Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 472 Sisi Returns to China
Zhang Min picking up the passenger at the airport and Zhang Min picking up the passenger while holding her daughter are completely different in personality.

"She means she'll take Xiaoxue with her?" Liu Jing swallowed hard, seeking confirmation from his assistant. He couldn't have misheard, could he?

"Why don't you go after them and ask again?" Bai Bing was dumbfounded. This wasn't bowing down; it was clearly swaggering.

If she were Liu Yifei, and she got off the plane to see Liu Jing and Zhang Min with their child, a happy family of three, how would she feel? What am I? Did I become an outsider just because I went abroad? I went abroad, not left out.

"Is there some misunderstanding?" Liu Jing asked, puzzled. Could it be that something I didn't know had happened?

"I don't know as much as you do." Bai Bing pouted, thinking, "You made this mess, so you have to figure out how to fix it."

"She's creating news."

"The entertainment industry has been rather quiet lately."

"Xiaobai, you'll be the driver..."

"I'm sorry, I've been laid off."

Bai Bing wasn't going to get involved in this mess. She pulled her boss back to his seat and told him to continue showing her the documents.

While there was still some time, Liu Jing was reading the script for "Nie Xiaoqian".

It was decent, nothing particularly outstanding, but nothing particularly bad either.

It's not that there aren't any highlights. Lanruo Temple uses a combination of reality and illusion in its scenery. During the day, it's a ruin of broken walls and dilapidated walls, while at night it's a mysterious and eerie ghost realm.

Another point is that Nie Xiaoqian's fighting scenes are numerous, incorporating the ethereal feel of classical dance, with designs that intertwine light gauze and sword energy.

"Boss, how many times did you sleep with Li Yinxin?"

"I don't know..."

Liu Jingzheng was engrossed in reading the script, and the fighting scenes of Nie Xiaoqian appeared in his mind. Xiaolongnu + Yue Nu + Xiao Wei = Nie Xiaoqian.

The assistant suddenly asked a question, and the boss immediately brought it out. At least three times a day, who knows how many times in the end, he didn't count or keep track.

"Is it fun to trick me into talking?" Liu Jing glanced at him sideways, then put it on the tab for now. Qianqian would be back soon, so it was time to keep quiet.

"It's boring." Bai Bing was disheartened; knowing the answer had actually made it less interesting.

The night her boss slept with Lin Zhiling, she was thinking about a question: who can control such a capable scoundrel?
Min Zong? Impossible. Min Zong doesn't take this seriously, and sometimes even indulges it.

Yang Mi? Liu Shishi? Shu Chang? Gao Yuanyuan? Pang Bing? Hehe, some people don't want to care, some are too lazy to care, some meddle in the wrong things, and some want to care but can't.

When Liu Yifei was in China, her boss would still keep some money from her.

These days, with the emperor far away and the people out of control, bosses are no longer subject to their wives' authority. Like wild horses, kites with broken strings, or netizens online, they've gradually let themselves go.

Thankfully, Liu Yifei is coming back. If she had been gone for a year or two, the boss's fishpond would have been the entire entertainment industry.

We need to be careful in the future; we can't let Liu Yifei act in Wang Jiawei's films. It'll take her three to five years to make it big.

It seems that our little group really can't function without Liu Yifei, and it would be even worse to replace her with someone else.

"I'll discuss the scheduling of 'The Myth 2' and 'Nie Xiaoqian' with Huo Wenxi. That's good too, since Gulnazar is preparing for her art school entrance exams, it'll save her from being distracted." The assistant composed herself, thinking, "I can't control my boss anyway, I'll just do my job."

She didn't care how many women her boss had; she was worried about competitors emerging and squeezing out her own space to survive.

"Art exam?" Liu Jing was taken aback. Time flies so fast; this little girl is going to take the college entrance exam too.

"Don't worry, I've arranged professional teachers for her, all from the Beijing Film Academy. She has a dance background, is beautiful, and even has the title of 'Most Beautiful Xiao Zhao.' The art exam shouldn't be a problem; the main issue is her academic subjects. This girl's intelligence is inversely proportional to her looks; her grades are quite poor. She's full of energy when learning dance and acting, with her books spread out, but she becomes listless during academic classes. Other students grasp things instantly, but she doesn't understand anything at all." Bai Bing sighed, recalling how she used to love academic subjects the most when she was in school.

