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In the transparent cup, pure white milk swayed gently. From the moment she carried it out, Jing Dan’s gaze never left it.
Seeing her stare so intently, He Ying slightly raised her eyebrows, amused by her reaction as she placed the milk cup in front of her.
Why does she resemble those little ones who haven’t been weaned yet?
As Jing Dan looked at the milk in front of her, her nose twitched. She couldn’t help but feel that the milk He Ying brought out was sweeter and more fragrant than any she had tasted before.
She took a sip and immediately her eyes widened. After another sip, she seemed content, squinting her eyes in satisfaction and proceeded to drink in small, leisurely sips.
This turned out to be even more delicious than the milk she had drunk before. Jing Dan wondered if He Ying had added sugar to it. The originally somewhat bland milk now carried a hint of sweetness, yet it wasn’t overly so—it was precisely the level of sweetness that Jing Dan enjoyed.
Watching Jing Dan content with just a cup of milk, He Ying couldn’t help but find the scene somewhat amusing, as if Jing Dan were a little panda cub, four paws clutching a milk bottle as she lay back and leisurely drank.
He Ying soon chuckled at her own thought. Why was she comparing her to a panda?
“Is it good?” He Ying asked.
“Mhm! Mhm!” Jing Dan nodded vigorously. After finishing one cup, she surprisingly wished for a second, looking up at He Ying with eager eyes.
He Ying: “……”
What’s with this guy? She’s not snubbing me anymore and instead is looking at me with those pitiful eyes…
She cradled her forehead in her hand, meanwhile thinking she must be sick in the head. Here she was, uncomfortable that someone was no longer giving her the cold shoulder.
She got up, went into the kitchen, and poured another cup of milk for her, saying, “After this cup, that’s it. Otherwise, you won’t have any room for dinner.”
Jing Dan: “……oh.”
As she sipped the milk, she looked around curiously and asked, “Has Hu Tu not woken up yet?”
Logically speaking, Hu Tu wasn’t one to sleep in. She should have been up by now, right?
He Ying: “……”
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Faced with those extremely pure and clean eyes, she somehow didn’t want to say what Hu Tu was actually up to.
“…She’s gone out to play with some other friends; she told us not to wait for her.”
Jing Dan blinked, “Oh.”
He Ying sighed quietly to herself. When would she learn to be more streetwise? Running off like that, even she was worried Hu Tu might get conned by someone.
Soon, lunch was served. The two had their meal in He Ying’s room, rested for a bit, and then He Ying left to attend a program recording. After Jing Dan called Hu Tu twice with no answer, she decided to head back to Huaqing City on her own.
Upon returning to Huaqing City, Jing Dan’s first order of business was to head to the company where she organized a meeting with some staff and shared her thoughts.
“If we’re going into the variety show business, I know someone,” the production department director, Sister Xu, spoke up. “She’s a veteran in the variety circles, very knowledgeable. If we can poach her to join us, we’ll likely get on the right track much faster.”
“Oh? Who?” Jing Dan looked up with interest.
“Qiu Shuhuai.”
Jing Dan was startled. That name was very well-known in the entertainment industry.
Having cultivated the entertainment industry for over twenty years, she was known as an evergreen presence by the audience. Over the years, she has helped many people develop well within the industry, a true senior figure.
“Is it possible to poach her?” Jing Dan asked with some skepticism. This veteran had been with the same television station from the start. Many must have tried to poach her, yet she’d never been seen moving anywhere else.
Sister Xu smiled, “It seems that Jing Dan is not aware of her current situation. The higher-ups at the television station have changed, and with them, certain things have changed as well.”
Whether a person can stay on or not isn’t just a matter of compensation; the atmosphere is also very important.
Jing Dan pondered for a moment, well aware of the benefits that luring Qiu Shuhuai could bring. Weighing the pros and cons carefully, she nodded, “Then you give it a try. Let her set the terms.”
Just bringing her over would already be a loud and clear signboard.
Sister Xu smiled, “Alright!”
Returning to the office, Jing Dan took out her mobile phone and saw the message sent by Xu Zhihuan. As she read the content, her expression turned increasingly cold.
【Jing Dan】: Are you spying on me?
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If Xu Zhihuan wasn’t monitoring her, how would she know that Jing Dan had visited He Ying on set?
【Xu Zhihuan】: Don’t forget what I do for a living. I have people on the program, and it just so happened that someone saw you there.
Although Xu Zhihuan said this, Jing Dan instinctively disliked her behavior, feeling it was overstepping boundaries. It gave her the impression that she was being treated like Xu Zhihuan’s possession…
【Xu Zhihuan】: What is He Ying to you? I feel like your relationship seems quite close.
After sending this message, Xu Zhihuan gazed at the screen with a gloomy look, thinking back to the tacit understanding between the two at her recent banquet, an understanding that did not require words—one that soured her mood further each time she thought about it.
Upon reading this message, Jing Dan couldn’t help but scoff coldly. She didn’t even feel like replying and promptly turned off her phone, out of sight, out of mind.
Also, what is He Ying to her? And what about herself? How dare she so presumptuously ask about Jing Dan’s own matters?
On the other side, Xu Zhihuan waited a long time without getting a reply. Staring at the completely silent screen, she couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.
Very well, it’s just like that, it’s more interesting to conquer.
I want to see just how long you can stay tough in front of me!
Xu Zhihuan’s face darkened as she called her assistant in using the intercom.
After ignoring Xu Zhihuan, it didn’t take long for her to completely push the matter to the back of her mind. When she finished work, she drove straight back to the suburban villa where she lived with her aunt.
Arriving home, she was surprised to discover that her aunt was not there. You see, although her aunt is a ‘a strong woman’ in human words—a powerful career woman—she always kept strict office hours and never dealt with work during her off time.
After taking a bath, Jing Dan came out only to find Hu Tu had actually made her way into her room, sitting on her bed with a gloomy expression staring at her.
Jing Dan: “……”
With a wave of her hand, Hu Tu only felt a flash of white light before her, and then she was already sitting on the floor.
Hu Tu: “……Very good, your spiritual power has improved again.”
Jing Dan snorted coldly: “How many times have I told you, don’t just randomly appear in my room, especially not on my bed!”
Afterward, Jing Dan walked to the bed and smoothed out the crumpled duvet where Hu Tu had sat, only then did she feel a bit more at ease.
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Hu Tu: “…I don’t know where you got OCD from. What’s the big deal about sitting down?”
Has this person really forgotten all about how she used to crawl around everywhere as a kid?
Wasn’t her soft white fur always getting covered in dust and leaves and whatnot?
Jing Dan gave her a cold look.
Hu Tu quickly raised both hands in surrender, “Alright, alright, I’ll remember, I won’t do it again next time!”
Internally rolling her eyes, she thought about the videos on her phone of Jing Dan as a child crawling all over the place. She felt it was necessary to find some time to take a trip down memory lane with those.
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Tutu: Holding onto her embarrassing past: that’s exactly why you shouldn’t mess with childhood friends!