A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Bian He's older brother's gaze was murderous, but he forced himself to continue, "It's not difficult, it's just the accelerator, handbrake, and steering wheel."

"Okay, I'll give it a try!"

“Della,” Sadwell was displeased. This was at sea. Although the escort ship had been following them not far away, Sadwell still remembered Bian Xiao falling into the sea many years ago. He wouldn’t let anything happen to his sister.

"Brother~ You're the best~" she said sweetly.

"No," he said, this was a matter of principle. After saying that, he avoided looking at his sister's pitiful expression and tried to ignore the way she was clinging to his arm and acting spoiled.

I couldn't resist once I saw him.

"Brother! I want to play! Peyton and the others are following behind, what problem could there be!"

Seeing that the siblings were not happy, Duan Jingli spoke up, "Why don't we each take a step back? This is deep sea, Xiaoxiao, you can't drive, it's really dangerous."

Bian Xiao realized that she had been a bit unreasonable. It was mainly because her older brother, Sadwell, always granted her every request, and she was so used to being rejected that she acted impulsively.

Once reminded by an outsider, he immediately realized his mistake. His curly hair drooped.

That makes sense, but I'm still quite disappointed.

“But, since we’re closer to Pigeon Bay, we could try letting Xiaoxiao drive for a while, wouldn’t you say, Mr. Sadwell?”

It's really hard to refuse my sister, but it concerns her safety, so I have to be firm.

But looking at Della's chubby little face and her round eyes full of pleading, Sadwell felt he'd rather outwit a dozen old foxes than face his sister's whining.

The younger sister realized she was wrong, and Sadwell should have been happy, but seeing Della nestled against him, her black curly hair cascading down her back, even the strands of hair seemed timid.

In addition, Duan Jingli said that it wasn't unacceptable to him.

Forget it, "Okay."

"Really?!" Bian Xiao thought it still wouldn't work, but his brother actually agreed, and he suddenly sat up from his arms.

"But we can't drive too fast, we have to listen—"

"Okay, okay!" She was so excited that she couldn't hear the instructions that followed.

Bian Xiao turned around to look at Duan Jingli with delight, and the latter winked at her.

Hehe, Brother Li is such a good person.

......

"This is the accelerator, and this is the handbrake," Bian He said to Bian Xiao. "Don't get them mixed up!"

"No problem, it's a piece of cake."

Bian Xiao sat in the driver's seat, while the three men behind him craned their necks to look ahead, appearing even more nervous than the person driving the boat.

Holding the steering wheel, he said, "Okay, ready to drive!"

"Don't be nervous," that's Sadwell's message.

"Take it slow, Xiaoxiao, you're great, I believe you can do it." This is Duan Jingli.

"Charge!" That was Bian He.

With a determined heart, I floored the gas pedal, and "Wow!"

The yacht speeds across the sea; the feeling of riding the waves is absolutely exhilarating!

Bian Xiao gradually got the hang of it and could even chat while driving.

The three men were initially more nervous than Bian Xiao, who was steering the boat, but they relaxed after realizing that the young woman was indeed driving quite well.

Sadwell and his friends took out their phones and took all sorts of pictures of the little girl.

After verification, it's clear that the best-looking photos were taken by the big star Duan Jingli.

......

阿琰

Ayan: "How was your day?"

Bian Xiao: [Voice message]: "Let me tell you, it was so much fun! You'd never guess what I did today!"

Ayan: "Swimming? Sunbathing? That's probably what a vacation is all about."

Bian Xiao: "Hahahaha, it's a yacht! By myself!"

Ayan: "Wow, that's amazing!"

Ayan: "Are you alone?"

Bian Xiao: "How could that be?"

Bian Xiao: "My brothers, and the celebrity I told you about yesterday, Brother Li."

Ayan: "That's good."

He sent over a dozen photos in quick succession—some funny, some cute, some pretending to be cool—all to Xiao Shuyan at once.

Xiao Shuyan felt a tingling sensation in her heart, as if she had been struck. She saved the photos one by one and put them in a private folder.

Bian Xiao: "Isn't it beautiful? My favorite picture was taken by Brother Li." He quoted that picture.

