How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 414 The Most Disliked Actress's Mother in the Entertainment Industry (26)
Zhu Wen opened the door and went inside, only to find the living room empty.

Is Zhai Ling in the bedroom?
Thinking this, Zhu Wen also walked towards the bedroom.

The door appeared to be closed at first glance.

But in reality, a crack was left in the door.

It's like Zhai Ling wanted to cause trouble, but was afraid Zhu Wen wouldn't go in, so she deliberately left a little gap and room for maneuver.

Zhu Wen saw through Zhai Ling's little scheme and couldn't help but laugh.

Her soft laughter was exceptionally clear and distinct in the quiet room.

So, as soon as Zhu Wen went inside, Zhai Ling's muffled voice immediately came from under the covers—

"What are you laughing at? Am I that funny?"

Zhu Wen's tone was relaxed and confident:
"Hmm, you're wrapped up so tightly in your blanket, you look like a silkworm."

Zhai Ling angrily twisted and turned in the blanket, seemingly trying to break free from its restraints.

As a result, she clung to him so tightly that the more he twisted and turned, the harder it was for him to break free.

A moment later, the blanket remained rolled up and frozen in place.

From inside came Zhai Ling's soft, frustrated and embarrassed voice pleading for help:

"Help, help me..."

Zhu Wen suppressed a laugh and went to help her untie the blanket.

Zhu Wen was strong, and with a little effort, he easily pulled Zhai Ling out.

Zhai Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Zhu Wen's expression out of the corner of her eye.

If Zhu Wen dared to laugh at this moment, Zhai Ling would definitely throw a tantrum!
Fortunately, Zhu Wen did not laugh.

She pulled Zhai Ling out of bed and asked calmly:
What would you like to eat for breakfast? How about noodles?

Zhai Ling observed her carefully for a long time, and only after confirming that Zhu Wen was not laughing at her did she hum twice.

"Noodle?"

Zhai Ling was about to refuse, saying that too many carbohydrates would make her gain weight.

But when I think about how I'm planning to retire from the entertainment industry anyway, what's wrong with gaining a little weight?
Unlike before, when the company would send an assistant who would casually follow you around with a scale, weighing you ten times a day, and you would be severely criticized with PUA rhetoric if you gained even half a pound.

Even though she didn't agree with these words, she still couldn't help feeling sad and self-deprecating, secretly cursing herself for not having even this much self-control...

But it's different now.

She just wants to eat carbs!
Long live carbohydrates!

"eat!"

Zhai Ling, barefoot, strode confidently into the kitchen.

Zhu Wen pulled her back abruptly:

"Put your shoes on!"

Zhai Ling muttered a complaint:
"I never wear shoes at home!"

Zhu Wen remained calm:
"Now you have it. Cold starts from the feet, and only you can take good care of your own body."

Zhai Ling muttered to herself:

"You talk like one of those nagging mothers!"

Zhu Wen tilted his head slightly:

"Am I not your mother?"

Zhai Ling was speechless. In the end, she obediently put on her shoes and followed Zhu Wen to the kitchen.

Upon reaching this point, Zhai Ling suddenly remembered:

"Oh no, there's nothing in the house!"

For the past few days, she's been eating bread and biscuits as her only food, and she's in such a bad mood that she hasn't even bothered to order takeout. Anyway, after years of controlling her weight, her body has long since lost the feeling of being full; hunger is the norm, and she doesn't even feel hungry.

Zhu Wen looked around:

"Oh? Didn't you say you ordered takeout last night?"

Zhai Ling was visibly flustered when her lie was suddenly exposed.
"I...I've already thrown it out..."

Zhu Wen had already seen through her guilty conscience, but he didn't expose her.

She simply walked back to the door and brought in the several large bags of groceries she had bought on the way:
"Well, I've been ready for a while now."

Zhu Wen's composure and calmness gradually brought a sense of order to Zhai Ling's chaotic mind.

Zhai Ling began to follow behind Zhu Wen, watching her fill the empty cabinets little by little.

Originally, this home was just a place to stay. Zhai Ling spent most of the year staying in hotels arranged by the film crew, so there was basically nothing in the house related to daily life. Every time she came back, the house was deserted.

But now, Zhu Wen's things have been imbued with the warmth of everyday life in every corner. Zhai Ling suddenly realized how concrete life is. Throughout the process, the corners of her mouth had turned up countless times, and her mood was extremely pleasant.

Zhu Wen saw this and knew Zhai Ling's personality. If she exposed her, Zhai Ling would definitely feel embarrassed and then avoid the situation like an ostrich.

So she didn't say anything, but let Zhai Ling follow silently and even directed her to do things.

Zhai Ling didn't utter a single complaint. She did whatever Zhu Wen asked her to do, and was extremely obedient!

It was at this time that Zhu Wen brought it up, seemingly unintentionally:
"Oh right, didn't I say yesterday that I had a job interview? I almost forgot to tell you, I got the job."

Zhai Ling paused, her eyes beginning to dart around:
"Oh? What kind of job?"

Zhu Wen casually remarked:
"I'm acting in a film crew. The director's name is Xu Qing. I don't know if you know him..."

"How could I not know him! Xu Qing is a genius director that every actor in the industry wants to work with!"

Zhai Ling couldn't help but raise her voice, but then regretted it and stammered an explanation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you, I just... I just felt you should have told me sooner."

In fact, Zhai Ling had already seen the news last night.

She recognized her mother in the photo at a glance, and many guesses flashed through her mind.

She was so confused that she wondered if Zhu Wen had only approached her to get into the entertainment industry and act in films...

But then she thought about it again, and realized that Xu Qing, the director Zhu Wen was now working with, was someone she didn't have the connections or resources to work with.

Given her current situation, where does she get the confidence to help Zhu Wen?

Then she remembered Xie Huan, whom Zhu Wen had mentioned on the phone the night before.

Born into the Xie family, with his uncle being the renowned Mr. Xie, he is now very dependent on Zhu Wen…

Could it be that this Miss Xie deliberately gave out this resource to repay Zhu Wen?
What about her?
Now we've hit rock bottom, we have nothing left, not even money.

Compared to Xie Huan, what makes her worthy of being Zhu Wen's daughter?

……

Zhai Ling didn't know where to begin, but she didn't want to keep quiet.

It's strange, but Zhai Ling has never opened up to other people so easily.

The only exception was Zhu Wen.

This is probably the power of blood ties...

Anyway, Zhai Ling was speaking in a rambling, incoherent tone, voicing all her random thoughts, many of which were her own negative speculations.

When Zhai Ling came to her senses, she herself regretted saying so much. She should have concealed or embellished things...

"Thank you for telling me this."

Zhu Wen's voice was surprisingly gentle, which immediately calmed Zhai Ling's flustered heart.

Zhu Wen grasped Zhai Ling's shoulders, stared into her eyes, and slowly said:

"But Xiaoling, you are my daughter, regardless of whether you are of any use to me. No matter what you look like, you are my daughter."