Me at two years old, a queen!

An'an really wants to go film the show with Ji Jianshu again. Her dad said they can go to the desert next time, and she's never seen a desert before.

"Hmm? I don't know either~,"

Ji Jianshu doesn't usually like to play games. He initially joined the show because Ni Hao wanted to enter the entertainment industry and act, so she begged him to be on the show. He couldn't resist and just casually agreed. Otherwise, his grandmother and father wouldn't have forced him to.

However, he found the show quite interesting, and now, hearing An An's words, he couldn't help but worry: "Isn't that possible?"

"Ni Hao said that Duo Duo's dad has already paid her all the money she earned from recording the show, and she even asked me if I wanted some of it!"

"Do you have any money? Why don't I have any?"

"They were probably all given to the parents, they're probably in your dad's hands."

In just a short while, An'an had already thought about the money in her mind. Perhaps her brain was working, because she suddenly thought of something.

"I understand~, Brother Xiaoshu, we can find you another parent! That way you can participate in the show. You're a child, so you only need one parent!"

Ji Jianshu nodded, then, as if struck by a thought, his gaze slowly shifted to Qin Feng beside him. Qin Feng, sensing his meaning, immediately and hastily refused.

"Well, I think you could also ask your dad! After all, he's your 'real' parent!"

Listening to the two children's conversation, Qin Feng roughly understood. He had taken note of this earlier, when Ji Jianshu introduced his father, and had someone investigate.

That gentle and refined man was named Ji Wen, the current head of the Ji family. He and his late wife, An Nan, were childhood sweethearts. An Nan passed away when Ji Jianshu was one year old. The cause of her death was never found; it was probably kept secret by the Ji family or the authorities.

To his surprise, Ni Hao and he were not husband and wife. Ni Hao was only Ji Jianshu's stepmother in public, and she had never appeared in public with Ji Wen.

However, this posed no danger to Lu Junxing and his daughter, so he stopped worrying about it, settled the children's food, and listened to their plans.

"Then could you ask my good friend Zhuangzhuang to be your parent? He's always wanted to be on TV with me and Duoduo, so he can play with us!"

"Sure, why didn't he sign up before?"

"Oh, he signed up, but because his grandfather is sick, he and his father went back to their hometown, so he couldn't record the show with me and Duoduo."

"Don't worry~, Zhuangzhuang's grandpa isn't sick this time~"

Seeing that Ji Jianshu was seriously considering An'an's suggestion, Qin Feng, fearing that something might go wrong, quickly said, "An'an? That Ms. Xia Ning, the aunt who gave you the invitation, has prepared a small gift for each of the children attending the banquet. Would you like it?"

"What gift is it?"

"It looks like a children's face painting, the kind that can be applied directly to the face."

"Little Shu, would you like to have your face painted?"

An'an is particularly interested in this painting and can't sit still anymore. She tugged at her older brother, Xiao Shu, and asked, "Did you hear what Uncle Crazy said? It's a painting that can be put on your face!"

"No need~, you go by yourself. I need to go find my dad anyway!"

Ji Jianshu shook his head. He wasn't particularly interested in these childish tricks; he preferred reading, doing math olympiad problems, and playing with Rubik's Cubes. Besides, he was still thinking about talking to his parents.

"An'an~, we can keep in touch by phone later~"

While busy socializing and entertaining guests, Xia Ning was afraid of not taking good care of her special little guest. As soon as the banquet started, she kept glancing at An An, intentionally or unintentionally.

She hadn't expected her to actually come, so she hadn't prepared anything special.

So previously, it was just a matter of temporarily instructing the banquet staff to pay more attention to her needs and make sure she wasn't neglected.

Xia Ning didn't dare to be too enthusiastic. It wasn't that she was incapable of touching other people's butts; after all these years of hard work and struggle, the least valuable thing she had was her dignity and self-respect.

Instead, she worried that the Lu family would think she had ulterior motives, which would be detrimental to her.

She was far inferior to the Lu family; whether they could become friends was another matter, but they absolutely could not become enemies. She remembered that the staff had just mentioned that An'an didn't like being disturbed.

Worried that something might be amiss, she thought for a moment, then put down her wine glass, grabbed a small plate of macarons, and decided to go over and socialize.

"An'an? My little guest~, may I call you that?"

An'an was checking out the face-painting girl's skills when she saw the enthusiastic Xia Ning hand her a small plate of macarons.

"Thank you, Auntie~ My name is An'an~ This is my name~"

"Haha~, such a nice name, I'll have to call it a few more times!"

Xia Ning nodded politely to the man accompanying An An, and seeing him take the macarons from An An's hand, she couldn't help but explain.

"These macarons were made by one of Italy's most famous pastry chefs; kids love them. I saw you dining in the other section earlier, so you probably didn't notice them,"

"So I brought it over especially for An'an to try. You can try it too, and see if it's not as sweet~"

Seeing that Qin Feng ignored her, only politely nodded and thanked her, he even casually took the small plate from An'an's hand.

Xia Ning swallowed back all the polite words she had prepared, such as whether she had been poor in her hospitality or what she needed.

An'an didn't care too much about this detail, after all, she was already full. She wasn't the An'an who craved food before; now she was the CEO Lu, thoroughly examining the face painting.

"Wow, you're so pretty!"

Looking at the lively little fox on the child's face in front of her, An'an casually exclaimed, "Big sister~, you've turned into a beautiful little fox!"

Little girl: "Hehe~, thank you, this is my favorite Ahri~, what would you like to draw?"

"Yeah~, An'an~, do you want this artist to draw one you like too?"