He stared intently at the familiar face on the screen.

As the scene faded, his slender fingers retreated several times, finally confirming that he was not dreaming.

At the entrance to the lounge, Fu Xunzhi rubbed his eyes, looking sleepily at Fu Siming in front of him.

He tiptoed over, completely unaware of the little figure standing behind him.

It wasn't until Fu Xunzhi stared at the screen for a while that he called out: "Mom."

Fu Siming finally came to his senses and pulled him onto his lap. Fu Xunzhi stared at Song Xingyao on the screen.

After a while, she turned around and asked, "Is Mom back?"

Although Jiang Man didn't hear her son mention Song Xingyao, he never lied to Fu Xunzhi. Every time he saw Fu Xunzhi's clear eyes, he couldn't bring himself to lie to him.

Therefore, whenever Fu Xunzhi asked about anything related to Song Xingyao at home, he would answer seriously.

He never tried to deceive or hide anything from Song Xingyao just because he was a child, as if doing so would make up for the regret of not being open and honest with her before.

These were words he wanted to say to Song Xingyao through Fu Xunzhi.

The only photo hanging in the living room is of Song Xingyao; it's from the shop where Fu Siming found Song Xingyao to try on wedding dresses.

Because VIP photos cannot be processed at will, this gave him the opportunity to obtain them and have them printed.

She was smiling in that photo.

Fu Siming did not answer, because he did not know whether Song Xingyao had really returned.

I opened my phone's contacts and dialed the number, but it didn't connect.

He pressed the intercom. "Pei Jing, come in."

"Help me find out where Qiao Yiming is. I can't get in touch with her."

Pei Jing accepted the task, completely bewildered, not knowing why Fu Siming suddenly wanted to see Qiao Yiming, and was about to leave.

He added, "While you're at it, check if Song Xingyao has come back."

"Yes!" Despite the shock, the reaction was still quick.

At this moment, Qiao Yiming was having a wrap-up dinner with the crew, his phone lying behind him.

Sitting next to her was Song Xingyao, who had been forcibly dragged there.

Song Xingyao was just about to return to her residence when the phone rang.

Qiao Yiming's voice came over: "Sister Yaoyao, come on over. Although it's a wrap party, you've already met everyone. They're the staff from yesterday's filming. By the way, thank you for coming to the rescue yesterday."

"Come on, come on!" Qiao Yiming pleaded on the other end of the phone, and Song Xingyao could almost picture her expression.

Thinking that there was nothing else to do when I got back, I agreed.

Looking at the woman eating and drinking heartily beside her, Song Xingyao saw that she was no longer the queen of the world.

Seeing Song Xingyao eating quietly, her male partner sitting next to her brought over his cup.

"I heard you're Yiming's older sister. I'm Qimu, and I'm Yiming's co-star in this drama."

"Hello," Song Xingyao politely raised her glass in response.

The man was about to ask Song Xingyao for her contact information when Qiao Yiming walked over.

Having drunk a bit too much, she draped a sling over the man's shoulder: "Qi Mu! Don't even think about hitting on my sister Yao Yao, she's... hiccup... she's not a woman you can handle..."

Seeing her like this, Song Xingyao stood up and helped her up, "Alright, stop drinking!"

Turning to Qi Mu, who was standing to the side, she said, "Sorry, she's drunk. I'll take her home."

Seeing this, Anna came over to help, picking up her phone from the ground and putting it in her pocket.

Reluctantly, I dialed the number in my phone.

"President Qiao... Yiming is drunk."

He quickly gave a string of addresses and then hung up.

Because of Qiao Yiming's identity, the two sat at the door and waited.

Anna asked, "Ms. Song, thank you for your help. Yiming is like that. He's usually quite strict when filming, so he lets loose a little during breaks."

Song Xingyao smiled, "It's okay. She's a girl who loves to eat and play. It's great that she's found something she enjoys doing. I see that she looks very fulfilled and happy when she's filming."

"By the way, Miss Song, we've met a few times, but I still don't know your name!"

"Song Xingyao".

As he casually remarked, he was also smoothing Qiao Yiming's disheveled hair, who was slumped to the side.

Anna's eyes widened when she heard the name, and she finally realized where the strange sense of familiarity she had felt over the past few days had come from.

The incident caused quite a stir back then. Although I never met the person in person, I occasionally saw some blurry figures in the news.

But the name is resounding...

In that instant, Anna finally understood the true meaning behind Qiao Yiming's mischievous and meaningful expression...

"you……"

The restaurant door was pushed open, and Qiao Yiyang stood at the door, watching her younger sister slump against someone.

Just as he was about to step forward, he froze on the spot.

"you……"

Qiao Yiyang and Anna reacted remarkably in unison.

But Song Xingyao has gotten used to it. These days, whenever she encounters an old acquaintance, her reaction is even more intense than before.

Song Xingyao spoke first: "Long time no see. I didn't expect you to come pick me up in person. Yiming drank quite a bit. Remember to have someone make her some hangover soup when we get back."

Coming to her senses, Qiao Yiyang stepped forward to take the person and helped them up.

Anna assisted her from the side.

Because of the change in support, Qiao Yiming swayed uncomfortably, muttering, "Drink, keep drinking!"

She didn't linger long before Qiao Yiyang politely asked her, "Would you like me to take you home?"

"No need, I've already driven. I'll just find a designated driver to take the car back later."

"Okay, I'll be going now, thank you."

As always, they were very polite. After exchanging greetings, Anna helped the man into the car, her eyes avoiding his gaze.

Please, it wasn't me who made you drink it...

Anna thought to herself that she was still a little afraid of Qiao Yiyang, this doting brother.

After the car drove away, Song Xingyao realized her phone was missing...

I looked around my seat again, but couldn't find it.

Could it be that Anna casually took it just now?

This is a real problem. I've been drinking and can't drive, and my phone is missing.

Song Xingyao was worried about how to leave.

Qi Mu leaned over, looked at her, and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Yao Yao?"

He suddenly moved closer, his breath carrying a hint of alcohol.

This caused Song Xingyao to unconsciously distance herself from the other person.

"I think Anna took my phone. Could I borrow your phone to make a call?"

Qi Mu took his phone out of his pocket, and as Song Xingyao took it, her fingers inadvertently brushed against his palm.

It tickled his heart.

She suddenly tightened her grip, but Song Xingyao quickly snatched the phone back.

The line went dead, making her frown.

It seems like it won't be so easy to go back today.

Seeing her expression, Qi Mu mustered his courage and said, "I'll have my manager give you a ride home."