The most famous programs of the 1987 Spring Festival Gala were Fei Xiang's two songs, "Hometown Clouds" and "A Fire in Winter." Xiao Jin could no longer contain her excitement and pulled Zhou Yue to look at the handsome man.

"Wow, he's so handsome." Qin Xiaoyu instantly turned into a fangirl, but as soon as she said it, she was in A Lei's arms. What did it mean that his hand was on her neck?

“I’ll allow you to say it again,” Are said, his face ashen.

"He's really handsome! But compared to you, he's nowhere near as good!" Qin Xiaoyu still had her survival instincts.

With her neck loosened, she was free. Actually, if you look closely, although Fei Xiang is very handsome, compared to her A Lei, he really is a little bit lacking.

Since the Spring Festival Gala ended, Xiao Jin has become a broken record, going to Beijing to see Fei Xiang.

Deng Jianyan, having been worn down to no end, snapped, "Beijing is a huge city. Do you think Fei Xiang is some stone lion on the Yongding Bridge, sitting there waiting for you to see him? Don't dream about it."

Qin Xiaoyu laughed heartily, and Zhou Yue glared at her, "Don't make a fuss, this is about educating a child."

“Look at my child, they don’t follow celebrities.”

She couldn't just say that. As soon as she finished speaking, her younger sister came over with a sketchbook and showed Xiao Jin the sketches she had drawn.

My sister's skills are really good; the black and white portrait of Fei Xiang is even cooler.

"Isn't he handsome? Alex, you're sure you can get his autograph, right?" the girl ordered without even lifting her eyelids.

Qin Xiaoyu glanced at Deng Jianyan and Zhou Yue, who were gloating, and took a big bite of the frozen pear.

In the blink of an eye, A Lei was gone. Qin Xiaoyu went back to his room to look for him, and as soon as she entered, she heard him on the phone, "I need ten autographed photos of Fei Xiang, by air, of course. My daughter is in a hurry. Uh, twenty, in case she wants to give them to her classmates or something..."

What happened to gender equality? I'm determined not to be a doting father to my daughter.

The tables always turn quickly. Because the official fashion show was scheduled for the Lantern Festival, Qin Xiaoyu recalled all the models from the fifth day of the first lunar month to begin training.

This training was different from the previous ones; it was completely secret. The doors and windows were tightly closed, and even the loud music that used to occasionally emanate from the room had disappeared.

The young girls in the modeling team were full of excitement, but they kept their mouths shut; no one could get any information out of them.

Everyone knows Qin Xiaoyu is doing something big, but nobody knows what it is.

That day, Qin Xiaoyu was going to give a speech on stage. She was writing and scribbling with her pen in her mouth, but in the end, she called the provincial capital and asked Sister Zhang for help.

Without hesitation, Sister Zhang immediately agreed. Soon after, Qin Xiaoyu received a fax containing a speech draft handwritten by Sister Zhang.

This half-page draft is a testament to the prowess of a seasoned office worker who has dedicated most of his life to writing. Because a leader was to speak before it, the draft couldn't be too long, nor too short, lest Qin Xiaoyu appear disrespectful.

Another aspect is her understanding of national policies; she must be able to see right through them so that everyone can feel her determination to implement reforms.

"Sister Zhang, thank you so much! I don't know what I would have done without your help!" Qin Xiaoyu wanted to hug her even through the phone line.

"Why are you being so polite with me? It's good that it's useful. Just call me if you need anything like this in the future. I can write it in a flash, but you're wasting a lot of time. Your time is precious, so do something worthwhile," Sister Zhang said seriously.

"Big sister, I have so many important things to do today, I'm exhausted," Qin Xiaoyu said in a coquettish tone.

"I'm telling you to focus on having children, to have them sooner rather than later, it's the important thing! It's a bit late for a woman to have children after thirty, don't delay..."

"..." Qin Xiaoyu was caught off guard by her sudden braking. What was going on?

"Sister, you should retire soon and come help me."

"There are still two years left, and I'm afraid you won't want me anymore by then."

"Even if we wanted to, we couldn't get her to come!" Sister Zhang trusted Qin Xiaoyu's words; they were practically sworn brothers, and their bond was very deep.

Xiao Mengting also came back for the New Year. There was hardly anyone at home, so Commander Wang simply invited her to come over and join them.

"My martial uncle has been asking about you. He heard you're going to put on a fashion show, and he wants to come watch." Xiao Mengting told Qin Xiaoyu this first, probably to see her reaction.

"Come on in, welcome." Qin Xiaoyu wasn't afraid; she would avoid any appearance of impropriety.

She simply never considered avoiding any appearance of impropriety with Lu Di. Lu Di was so focused on his work that he had transcended mundane matters like gender.

Recently, the government has issued numerous documents and policies regarding reforms. Qin Xiaoyu felt the same pressure she had when she was in school, like when she attended political classes. To save herself the trouble, she went directly to Lu Di to ask him.

Lu Di was very patient with her, explaining things carefully over the phone. Qin Xiaoyu never dreamed in her previous life that after her rebirth, she would have a two-hour phone call with a provincial leader, discussing socialist construction and reform and opening up.

When Qin Xiaoyu hung up the phone, her hand was sore. Laifu, who had been sleeping at her feet, stood up when she got up and led her forward a few steps. Only then did she realize that A Lei had been quietly watching TV, almost disappearing into the screen.

"You watch the news broadcast too?" Qin Xiaoyu almost spat out her coffee.

"Stop drinking, don't you want to sleep tonight?" A Lei snatched it away without any politeness.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Qin Xiaoyu had discovered something new; A Lei's face looked a bit sour.

“If I were on the phone with a woman for two hours, you could blow this house up,” A Lei said bluntly.

"Hey! You need to be reasonable, I'm talking about work!" Qin Xiaoyu jumped up.

"What's there to talk about with this job? If you don't understand anything, just ask me." A Lei was quite jealous.

Qin Xiaoyu was confused. Shouldn't she, a Scorpio, be the one who was jealous? Why was it changed to a clumsy Taurus? Her ability to change people was still quite strong.

"It's like you'd understand if I asked you a question..." Qin Xiaoyu finally realized that this guy was watching TV every day to study policies?

Has she transformed a capitalist prince into someone who is both politically sound and professionally competent?

"Actually, you don't need to work so hard. You could call and talk to your aunt and uncle." Qin Xiaoyu also had her own selfish motives; understanding more about national policies would only benefit her business.

“They’ve always been wary of me, as if I’d do something detrimental to the country. They’re staunch proletarian fighters,” Are said, feeling aggrieved.

"But they helped you get a thousand invoices."

"That's a minor matter, it won't harm the country, they know what they're doing."

Qin Xiaoyu was so happy her stomach hurt. If anyone told her that A Lei's relatives were heartless and unreasonable, she would be the first to disagree. What a lovely family they were, loving and fighting each other.