Super Rich: The sister of a superstar is the richest man in the world.

"Lexi, I'm not saying I'm your fan to play the emotional card. I just want to tell you that your appearance has been my salvation. Many times this year, when I felt like giving up, watching your live streams or videos would give me a boost!"

“I would be honored. I haven’t finalized the script for my next film yet. If you’d like, I’ll try to get you a role where you can have screen time and lines.”

Le Xi had already made up her mind about this decision. It didn't matter whether Zhang Qiwu was lying or using her.

She reminded herself today that those shots might become incredibly popular and iconic.

Even though it was just a small role, Lexi was still willing to help.

The two stories she told may have been embellished by her own interpretation, but her unique insight into the emotions of actors' performances must have been honed through spending a lot of time on film sets.

The fact that a young and beautiful girl who had worked on many film sets could not be found by Le Xi's search proves that what she said was about 80% true.

The only possible falsehood is whether Shan Moli is truly as despicable as she seems, but Le Xi's relationship with her isn't close enough for her to investigate other people for her sake.

We'll talk about it when I meet Shan Moli again.

Now, with the entertainment industry in such a corrupt state, Zhang Qiwu's refusal to compromise her principles deserves a helping hand.

Otherwise, given her dedication to acting, she could easily be taken advantage of.

Zhang Qiwu was naturally overjoyed, and he burst into tears for Lexi, bowing repeatedly.

"Lexi, thank you! Thank you so much!"

"No, wait, you don't need to do that. I haven't even finalized my script yet. If you really want to thank me, then wait until you become a big star and release a new work, then praise me properly~"

Le Xi joked, but Zhang Qiwu replied with a serious expression and a simple "okay".

It was not even 2 o'clock after Le Xi parted ways with Zhang Qiwu. She went to a private custom-made studio and made 24 outfits for herself and Cen Yu'an, representing the four seasons, before returning to Taoyuan Villa.

Now, even though Lexi only receives a small share of Hua Shu's dividends each month, she can feel herself standing taller and taller.

Honestly, Hua Shu is no different from that hen that lays golden eggs!

So this is what it feels like to be wealthy!

No wonder Sister Xiaoyu looks so calm and composed.

With so much money, that's a source of confidence.

Le Xi couldn't help but think that perhaps after a period of time, she would also be able to gradually cultivate that calm and composed temperament?

No need to worry about occasional failures, nor fear the unknown future.

Looking back on the past year, Lexi realized that she had indeed given people the impression of being too radical and ambitious.

That intense desire to win and the persistent pursuit of goals, while bringing success in some aspects, may also make fans and those around them feel that they are too tense and lack composure.

Of course, she didn't think she was bad either.

However, while maintaining a proactive attitude, I will learn to better balance and adjust my mindset so that I can show a calm demeanor when facing various situations.

Today, it took her more than two hours to get her measurements taken, choose the fabric, and decide on the style of the clothes. This would have been absolutely impossible last year.

In these two hours, you can learn a lot of new things.

Cen Yu'an also clearly felt the changes in Le Xi.

Suddenly, in the evening, the hardworking cat stopped memorizing the script and practicing his demeanor and eye contact. Instead, he set up a tea set in the pavilion and invited Cen Yu'an to admire the moon.

Could it be that the medicine has some residual effects?

The moon hung high in the sky, and several clusters of magnolias peeked out from the antique-style wall of the house, their petals glistening with moonlight like silver frost.

Cen Yu'an looked at this situation with considerable confusion:

"Maomao Xi, your new script requires you to play a carefree young lady. Do you need to get used to it beforehand?"

Upon hearing this, Le Xi paused in her tea-pouring gesture. Sigh, it seems she was too radical; even Sister Xiaoyu isn't used to her suddenly becoming so leisurely.

"We haven't chosen a script yet, sister. This afternoon when I came back, Auntie and I made some herbal tea. Why don't you try this blended flavor?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a nightingale's cry broke the spring chill outside the wall, startling the magnolia blossoms into a flurry of fragrance as they fell.

The wisps of tea smoke drifted through the bamboo curtain in the pavilion. Le Xi leaned over and gently removed a magnolia petal from Cen Yu'an's hair. Then she walked over to the wall, casually broke off two branches, and placed them in a crackled porcelain vase.

Then he propped his head up with one hand and looked at Cen Yu'an with his doe-like eyes blinking.

As Cen Yu'an looked at her, only one sentence remained in her mind: "When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she smiles among them."

"Sister, do you know what? I met someone today who said I was her salvation during her desperate days."

At that moment, I thought of my sister appearing on my first day of live streaming with a screen full of special effects.

Cen Yu'an placed the teacup in front of Le Xi, gently touched the magnolia blossoms, and looked at Le Xi very intently.

"That winter was so cold, my fingers were frozen stiff, but the milk tea you bought me was so warm, it warmed me from my fingertips to my heart."

After exchanging a smile, the two cups of tea were refilled.

The entire swaying moon was reflected in the white porcelain cup...