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"No, I'm completely without makeup." Su Yan touched her face.

Sun Ying leaned closer to look and indeed there were no traces of makeup. She couldn't help but exclaim enviously, "Your skin is so good. How old are you?"

"Eighteen," Su Yan replied without hesitation.

Everyone who asks is 18, even if they're over 10,000 years old!

"No one would believe you're eighteen. Even when I was eighteen, I might not have skin as smooth and flawless as yours, without a single mole. 'Flawless and radiant skin' is the truth for you."

"Physical appearance is superficial; what's more important is Sister Sun's temperament and rich inner qualities. How many years has Sister Sun been in the entertainment industry?"

"I entered the industry as a child star, and I've been working my way up for 27 years."

"Wow! That's amazing!" Su Yan exclaimed.

Sun Ying's eyes revealed a hint of vicissitude as she continued, "In this world of fame and fortune, only the survivors reign supreme. As long as you're still around, you win. It's all a bloodless battleground. Do you want to enter this circle too?"

"I'm not going in."

"But I think you have a lot of talent. Should I recommend you to Director Jiang? He has a good script and is looking for the female lead. Many people want that role, and I think you'd be perfect for it."

"Thank you, Sister Sun, but I'd better not bother," Su Yan politely declined.

For others, this would be a golden opportunity. Hua Siqi was trying to curry favor with Sun Ying because Sun Ying had a good relationship with Director Jiang and wanted this opportunity.

However, Sun Ying quickly smiled and said, "Indeed, if it were me, I would also choose Yan Ze's script over Director Jiang's script."

Su Yan did not deny that she came here because of Yan Ze.

The staff knocked on the door, "Sister Sun, Sister Su, are you up?"

Sun Ying looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan gave an OK sign and went to open the door.

……

Yan Ze arrived at the horse farm cafeteria wearing a white short-sleeved vest and casual black trousers.

He Cheng yawned and said to Yan Ze, "I can't sleep well without my pet."

Yan Ze knew there were cameras filming them, and asked, "Your pet? That white cat?"

"..." He Cheng paused, then mumbled a reply, "Yes. A completely white cat, especially cute."

This at least covered up his dissolute nightlife.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Su Yan arrived, carrying a snow-white kitten.

"Hi, gentlemen, good morning. Are you here for breakfast?"

Yan Ze was taken aback, not expecting Su Yan to return so quickly.

He Cheng's eyes widened instantly, "Xue Bao'er?"

“Xuebao’er? No~ This is my daughter, Xiao Mumu… Hmm, I just found her outside. We’re very destined, aren’t we, Xiao Mumu?” Su Yan said, rubbing her nose against Xiao Mumu.

Little Mumu closed her eyes contentedly, meowing.

"Good girl!" Su Yan said with a smile.

"Can...can I hug it?" He Cheng immediately came over, his eyes fixed on Xiao Mumu.

Su Yan hugged her daughter tightly, "That won't do."

As she spoke, she walked towards Yan Ze and said to Xiao Mu Mu, "Say hello to Uncle Yan."

"Meow~" Little Mumu meowed obediently.

Yan Ze put on a pair of brown sunglasses, looked at Xiao Mu Mu in Su Yan's arms, knew who it was, and smiled, "Xiao Mu Mu, come here, let Uncle give you a hug."

Xiao Mumu looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan whispered, "Uncle Yan even gave you a full moon celebration gift."

Little Mu Mu understood, obediently jumped into Yan Ze's arms, and even rubbed against him affectionately.

Yan Ze's gaze softened instantly, but he soon felt an unfriendly gaze fall upon him.

Following the gaze, it was He Cheng.

He Cheng did indeed have a pet cat, just as he said, named Xue Bao'er. Later, it ran away from home and never came back.

"This isn't your Snow Baby, this is Little Mumu, and it's not an ordinary cat either." Yan Ze carried Little Mumu and walked towards the order counter.

He Cheng followed closely behind, "I know it's not Xue Bao'er, can I hug her?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his eager hands.

Yan Ze glanced at it and refused!

This is Su Yan's child; he can't make that decision.

Su Yan had already ordered breakfast and took Xiao Mu Mu from Yan Ze's arms. "Go ahead."

Seeing that He Cheng was still staring intently at Xiao Mumu, he smiled and said, "If you can convince the director to let my Xiao Mumu appear on screen, you can hold her."

"It's a deal, wait." He Cheng left immediately.

Yan Ze placed two plates on the table. "Here you go."

"Do you still have any golden grapes?" Su Yan pushed an empty plate towards him, her intentions clear.

Yan Ze nodded, and a bunch of golden grapes and two red five-pointed fruits appeared in his hand. "How many did you bring?"

Su Yan knew that he was asking how many children she had brought.

She immediately flashed a set of pearly white teeth and exclaimed, "They're all here!"

The peanuts on Yan Ze's chopsticks suddenly fell onto the table and rolled quite a distance.

Su Yan ate a red five-pointed fruit, and Xiao Mumu also ate one.

There were twenty golden grapes, Su Yan counted, then looked at Yan Ze... the meaning was self-evident.

Yan Ze then silently conjured up a string of them as if by magic and placed them on the plate.

Su Yan put away thirty coins, and shared the remaining ten with Xiao Mumu.

Little Mumu was overjoyed.

Moreover, she was very perceptive; she moved closer to Yan Ze's hand and rubbed it against his hand to express her gratitude.

Yan Ze smiled.

The other guests arrived late.

Su Yan, Yan Ze, and Xiao Mu Mu have all finished eating.

But the breakfast shoot is only just beginning.

Nianfang also came, gave the script to Su Yan, and told her some things to pay attention to.

Su Yan nodded, "Okay, I understand. So it's best if there's an ambiguous moment, like watching the other person eat a bite of food with tender eyes, right?"

“Yes, Sister Su,” Nianfang replied, then seemed to notice Xiao Mumu lying on Su Yan’s lap and exclaimed in surprise, “Oh, where did this little kitten come from? It’s so cute!”

"This is my daughter." Su Yan touched Xiao Mumu's ear. "Say hello to Aunt Fangfang."

"Meow~" Little Mumu meowed obediently, then closed her eyes, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

Hua Siqi heard Nian Fang's voice and looked over. She then frowned and said to the staff, "I'm allergic to cat fur. Can we send it away?"

"It should be possible, I'll go ask." The staff member walked towards Su Yan.

After learning the purpose of the visit, Su Yan was about to reply when He Cheng rushed over and shouted to her, "It's okay, the director has agreed to add more scenes for Xiao Mumu, and the screenwriter is already writing the script."

When Hua Siqi saw He Cheng, she immediately wanted to greet him, but seeing that his eyes were only on Su Yan, her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Su Yan was a little surprised. As long as she could appear on camera holding Xiao Mu Mu, why did she have to write a script? She laughed and said, "President He, I'm afraid that won't work. Someone is allergic to cat hair and is saying they want to send Xiao Mu Mu away."

"No, no, no, who's allergic to cat hair?" He Chenglun looked around at everyone.

Hua Siqi stepped forward, "Me."

He Cheng frowned. "Then you should withdraw."