The Secret Realm of Time, His and Her Life Through the Changes

As soon as Cheng Agen entered the door, Jian Zheng recognized him; this uncle had indeed visited his home many times.

So he greeted him formally again, which was considered his acquiescence, "Hello, Uncle Cheng!"

"Hmm, I really didn't expect that Xiao Zhi and you are friends. Haha, since we are good friends, let's keep in touch more often and come to my house to play sometime. By the way, please give my regards to Mayor Chang's mother."

"Did you just receive your acceptance letter for the 'Hong Kong Island Quality Migrant Admission Scheme'?" He looked at Jian Zheng with a smile and said meaningfully, "Mayor Chang has put a lot of effort into this matter. Of course, Jian Zheng himself must be outstanding enough. Xiao Zhi, you should learn from him. If you had even a little bit of ambition, I could have helped you get this too."

Jian Zheng gave an awkward smile. "Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

Jian Zheng felt very uncomfortable.

"Oh, why are you being so polite? There's a long line of people wanting to help. I'm honored that Mayor Chang thinks so highly of me; I should thank Mayor Chang for giving me this opportunity."

Wang Jie seemed to glean some clues from their conversation. Cheng Zhi dropped out of high school before even graduating, so how could his father say he could get this for him?

No wonder, I noticed that Jian Zheng's expression was a bit off earlier.

What was even more unexpected was that Uncle Cheng and Jian Zheng's mother not only knew each other, but were also friends enough to invite each other to their home. It seemed that their relationship was far from casual; judging from Uncle Cheng's tone, their relationship appeared to be quite deep.

"Dad, everyone's been so reserved with you here. You should leave now."

"Alright, have fun. I'll have the kitchen send over some more snacks. You can go play by the lake for a while. Come back and have some snacks when you're tired."

He left with a cheerful smile after saying that.

Watching Uncle Cheng's figure disappear behind the door, Wang Jie turned around and asked Jian Zheng softly, "Is Mayor Chang, whom he mentioned, your mother?" His words revealed a hint of surprise and curiosity.

Jian Zheng nodded slightly and said nonchalantly, "Yes, he is the vice mayor."

His tone was calm, as if he had long been accustomed to this identity.

Wang Jie frowned and said in confusion, "How come I don't know? I've known you for so many years and you've never mentioned it before."

In his memory, Jian Zheng had always been a carefree person. He only knew that Jian Zheng's home was in the municipal party committee compound. He had been there a few times and knew that Jian Zheng's family was well-off and that someone in his family must be an official, a cadre's child. But he never expected that the official would be so high-ranking.

No wonder, whenever something happens, as long as Jian Zheng says, "I'll go talk to my mom," he can always resolve it, no matter how big or small the issue.

Jian Zheng chuckled and teased, "What, are you blaming me for not giving you a chance to flatter me?"

His tone was somewhat mocking, but Wang Jie didn't find it funny at all; instead, she sensed a hint of helplessness.

Wang Jie shook his head slightly, and to avoid embarrassing Jian Zheng, he smiled and retorted, "What are you talking about? Why would I flatter you?"

He paused, then said in a seemingly casual tone, "But you, you've certainly flattered me quite a bit in order to copy my notes."

Jian Zheng gently nudged Wang Jie, shrugged helplessly, picked up a large mouthful of stir-fried gluten and put it in his mouth, saying indistinctly, "Eat your shrimp, I'm already annoyed, don't bring up what I don't want to talk about."

Clearly, he didn't want to continue the topic.

Sitting on the other side of Wang Jie, Zhou Yanruo saw the two of them whispering to each other and, driven by curiosity, came over and asked, "What are you two whispering about? Speak up so everyone can hear you."

Cheng Zhi chimed in, "I never expected that my dad would know Jian Zheng's mother. What a coincidence!"

Xue Jiang: "Jian Zheng, your mother is the mayor? I never would have guessed that the mayor's son is so approachable."

"Yes, it was deputy, deputy. It happened in the first half of the year." Jian Zheng didn't want to say more, nor did he want to continue the topic.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became somewhat awkward because of this little incident.

However, the conversation quickly shifted to fun anecdotes from the filming, and the atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant again. The table was laden with delicious food, emitting an enticing aroma, and everyone who had been busy all morning was hungry.

As the restaurant owner, Cheng Zhi enthusiastically introduced the restaurant's signature dishes to everyone, constantly urging them to eat more.

"The morning's filming only created a bit of atmosphere. To truly advance the plot, we still need to design some scenes." Xue Jiang, the screenwriter and director of "The Gone, Yet to Come," already has a clear idea after the morning's trial run.

“I agree!” Cheng Zhi responded excitedly. “I’ll ask my dad to sponsor some more videotapes so we can shoot more footage and make the movie more colorful.”

Cheng Zhi was a big fan of Xue Jiang, and he would unconditionally respond to any suggestion Xue Jiang made.

"There's no need to buy any more videotapes, so don't let your dad spend any more money. Later, we'll look at the footage we shot this morning together, and we can delete the parts we don't need."

"Don't delete it, I want to keep it," Zhou Yanruo immediately objected.

"Hehe, is it because the male lead is too handsome that you can't bear to delete him and want to keep him for later viewing?" Xue Jiang said to Zhou Yanruo with a smile.

"Is only the male lead handsome? Can't you see there's another incredibly handsome guy right next to you?" Cheng Zhi said loudly, dissatisfied.

"You're so handsome, so handsome, you're the most handsome man in the universe!" Xue Jiang laughed at Cheng Zhi.

"That's more like it." Cheng Zhi was delighted by Xue Jiang's praise.

Zhou Yanruo nudged Wang Jie quietly and muttered, "There are still differences."

Wang Jie was chatting with the preoccupied Jian Zheng about school matters, while Zhou Yanruo and the other two, being art students, were naturally discussing acting-related topics. Zhou Yanruo's prodding brought Wang Jie back to her senses, and she looked at her blankly: "Huh? What did you say? Who's the male lead?"

Seeing this, Jian Zheng finally laughed out loud. While eating, he teased, "She said you're her leading man, so don't disappoint the leading lady's expectations." Although it was a joke, he said it with great seriousness.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, I just remembered a great filming location, I'll take you to see it."

Cheng Zhi slammed his chopsticks on the table, suddenly remembering his own lakeside field. So he said, "The scenery there is serene and the environment is beautiful. It's perfect for the scene where Qi Lianyi and Shao Hanyi first met and fell in love at first sight."

"Really? I was just wondering where to find the perfect romantic setting." Xue Jiang perked up and was the first to stand up. "I've finished eating. Let's go take a look."

Zhou Yanruo jumped up as well, "Let's go, Wang Jie, stop chatting with Jian Zheng. Let's go see the location."