"She was even more naive than Jing Tian was when she was little. Jing Tian is still naive now, but she's not stupid. Jing Tian didn't like studying when she was little either, but she's changed a lot now," Liu Jing sighed. "Another one who's a bit slow on the uptake." Hopefully, Nazha will change like Jing Tian as she grows up.

"Haha, no wonder Jing Tian took a liking to Nazha at first sight. Could it be that she was reminded of herself when she was a child?" Bai Bing laughed.

She also has good friends, her best friend being Jing Tian. The embarrassing stories her best friend told her when she was little weren't something the boss complained about behind her back; they were stories Jing Tian told herself.

Whenever she thinks of Jing Tian's Jing and Liu Jing's Jing, she can imagine the boss's bewildered expression, and then she can't help but laugh.

She felt she could laugh at this joke for another twenty years.

The more I laughed, the funnier it became. Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective; the boss, oblivious to the true nature of the situation, couldn't see the real picture. Jing Tian has changed so much because she met someone willing to change for her. From the least educated person, she's almost become the most educated.

“Jing Tian just doesn’t like studying. Now she’s buried in books and is almost a great scholar. Na Zha, on the other hand, even if she studies, she won’t amount to much. There are many art schools. Even if she can’t get into the top three, there will always be a place for her.” Liu Jing secretly sighed for the silly beauty. “I don’t expect you to have excellent academic grades. Just passing the minimum requirement is enough.”

"She's got her eye on the Beijing Film Academy, and she won't go anywhere else." Bai Bing pouted. The girl wasn't eyeing the Beijing Film Academy at all; she was clearly eyeing her uncle.

She's so young and already wants to take shortcuts, wanting to be her own aunt. What will she be like when she grows up?

"That's ambitious," Liu Jing praised.

"I don't know who told me, but when her uncle was little, he would fall asleep as soon as he opened a book, so he prepared a broom handle for himself. Whenever he fell asleep, he would have someone hit him. Nazha followed suit and prepared one too. Whenever she got distracted, she would have her sister hit her." Bai Bing admired her; being a little slow is okay, the worst thing is not trying.

"That's a feather duster," Liu Jing said with a smile, recalling his childhood memories.

“Nazha is not as good as your cheap apprentice. Meng Ziyi is a bit simple-minded in his speech and actions, but he is very smart. Nazha, on the other hand, looks aloof, but she is actually a complete idiot, and genuinely stupid.” Bai Bing pursed her lips, unable to suppress a laugh. “Boss, I suddenly realized that you tend to attract a lot of goofballs. Jing Tian, ​​Xiao Dao, Shu Chang, and now Nazha and Ziyi. When I visited the set of ‘My Love from the Star,’ I found that Fat Bing plays goofballs very well, so I guess she is also very goofy in private.”

Actually, Liu Yifei is quite a goofball, but Bai Bing didn't dare say it.

Liu Jing sighed, "Zeng Li too, you're no worse than her."

Their conversation was interrupted by a phone call from Zhang Min.

She and Gao Yuanyuan washed the car, bought a large bouquet of flowers, and headed straight to the airport with a group of people.

Liu Jing wanted to say something, but there was a nanny in the car, so he had to keep quiet.

He guessed right; something had indeed happened.

Before returning to China, Sisi spoke with Zhang Min on the phone.

This was the first time the two had spoken on the phone since Xiaoxue's scandal broke. They didn't mention the controversy at all, but despite being on different planets, they brought up Li Yinxin's situation.

The phone call was initiated by Xixi, and she also brought up Li Yinxin's matter on her own initiative.

Li Yinxin was truly straightforward. Just two days after things got going, she directly confronted Qianqian, "I'm sorry, I did something I shouldn't have done. When I mentioned the pilgrimage to the West to him, we had a couple of drinks, and by some twist of fate, that's how things turned out. What do you need? It's not about buying wood from you, I can't afford that anyway. It's just that I did something I shouldn't have done, and I'll continue to do it in the future, so I want to make amends."

Is this something a human being would say? But considering what Li Yinxin has done, it doesn't seem like much.

"I want Everland, I want New Life Films, will you give them to me?" Sisi made an outrageous demand.

“Okay! I can’t give them to you right now, but I promise you, one day I will give them to you with both hands.” Li Yinxin agreed readily.

“You…” Sisi was speechless. She didn’t really want it, nor was she greedy for things that didn’t belong to her; she just wanted to make things difficult for the other person. “Whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I will give it to you. Compared to losing Mu Tou, I don’t want to lose you. He is my savior, and you are my spiritual salvation. He allowed me to live, and you allow me to live a more wonderful life.”

