In the manor, Xiao Bao had already gone to bed, and the servants had also gone to rest.

The lights were on in the kitchen, and Xia Wanyuan was beating eggs into the noodles. The flames licked the bottom of the pot, and the thick soup mixed with the fragrance of the noodles rolled in the pot, gurgling.

Jun Shiling hugged Xia Wanyuan’s waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder. “It smells so good.”

“I’ll put some vegetables for you.” Xia Wanyuan took a step forward, and Jun Shiling followed her.

Jun Shiling liked to eat tender cabbage hearts. Xia Wanyuan cut a little and placed it in the noodles. “Add some prawns.”

The fragrance of the noodles became stronger. Jun Shiling tightened his grip on Xia Wanyuan’s waist, causing her to struggle. “Loosen up. You’re hugging me too tightly.” Only then did Jun Shiling let go slightly.

The light in the kitchen was warm, casting a shadow on Xia Wanyuan’s face. Her hair fell over her ears, making her look even more gentle.

It was silent. Outside the window was the surging night. The house was filled with the rich fragrance of noodles, the warm light, and Xia Wanyuan was in his arms. Jun Shiling closed his eyes, as if he had found a harbor. His heart was extremely peaceful.

Xia Wanyuan seemed to have sensed something and tilted her head slightly. “CEO Jun, you’ve worked hard.”

Jun Shiling rubbed against her shoulder. “It’s good to have you.”

The noodles were already cooked. Xia Wanyuan reached out to turn off the fire. Jun Shiling opened his eyes. “Alright, let me do it. I don’t want to scald you.”

In the quiet dining room, there was only the sound of Jun Shiling chewing quietly. Xia Wanyuan sat beside him and looked at the newspaper in her hand.

The temperature downstairs was a little low, and Xia Wanyuan’s feet were warm around Jun Shiling’s waist.

The two of them did not speak, but the current scene was better than a thousand words.

It was also night. There was silence and extreme noise.

Tonight was the day Zhang Yi held a banquet in the Mu family’s mansion. The melody of the piano sounded in the gorgeous dance hall.

“Sister Yueran.” Wang Ya raised her red wine glass at Su Yueran.

Su Yueran smiled at her. “Mrs. Mu’s banquet today is very successful.”

“It’s all because my mother knew you were coming and specially woke up early to decorate it herself.” Wang Ya leaned towards Su Yueran. “Sister Yueran, can I ask you a question?”

“Tell me.” Su Yueran was dressed in a crescent-shaped white gown, and the pearls at the tips of her ears shone brightly.

“Are you really on good terms with Xia Wanyuan?” Wang Ya probed. Xia Wanyuan was Wei Jin’s backer. If Su Yueran and Xia Wanyuan played well, wouldn’t she be related to Wei Jin? 

Su Yueran took a sip of red wine. “It’s just a colleague relationship. Haven’t I already clarified it on Weibo?”

Wang Ya was a straightforward person. Hearing Su Yueran say this, she felt relieved, but she was still a little worried. Wang Ya glanced at Su Yueran. “Sister Yueran, actually, I think Xia Wanyuan is deliberately imitating your temperament.”

“Don’t say that.”

“Really.” Wang Ya swore confidently. “I saw Xia Wanyuan a year ago. At that time, she was extremely arrogant and had thick makeup on. She was not liked by anyone at all. It was only after she began to change her style last year that she slowly gained so many fans.”

What Wang Ya said had some basis. After all, Su Yueran had been famous in the entertainment industry for a long time. Her unique temperament had always been discussed enthusiastically by everyone in the entertainment industry. Countless people wanted to learn from her, but in the end, they could not.

“Miss Xia naturally has her unique charm. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been favored by CEO Jun.”

“What?” The last thing Wang Ya wanted to see was Su Yueran and Xia Wanyuan’s relationship getting better. She tried her best to deny it. “That’s because she was lucky to have met CEO Jun before you. She imitated your style and temperament. If you had met CEO Jun first, CEO Jun would definitely have liked you.”

Su Yueran’s eyes flickered as she smiled and stopped Wang Ya. “Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. I brought you some gifts. Pick one.”

“Sister Yueran, I knew you were the best!”

——

The hotel where Director Charon and the rest were staying had simply attracted the entire Chinese entertainment industry over the past few days. Batch after batch of people auditioned, but Director Charon was never satisfied.

“Director, since we can’t find an actor in China, why don’t we try somewhere else?” In a few days, at least a thousand people had been rejected by Director Charon. The assistant was extremely tired for the director.

“You don’t understand. I need someone with an Oriental aura to act as a supporting actress. Chinese actors are the most suitable.” There was another reason that Director Charon did not say.

Furthermore, no other country had such a large film and television market like China. If they chose a Chinese actor, the fees for the publicity in the later stages would be much lower, and the box office results would be much higher.

“Alright, go to sleep.” The director waved his hand. “I’ll study the actors who are auditioning tomorrow.”