Chapter 162 "Okay, I understand."
The underwear ended up being thrown into the trash can.
Without it, Xia Mian wouldn't have been forced back to the master bedroom, and she wouldn't be awkwardly lying on the same big bed with Zhou Pingchuan like she is now.
In fact, he and Zhou Pingchuan had shared a bed more than once, and they had stayed together last night as well. But for some reason, Xia Mian always felt that there was a fundamental difference between sleeping in the master bedroom and the guest bedroom.
Guest rooms are for guests to sleep in, such as friends, classmates, family members, or even just someone picked up off the street.
However, the master bedroom is different; it can only be occupied by a couple or a married couple together.
In short... it's very strange.
Xia Mian shifted to the right, trying to get away from Zhou Pingchuan. Zhou Pingchuan, who happened to be awake, heard the noise beside him and asked, "What are your plans for the New Year?"
All things considered, there's less than a month left until the end of the year.
Xia Mian had really thought about this problem. When she wasn't live streaming, Xia Mian asked Zhao Wei to calculate the money she could earn before the end of the year, which would be enough to buy a sea-view apartment in the most prosperous area of Nangang.
Ren Xiping is getting old. Although she is in good health, the north is dry and cold, and the winter wind is like a knife cutting into your bones. It is definitely not as comfortable as Nangang, which is located in the tropics.
When he was very young, his parents bought an island near Nangang and built a villa on it. In the coldest part of winter, if business wasn't too busy, the three of them would go there for a few days to sunbathe and surf. His father loved to go fishing at sea, and his mother loved to dive. Her jet-black hair floated with the ocean currents, like a gentle mermaid.
Xia Mian hopes that Ren Xiping is healthy and can be happier.
Actually, after buying the sea-view apartment, he still had some money left. Ren Xiping lived in a poor urban village, and he had always wanted to bring her to live with him. However, he hadn't dared to do so before because he was afraid of being unemployed and burdening Ren Xiping.
Now... Zhou Pingchuan's behavior is still hard to understand, but to be honest, it's quite good for him.
We can start arranging house viewings now.
The only downside is that the remaining money is only enough to buy an older neighborhood if you want to pay in full. If you want to buy a newer neighborhood with a better environment, it's only enough for a down payment, and you'll have to find a mortgage loan from a bank for the rest.
Previously, Daddy's company had financing partnerships with banks, with the largest loan exceeding 30 billion yuan. But Young Master Xia has never borrowed a single penny.
Mortgage? What unfamiliar words!
Xia Mian sighed inwardly and told Zhou Pingchuan her plan in detail: "I have to decide based on the situation of the crew. If we can continue filming, we will definitely have to catch up on the schedule during the New Year and won't be able to take many days off. So I plan to go back to Xia Garden first to make a brief appearance, and then take my mother to Nangang to settle her in before visiting Aunt Xue. If Aunt Xue and my mother get along well, they might be able to keep each other company—I mean my adoptive mother."
Zhou Pingchuan was quite surprised to find Aunt Xue in Xia Mian's plans, which also indirectly proved that Aunt Xue hadn't misjudged the child.
"What if we don't continue filming?"
“If we don’t take pictures…” Xia Mian sighed, “then we’ll have more time. During the unemployment period, we can stay in Nangang with Mom and Aunt Xue, or visit more real estate agencies and look at more properties. Maybe we can find a good house without a mortgage.”
"Looking at apartments?"
“Yes, the conditions in the urban village where Mom lives are too poor, I want to get her a better house.”
When the word "mortgage" was mentioned, the boy's features furrowed, with a "worried brow" on the top and a "bitter face" on the bottom. The heavy burden of life was vividly reflected on the face of this pampered young master who had never suffered.
Zhou Pingchuan couldn't help but chuckle.
"So, do you prefer to continue filming or not?" Zhou Pingchuan asked again.
"Of course I want to film it," Xia Mian said without hesitation. "The script for Tianlong is pretty good. It doesn't make you stupid. The character I play isn't just a supporting role. He has his own personality and an unyielding persistence. The character arc is complete, and I really like him. Besides, I need to work and earn money."
"Xia Mian, do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Zhou Pingchuan corrected. "I can easily support you."
Who needs you to support them?
I have no desire to have anything to do with you.
Xia Mian silently complained in her heart, but said something nice: "I would rather enjoy the fruits of my labor."
Xia Mian used to save his contact as "ATM," and he just laughed it off. He never thought about how much he would want to go back to that position, or how difficult it would be for him to do so.
Whether it was from the cold or something else, Xia Mian pulled the blanket up high, covering half her face, leaving only her dark, jade-like eyes and fluffy, tousled hair showing. She was so well-behaved and adorable.
Zhou Pingchuan admired him for a while, then kissed the top of his head again, just like yesterday: "Okay, I understand. Good night."
What do you know? The seemingly well-behaved person hadn't stopped muttering to himself, and said with a smirk, "Goodnight."
The next day, Xia Mian called Zhao Wei first after getting up in the morning, asking Zhao Wei to help him inquire about real estate developments in Nangang and Beijing, since it was inconvenient for him to show his face as a public figure.
Zhao Wei had experience buying and selling real estate in Beijing, so he quickly found a reliable real estate agent.
Because both cities have property purchase restrictions, the real estate agent needs to see the homeowner's identity information. Zhao Wei asked Xia Mian for it, but Xia Mian searched for a long time and couldn't find the ID card.
Did it get left behind on set?
That shouldn't be possible.
He always kept his ID card with him, and after searching through it again, he still couldn't find it.
“The legal department should have a file on file. I’ll have them send a scanned copy to the agency. When you have time in the next couple of days, go and get a replacement,” Zhao Wei calmly instructed Xia Mian. “Hey, the producer of ‘Tianlong’ called. I’ll answer it first and then call you.”
Is there any news from the production team?
The call ended abruptly, and Xia Mian, without even looking for her ID card, waited anxiously.
Two minutes felt longer than a century.
When Zhao Wei called back, Xia Mian's palms were sweaty. As soon as he answered, before he could even ask anything, Zhao Wei's boisterous voice almost shattered his eardrums: "Xia, congratulations! Your efforts have paid off. Ji Cen has been confirmed to play the male lead in 'Legend of the Heavenly Dragon'!"
Ji...Cen? Upon hearing this name, Xia Mian happily spun around, then realized, "Senior Ji is famous for his serious dramas, and he just won Best Actor recently. Is what you told me really true?"
"Given Ji Cen's status, he really didn't need to take this role. But he did, and he'll probably be joining the crew in three days. Xia, you're so lucky!"
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