanlan’s information. Director Wang—he had already agreed.”
Mo Boyuan did not take Lu Yanlan’s file. His eyes narrowed as he said coldly, “If my memories didn’t fail, she was blacklisted, wasn’t she?”
How did her applications make it to Director Wang? Lu Yanlan wasn’t merely just blacklisted by Shengshi Entertainment, but they’d also filed a lawsuit against her.
Zhou Xian sighed. He didn’t expect the tables to have turned at times like this. He could only infer that Lu Yanlan had many tricks up her sleeves. She might also have an investor behind her back, funding all her schemes.
“Lu Yanlan had paid her pensatory damages of 280 million to Shengshi Entertainment, which means her contract terminated.” It was why the ban issued from Shengshi’s side wasn’t in effect anymore.
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