Ayan: "Indeed, I like this one too."

This picture is truly beautiful. The girl holds the steering wheel with one hand and points to the seagulls in the distance with the other. Her hair is slightly messy in the sea breeze, but her eyebrows are curved and her smile is bright, shining in the sunlight, full of the vitality of the ocean and the vibrancy of the tide.

The person in the photo is beautiful, the photo is beautiful, and Xiao Shuyan can also see the photographer's intentions.

Bian Xiao: "As expected, everyone in the entertainment industry knows how to take photos."

Ayan: "The entertainment industry is quite chaotic, Xiaoxiao, let's not get too involved."

Unlike Bian Xiao's family, Xiao Shuyan's allowance might be less than one-thousandth of Bian Xiao's, but in China, money is never the primary concern.

Compared to Bian Xiao, who was well protected, Xiao Shuyan and Lu Yihe entered their respective circles much earlier.

And there are some things that you know even if you're not involved.

Since he came to understand his own heart, he has paid great attention to these things, but he fully understands what he needs to understand.

Every circle is like a dye vat, containing both good and bad elements, but the rampant materialism, decadence, and backstabbing in the circle of fame and fortune are endless.

Other circles always cover up their secrets, but this circle is different.

Bian Xiaofu is a piece of fat meat in the eyes of that group of people.

Bian Xiao: "Hey, I'm not stupid. I know the entertainment industry is chaotic. Brother Li has told me a lot about it. I just like pretty celebrities."

No matter which generation, Bian Xiao had always heard that the entertainment industry was chaotic, full of all sorts of messy things, but it was rare to encounter celebrities.

Plus, I felt that Duan Jingli was a pretty good person, so I was just a bystander.

Xiao Shuyan shook his head. "Sigh, silly Xiaoxiao, you think someone is nice just because you chatted with them casually, and you still say you're not stupid."

However, this kind of pure and beautiful innocence towards people is what everyone has always wanted to protect.

Xiaoxiao isn't stupid; she just treats people with sincerity. It's just that in this society, the more sincere you are, the more you get hurt.

If everyone in the world lives wearing a mask, then who is the king?

It's okay, as long as he's there, he won't give anyone the chance to hurt her.

Ayan: "Xiaoxiao is the smartest, but smart Xiaoxiao, have you done your homework?"

Ugh! It's already the fourth day, and the holiday is almost over, and I haven't done a single word of my homework!

Bian Xiao: "It's all up to you, A-Yan!"

I don't want to do math! Who even invented math?! It's killing me!

......

Xiao Shuyan wasn't the only one who kept the photos; Duan Jingli was the photographer. Compared to Xiao Shuyan, who only looked at the photos, he was more directly impacted by the girl's vitality.

My arm felt numb from taking pictures. I didn't care about composition or angle; I just took pictures as I pleased, capturing everything in front of me.

The sofas in the top-tier hotel were comfortable, and Duan Jingli held up his phone to look at photos.

"Hello?" He answered the phone while continuing to look at the screen, as if he could still recall the girl's hair brushing against his face.

"Duan Jingli! I've called six times! Six times! What happened to you? Why aren't you answering the phone?" Manager Yang was going crazy. Wasn't he supposed to be on vacation? Has he disappeared?

"Oh, it's nothing."

"Nothing's wrong with not answering the phone, my little darling, you scared me to death." Brother Yang didn't give Duan Jingli another chance to brush him off. "I let you rest during the National Day holiday. Come back to filming as soon as your vacation is over. The crew is starting filming in two weeks, so don't forget."

"Hmm," Duan Jingli only wanted to look at the little girl.

As expected, he was given the runaround again. Helpless, Brother Yang put down his phone and sent the schedule to his ancestors.

For working people, everything revolves around money. Thinking about the generous salary Duan Jingli earned, Brother Yang suddenly became full of energy again.

The girl is only 17 years old, so there's no rush. We can get to know her slowly and not scare her.

She's only 20 herself, three years older than him, not old at all, a golden age difference. Nothing's even started yet, and someone's already fantasizing about it.