The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

At 2:30 in the morning, Qin Yuhuan finally finished her shower and lay down on the bed in the hotel. She tentatively tapped Ziyi on WeChat, but unexpectedly, Ziyi also tapped her back the next second.

The call came naturally, and as soon as the call was connected, I heard Ziyi's unstoppable laughter, "Why would a female star think of calling me so late at night when she's not sleeping?"

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Qin Yuhuan felt hopeless when she got to work at twelve o'clock. It was too late. If she fell asleep, she would have to wait until tomorrow with her worries. However, she had more plays to rehearse tomorrow.

"Me? Am I not waiting in the melon field for the civet to come to me?" Ziyi seemed to be eating something, and her speech was a little unclear. "Although Shu Baizhu ordered the dishes I like, I am still not full."

By the time they finished their conversation, the food had already gotten cold and had lost its best flavor. Zizi ate only half her fill, but then went home to work again, and only now was she able to eat a pot of osmanthus cake made by her aunt.

"My aunt makes delicious osmanthus cake. Would you like to try it? I'll call a special car to deliver it to you."

Ziyi's main point was that it would never turn back to what happened between her and Shu Baizhu tonight.

Qin Yuhuan said yes and resigned herself to her fate: "Sister Xiaozi, the cuckoo has come to our door, you can deal with her."

"You really are just trying to eat some fresh melon..." Ziyi couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let me make it clear. It turns out that Shu Baizhu also likes me. Um... He liked me. I told you, I'm not that bad."

Qin Yuhuan: ...

Those words were what she wanted to hear, and when she really heard them, it was heart-wrenching.

She pulled the quilt to cover her head, and all the sounds from Ziyi's side suddenly disappeared.

Ziyi deliberately turned off the radio on her phone and walked to the kitchen in her slippers. "Auntie, please pack a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake for me and keep it warm. I'll take it away and go out for a few days. When I come back, I'll tell you that someone will come to deliver new season clothes in the next few days. You can ask someone to come and pack it up then."

Ziyi doesn't need to go to the mall to shop by herself. Someone will contact her every season or even every month. As long as Ziyi says yes, all the new models of high-end luxury brands will be delivered to her door by a dedicated person. The same goes for the people of handmade custom brands. They will come to her house at regular intervals to measure her size and update her latest body data in real time.

In her previous life, Ziyi didn't have to worry about anything about food, clothing, housing and transportation. The assistant in charge of her life would take care of everything. Ziyi had three life assistants alone, who provided 24-hour support for logistical issues so that she didn't have to waste time on trivial matters of life.

"Ziyi?" Qin Yuhuan hadn't heard Ziyi's voice for a long time, so he called out softly.

Ziyi replied as she opened the closet door and started picking out clothes, "What did you just say? I'm going to the bathroom and turning off the sound."

Qin Yuhuan did not doubt him and slowly repeated what he had just said, "I am just correcting you. Your goodness or badness is not determined by whether others like you or not. Whether Shu Baizhu or others like you or not, you are good."

"Really? You're just...correcting me?" He probed in an ambiguous tone.

The phone was casually placed aside. The person in the mirror took off her long dress, revealing her naked body. She looked at the perfect body in the mirror attentively. "But you are right, I am really good."

She straightened her chest, put on the floral dress she had carefully selected, and spoke in a lively yet tactful tone: "Puppy, do you have any other questions?"

Qin Yuhuan: ...

Although they were hundreds of kilometers apart, and Mingming and Ziyi were separated by two mobile phones, the voice of Ziyi that came through the phone seemed to carry her charming charm that was difficult to conceal.

Qin Yuhuan subconsciously wanted to move the phone farther away and hide in the quilt to make a call. The phone was hot, and she also got hot. But when she moved the phone, the voice of the woman became a little farther away, which made her reluctant to let go.

She lifted the quilt and felt the cold air in the room. Finally, she couldn't stay in bed anymore, so she got up and walked around the room several times to get rid of the heat.

During this time, Ziyi didn't urge her at all. She was quiet and inexplicably well-behaved.

"Ziyi," Qin Yuhuan took a deep breath, and saw out of the corner of her eye that the items on the bedside table had been moved askew at some point. Her obsessive-compulsive disorder was triggered in an instant, and she couldn't help but go over to put everything in order, and even took some paper to wipe the bedside table.

