Inhaling her delicate fragrance and feeling her soft body in his arms, Ji Junyao rested his chin on Wei Yu's head and gently rubbed it. "Wei Yu, when you were playing with Yi Zhi's child tonight, you smiled."

Wei Yu's heart skipped a beat: "..."

Is there?

To be honest, she doesn't really like children, and her smiles at them are just out of politeness.

Yes.

It was just politeness.

“You’re smiling very happily.” Ji Junyao then asked, “Weiyu, do you like children?”

"I don't like it." When Wei Yu is clear-headed, she answers questions without thinking, just like now, she blurted it out. Perhaps, she really doesn't like it.

"Yeah?"

Ji Junyao spoke indifferently, holding Wei Yu even tighter. His scent mingled with her perfume, making it indistinguishable.

He gently squeezed Wei Yu's palm, as if whispering, "Wei Yu, actually, I quite like children."

Yeah?

So what?

Why tell her this?

Wei Yu chuckled: "Really? I didn't realize."

Having lived with Ji Junyao for several years, I know he has always been so domineering and forceful. How could someone like that like children?

Ji Junyao shifted his gaze to the dazzling neon lights outside the window. The nightlife was just beginning, and there was a lot of traffic on the road. A convertible sped past them, carrying a man and a woman. The girl was leaning against the boy, and the evening breeze was blowing. She had a satisfied smile on her face.

Turning to look at Wei Yu, whose face was cold and aloof, all his emotions surged into one place, feeling both pain and helplessness. "But you've never wanted to see, so how would you know?"

...

Lan Qingyue was still debating whether to tell Axi about Zeng Xu and Qiao Na being together when she saw numerous missed calls from Liu Yuanyuan. Only then did she realize that Zeng Xu and Qiao Na had been photographed by reporters and were trending at number one on the hot search list.

Ah Xi must be furious.

Lan Qingyue didn't dare to light the lighter.

Having arrived here, Lan Qingyue has been busy being the original owner of the body, making money, and completing tasks. She has temporarily put aside her beloved writing career. Now that she has some free time, her writing heart is restless, but she has no inspiration and is a little hungry, so she simply sits on her laptop and eats some melon seeds.

Liu Liqi was also watching the drama unfold with her; the two of them were video chatting while observing the drama.

Liu Liqi held a glass of warm milk, touched it to her lips, but didn't drink it. Her eyes were confused and curious. "Qingqing, how come Zeng Nanshen is in the news with Qiao Na? Are they getting along?"

"How would I know?" Lan Qingyue asked, puzzled. "I've never heard of any connection between these two before, so how did they get linked together?"

The key question is, what was wrong with Jona? Why did she call her over? The reporters last night were most likely contacted by Jona.

"You didn't know? And you two even have the same agent." Liu Liqi pouted, feigning disappointment. But when she saw what Lan Qingyue was eating, her eyes widened in anger. "Lan Qingyue, you...you're eating spicy strips! And you're using chopsticks to eat them! You're deliberately trying to make me jealous!"

Lan Qingyue: "..."

She just didn't want to wear gloves.

"Why are you eating spicy strips like that? It's soulless! Eating them in big bites is so satisfying! You've ruined perfectly good spicy strips; you might as well have given them to me." Liu Liqi looked at the screen with a pained expression, swallowing hard and wishing she could pry the spicy strips out of her mouth.