The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

The girl turned around when she heard the noise, and was instantly shocked the moment her eyes met the man's.

Su Ran never expected that she would meet this man again here.

Could he be Sister Hong's cousin?

Wait a minute, Sister Hong's cousin seems to be very young.

"Hello Mr. An... I..." She tiptoed to her feet, opened her mouth as if to say something to ease the atmosphere, but unfortunately, she was not naturally good at warming up the atmosphere.

Fortunately, An Yecheng gave her a way out.

"You were introduced by Sister Zhu, right?" he asked.

"Yes, yes, yes! Sister Zhu asked me to come. I accidentally helped Sister Zhu, and she introduced me to this job." As if she had grasped a lifeline, Su Ran nodded vigorously.

An Yecheng pointed to the kitchen range hood, his tone revealing an inscrutable interest, "Didn't Sister Zhu tell you that this range hood isn't turned on like this?"

Seeing Su Ran at a loss, he stepped in, his tall figure standing beside the counter. With a slight reach, he turned on the touchscreen.

After finishing this task, he asked Su Ran, who was looking on in a daze, "Did you get it?"

"Yes, I know..." she replied dryly.

An Yecheng ignored her embarrassment, carried a bag out of the kitchen, and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

"I don't want an employee who starves himself to death. Get up." The voice was extremely intimidating.

A short while later, rustling sounds came from the room.

"Brother Yecheng...you're here..." The voice was languid, clearly indicating that he had just woken up.

Then came the sound of slippers shuffling around, and a boy in dark blue pajamas walked out of the room.

He has the face of an innocent younger brother, with big, watery eyes and thick, curly eyelashes. His innocent expression makes it easy for people to lower their guard, making it hard to believe that he is the crazy younger brother Zhu Hong mentioned.

"How long do you plan to starve yourself this time?" An Yecheng ignored him and placed the things in her hands on the side cabinet.

"Didn't my cousin say she hired a personal assistant for me? Hasn't she come yet?" The boy took the breakfast bag from the sideboard, not so hungry as to open it immediately, and carried the bag towards the kitchen.

Not long after I approached, a fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of frying, the fragrance almost overflowing from the kitchen.

The boy suddenly felt a little hungry.

At this moment, Su Ran in the kitchen was putting freshly rolled sesame cakes into the pan one by one, while flipping the sesame cakes and keeping an eye on the noodles in another pot of boiling water.

Although she and her grandmother were not wealthy, her grandmother never skimped on food for her. Even with the simplest ingredients, her grandmother could always come up with all sorts of amazing dishes.

Hearing the kitchen door open again, Su Ran assumed that An Yecheng had returned.

Without turning his head, he said, "Wait two more minutes, one more bowl of noodles will be ready soon."

Several seconds later, the boy's voice came from the doorway.

"it is good."

Su Ran was puzzled. Why was it someone else's voice?

She turned around and saw a boy with puppy-dog eyes leaning against the door. His flaxen curly hair and big, watery eyes made him look pitiful as he unconsciously clutched his stomach.

Su Ran's thoughts were momentarily stuck.

He frantically activated the light screen, and among the dozen or so cousins ​​in Zhu Hong's social network, he finally found one who matched the boy in front of him.

He wasn't some cousin who was fifteen or sixteen years old and in junior or senior high school, but rather the cousin of the daughter of Zhu Hong's grandmother's sister.

This relationship is really quite distant; Su Ran hadn't even thought of it.

Let's take a closer look at his information.

Name: Gu Cai

Age: 19

Identity: Singer-songwriter and one of the shareholders of Yu Ran Entertainment Company; soon-to-be sophomore in the Department of Popular Music at Qingcheng Conservatory of Music...

Strictly speaking, this boy is her senior!

Looking at the information took only a few seconds. Su Ran quickly gathered her thoughts and buried herself in the oil, scooping out the fried sesame cakes.

After the plain noodles were cooked and placed on the table, Su Ran stood awkwardly to the side.

Because she couldn't control the other person's appetite, Su Ran specially prepared some extra appetizers and cold dishes.

Gu Cai wolfed down his food, not even knowing where he had put the breakfast An Yecheng had bought for him.

While eating, he didn't forget to call out, "Brother Yecheng, sit down and eat. The new life assistant is a pretty good cook."

The two looked very familiar with each other. Su Ran had checked An Yecheng's information and knew that he was Yu Ran's largest shareholder, but this was the first time she had ever seen a boss bring breakfast to someone else.

Moreover, breakfast seems to have been squeezed out and left unattended.

This shows just how proud the boy was.

An Yecheng wasn't angry. He pulled out a chair and sat down. Su Ran, being very perceptive, served him a bowl of plain noodles and prepared a pair of chopsticks to hand to him.

"When did you arrive in Kyoto?" An Yecheng suddenly asked.

After waiting for several seconds until his sharp gaze fell upon her, Su Ran realized that he was asking her a question.

Gu Cai looked up in surprise, lifting his head from the bowl and asking the two men with a look that seemed to ask, "Do you know each other?"

“Yesterday,” she said.

Then he added, "I did Sister Hong a small favor in Jiangcheng, and she introduced me to this job. I never expected Mr. An to appear here."

"That's quite a coincidence."

An Yecheng was also surprised to see Su Ran here.

Considering recent events, he actually doesn't welcome people associated with the Shi family.

Not only because the Shi family had deceived him, but also because he didn't want to have much contact with Su Ran anymore. It wasn't that he looked down on her, but he didn't want to waste his energy on people from different circles.

But Su Ran's mother happens to be Su Qinya, the person who briefly took him in when he was a child.

After learning the truth that day, An Yecheng immediately ordered the cancellation of Shi Youyou's admission notice and made things difficult for Shi Zheng, who was a producer, causing him to encounter many problems at work. Shi Zheng's high blood pressure has recently risen significantly.

Su Ran has zero social skills, and chatting with such dazzling people is not something she is good at. She made an excuse that the kitchen counter was not cleaned and left the restaurant.

After Su Ran left, Gu Cai rested his chin on his hand and squinted at An Yecheng.

"Brother Ye Cheng, who is she? She has a great voice. Do you want your company to sign her?"

"Have you finished writing the songs yet? The album release date for next month has already been set and won't be changed."

An Yecheng did not answer Gu Cai's question directly, and Gu Cai's face immediately fell, and he lost his appetite for the noodles in his bowl.

An Yecheng had thought about Gu Cai's question, but he thought that if Su Ran really had singing skills, she would have become famous long ago with that kind of voice, so why would she be troubled by financial issues?

It's best to let someone like Zhong Jue decide on matters like signing contracts.

When Su Ran came out, An Yecheng had already left.

This person is a bit strange; he always leaves without saying goodbye.

As this thought crossed her mind, Su Ran gave a self-deprecating laugh. She wasn't anyone to the other person, so how could she expect others to greet her?

Only empty bowls and chopsticks remained on the dining table, and the door to a room on one side of the corridor was not closed, from which came the sound of rousing electronic keyboard music.

Gu Cai played for a while in frustration, then stopped, raised his legs and put them on the table, carelessly kicking over the sheet music.

He tilted his head back and leaned against the chair to look at the ceiling.

So annoying.

I wish I hadn't made that bet.

He lost the bet and had to release an album within three months. An album has ten songs, and he has only written nine. He has been struggling with the last song for a week and still has no inspiration.

"Clang-!"

Suddenly, a noise of collision came from outside.

Startled and flustered, Gu Cai wanted to lose his temper.