Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

"Who knows, maybe President Jiang will suddenly get the urge to go and see how movies are made?"

The person who said this was given a light, disapproving shove by the person next to them.

"Are you kidding me? President Jiang runs an entertainment company. He even started in the live streaming industry! How could he have never seen a camera before?"

This statement was unanimously agreed upon.

"Hold on."

As Jiang Zhuhua looked at these messages, she thought of that eager boy. His pleading eyes were like those of a little puppy.

She simply walked up to Pei Hui and, under his questioning gaze, asked, "Would you like to see how a movie is made?"

Pei Hui put down the toy in her hand, thinking of the gorgeous and cool scenes she had seen with her mother before, and the scenes of swords flying.

A rare hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Is it the kind we saw before?"

Pei Hui stretched out his hand and gestured in the air, as if holding an invisible sword.

"It's different this time. It's an ancient costume, the kind with long robes and wide sleeves, which makes you look ethereal."

Jiang Zhuhua explained.

The one wielding swords and brandishing them is a martial arts hero, but this time the movie didn't depict Wuxia; instead, it was about the White Snake.

Will there be a lot of people?

Pei Hui asked again.

“There will be a lot of people. Everyone will be busy with this project. And the person in charge of the film this time is the uncle you mentioned last time who looked very fierce.”

Because of those words, Pei Hui's initial interest vanished instantly. He then picked up the toy from the floor again.

“If my mom goes, I will go with her. But I don’t really want to see him.”

These words were bluntly stated. Pei Hui curled his lip. Although he said he didn't want to see it, there was little malice in his eyes, only dissatisfaction.

I guess it's because I was scolded last time, so I'm holding a grudge.

"Then we can go to other places to play."

Jiang Zhuhua tried to get him to go out for a stroll.

"I don't need anyone else."

Jiang Zhuhua fell silent after hearing just that one sentence. How exactly was this child raised? There's an urgent need for someone to take care of the child.

I can't go to the set. You guys go by yourselves.

Jiang Zhuhua rejected the proposal.

The person on the other end of the phone immediately sighed.

"Are you really not going, Mr. Jiang? He's currently staying in an ancient town in Jiangnan. The scenery is beautiful, with clear waters and lush mountains."

Ji Anrui, unwilling to give up, asked again.

No, thank you. You guys enjoy yourselves.

Jiang Zhuhua replied to the message. And that was the end of that.

Since he had nothing else to do today, Jiang Zhuhua decided to check out the shops and maybe go to the food festival to eat, drink, and have some fun.

There are also tourist attractions over there, which are always bustling.

After their afternoon nap, Jiang Zhuhua and Pei Hui both put on sportswear. They grabbed their water bottles and set off.

At this time, it was still bright daylight, and the food street was lined with shops on both sides. All sorts of hawking calls filled the air.

"Roasted chestnuts, 20 yuan per pound."

"To thank our new and returning customers..."

"Sunday benefits..."

The sounds of horns and voices from the crowd created a lively scene.

Jiang Zhuhua took a cup of red bean milk tea, while Pei Hui held a cup of pure milk. The two ate as they strolled along.

"balloon."

Pei Hui's eyes lit up as he pointed to the colorful balloons with anime designs printed on them.

"Hello, would you like to buy balloons? Fifteen for one, twenty for two."

The balloon seller was a middle-aged man. As soon as he saw the child pointing at the balloons in his hand, he immediately came over with a kind smile on his face.

"Take two."

Jiang Zhuhua held up one finger and made a two.

Each of the two people had a balloon tied to their wrist.

"Mom, have you ever eaten this?"

Pei Hui didn't know many characters, so he could only point to the patterns on the signboard.

"Grilled cold noodles? Boss, one order, please."

How come Jiang Zhuhua has never eaten it? In his past life, when he was poor, he even sold grilled cold noodles.

Pei Hui didn't eat much; the two of them ate, drank, and strolled around the streets.

By the end of the shopping trip:

"mom!"

"Boss, one small portion, please."

"mom!"

"Understood, boss..."

The two of them seemed to be instantly drawn into the everyday world. They ate the same meals and went shopping together. In the end, the word "Mom" was reduced to just one word.

Does An'an like shopping?

By evening, the two had reached the scenic area, which was brightly lit and bustling with crowds.

Jiang Zhuhua had to lean close to his ear so that he could hear her.

"I like it. It's so lively."

Pei Hui's eyes were shining. He really enjoyed going out with his mother.

It's alright, at least it doesn't hate humans or want to stay away from them.

Jiang Zhuhua observed for a moment. Perhaps he was just waiting for a good friend to appear so that the two of them could quickly become friends.

"An'an, do you want to go on a trip to the moon?"

It's called "flying to the moon," but actually, the scenic area has built a huge simulated moon that's so realistic it feels like you're holding the moon right in front of you.

Behind you are huge ancient buildings. If you adjust the wire work, you can film a scene of flying to the moon, and they might even rent you ancient costumes.

A professional photographer will take your photos.

"It's a bit high."

Pei Hui looked at the round, bright moon. He hesitated, and felt a little timid.

"gone."

Jiang Zhuhua's mood gradually improved as they strolled through the streets, and he smiled more often. He grabbed Jiang Zhuhua's arm and picked him up.

The makeup artist quickly did his makeup and styling, and he changed into an ancient outfit. A short black robe made him look like a regent.

"I want this."

Pei Hui started acting cute again. He pointed to a small wooden knife in the corner, which was painted and looked just like a real one.

After a period of care, the child's face has become soft and fleshy, and is no longer as dry as before. At this time, when the child acts cute, he looks exceptionally adorable, which softens people's hearts.

"Do you want to take this to take pictures? Sure."

The makeup artist's mood improved considerably upon seeing such a beautiful child. She then pulled out the knife from the corner.

"Thank you sister."

Pei Hui thanked her politely, her smile fading slightly, and moved closer to her mother.

Thank you. My child is a little shy.

Jiang Zhuhua took the knife and handed it to Pei Hui.

Perhaps because he's been watching a lot of martial arts anime lately, when he was suspended by wires and actually flew near the moon, he immediately drew his sword.

He started waving his arms around there randomly.

When the photographer showed them the photos, the whole thing looked like a scene of assassinating the moon.

Jiang Zhuhua couldn't help but laugh. Pei Hui, on the other hand, was quite satisfied.