Completely irrelevant little things relieved Qin Yuhuan's anxiety. If she hadn't been staying in a hotel, she would even have done a thorough cleaning on the spot.

"You, you and Shu Baizhu..." Qin Yuhuan considered herself a straightforward person, but on this issue, she became hesitant.

The calm and rational demeanor he maintained when chatting with Fang Jinyao could not be maintained at all when facing Ziyi.

"We just talked it out." Compared to Qin Yuhuan's nervousness, Ziyi was very relaxed. While Qin Yuhuan was struggling, she changed her clothes and packed a small suitcase. At this moment, she was already sitting in the driver's seat. "It won't happen again. Her family affairs are troublesome or not. In the final analysis, it depends on Shu Baizhu's attitude."

As long as Shu Baizhu wants to take care of the family, Ziyi cannot refuse her, but Shu Baizhu does not want his family to treat Ziyi as an ATM. To put it bluntly, it is a dead end.

But Shu Baizhu thought it over and was able to be cruel. In fact, there was no problem between them. But in reality, who could be so cruel to their blood relatives so easily?

"Then you...you still..."

"No, I was a little unwilling before," Ziyi smiled, "I paid too much. The greater the sunk cost, the more unwilling I was. I would blame her, blame her, and even... hate her. But the moment she told me that she liked me, all the unwillingness seemed to disappear, and there was no regret or pity. We both made the decision we wanted to make, so thank you."

Qin Yuhuan seemed to be relieved.

"Go to bed early. Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? I heard that the lease of the venue you rented is about to expire. Director Fang is working overtime to catch up with the progress, and we have to move to another location later."

This is how filming is done. The scenes inside the palace can be shot in the film and television studio, but the scenes outdoors or outside the palace have to be shot elsewhere.

"Okay, you should go to bed early too, and don't work overtime too late."

Purple lightning flashed outside the window. The weather forecast said that there would be a thunderstorm tomorrow. I wonder if Fang Zhiying's rehearsal would be changed at the last minute.

Qin Yuhuan held the ugly and cute puppy in her arms. She thought that she could take another step forward.

On the other side, Ziyi hung up the phone and the car drove into the night.

When Zhao Fengzhuo woke up the next day and looked at his phone, what caught his eye was the message that his daughter had skipped work and asked to clock in.

The old man was so angry that he smashed his phone and complained to his wife: "I'm already this old, but my vacation is not even as long as hers for a month."

"What kind of vacation do you, an old man who's already single, need? I'm not taking a vacation, so who are you going to spend the vacation with?" Zi Yu was half asleep and half awake. When she heard her husband muttering, she turned over silently, "If you find a new love, remember to bring her over to see me. If she's not pretty, I'll be angry. If she is pretty, I'll take a vacation too. Let's compete fairly."

Zhao Fengzhuo: ???

"Should I find it for myself or for you?" No, he's jealous.

Ziyu was annoyed by her glass-hearted husband's nagging and couldn't help but kick Zhao Fengzhuo, "Why are you so chatty? Are you going to sleep or not? If not, go and punch in for your daughter. Other people's daughters are still eating, drinking and playing at this age, but you, you keep urging others to take over your business. My daughter is still a child. What's wrong with her finding a partner during her childhood? As a father, can't you support her? Are you useful? If not, just tell me, and I'll quickly change to a thoughtful little flower."

Zhao Fengzhuo: ...

"I have it, I have it. I'll go check in for Yiyi right now."

Ziyi had no idea that her parents had been fighting again, nor did she know that according to Ms. Ziyu, the definition of her childhood had been extended from 0-18 years old to 0-∞. She drove all night and arrived at the crew at nine o'clock.

I didn’t dare turn on the air conditioning in the car too high, for fear that the osmanthus cake would not taste good if it got cold.

Fang Zhiying received a call from the employer's mother and was granted half an hour's break.

Qin Yuhuan returned to the rest room in a daze. Just as he sat down, someone spoke softly behind him, "Little dog, do you want some osmanthus cake?"

The man seemed to have been soaking in osmanthus flowers all night, and even his voice was faintly scented with osmanthus.

Qin Yuhuan turned around in disbelief, stood up with a thermos box in her hand, and smiled at her charmingly: "Ms. Qin Yuhuan, an extremely beautiful young lady asked me to bring you osmanthus cake, would you like to do me the honor?"