Li Yinxin received a Western education from a young age, and her straightforward and direct manner was very impactful to Xixi.

These are things I can't confide in Liu Jing, nor can I discuss with my best friend, and I certainly can't nag my mother about them.

After much thought, I suddenly realized that Zhang Min was the most suitable person.

She dumped all her troubles, anxieties, pain, sadness, and depression on Zhang Min, like throwing away trash.

Zhang Min was also feeling bad; she felt responsible for Xixi's situation.

She carefully chose her words, "If you want to be free from worries and no longer suffer from them, you'll have to leave the wood..."

“Impossible!” Sisi’s tone was firm. “The two of us are different from all of you. I am unique, and you are countless ones.”

"Since that's the case, why are you so upset?" Zhang Min didn't feel jealous. Unlike young girls like Yang Mi and Liu Shishi, she had already reached a different level.

Sisi remained silent. Zhang Min continued, "You can't change him, and you can't change yourself. Instead of making things difficult for yourself, you should pass the problem on to them. For example, Li Yinxin; she poses no threat to you. You can't guard against a thief for a thousand days if you're a thief yourself. Once this is out in the open, things will become clear. For example, Lin Zhiling..."

"Lin Zhiling?" Xixi interrupted loudly.

Zhang Min patted her cheeks. "Sister Li didn't even tell her daughter this, why are you being so nosy?" Now, things are really messed up; Li Yinxin's matter hasn't been clarified yet, and now Lin Zhiling is involved too.

Damn you, you never stop letting yourself go whenever Sisi is away for a while.

"What happened to Lin Zhiling? Did he take Lin Zhiling home?" Qianqian pressed.

Zhang Min could only exaggerate the danger of that day and recount it to Qianqian.

She was expecting a storm, but instead, a soft "oh" came from the other end: "Didn't Wood break her to pieces?"

Zhang Min asked in surprise, "You're not angry?"

"It's all just a fling, a fleeting affair, I can't stand it. As long as he doesn't bring women home, I don't care. He's got such high libido, finding a woman like that to vent on is better than ordering takeout and chicken." Sisi genuinely didn't care. If she brought a woman like that home, she wouldn't even need to lift a finger; those little bitches would beat her to death.

In a sense, the existence of people like Yang Mi and Liu Shishi acts as her firewall, complete with an automatic filtering function. She just needs to be careful not to get burned by the firewall; if anyone tries to get in, this wall is very strong.

The two chatted about Li Yinxin for a while longer, and Qianqian gradually calmed down. Actually, Zhang Min didn't say anything; she had found her own balance.

Finally, Zhang Min said she would pick up Qianqian from the airport tomorrow, and Qianqian said, "I haven't seen Xiaoxue in a long time, sister, why don't you bring her tomorrow?"

Zhang Min felt it was inappropriate, but Qianqian didn't care. "If you want her to live in the sunshine, then take her out to get more sunshine."

Liu Jing was unaware of all this. Standing at the arrival gate surrounded by onlookers, he felt extremely uncomfortable and restless, and made several attempts to urinate.

Finally, Xixi appeared. She bypassed Liu Jing and hugged Zhang Min and Xiaoxue tightly. Xiaoxue also obliged, reaching out her little hands from her mother's arms, wanting her aunt to hold her.

Zhang Min didn't give way, but stepped back a few steps, leaving space for Liu Jing.

He rushed over with the flowers in hand, hugging them tightly as if he wanted to meld them into his body. "I missed you."

"A happy family of three, would you miss me?" Sisi teased.

Her resentment gradually dissipated in a hug.

Forget it! I knew he was this kind of person all along, so what's there for me to be angry about?

However, you may escape the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Don't you like women? This time, I'll let you have your fill.

“Even if there are a hundred people, without your bite, it’s not a family,” Liu Jing replied.

"You're good at talking. I'll deal with you tonight."

The two embraced, and screams erupted around them, completely drowning out the whispering.

After letting go, Sisi handed the suitcase to Liu Jing, holding flowers in one hand and waving in all directions.

On the way back, the weather was calm. Sisi held Xiaoxue in her arms and chatted and laughed with Zhang Min, sharing interesting stories from filming "Inception".

Back home, after tidying up a bit, the young couple went to Sister Li's place to arrange for Liu Jing to come to Jiangcheng after his birthday party.

Sister Li cooked a delicious meal herself, and the family of three enjoyed a warm and cozy dinner.

The evenings were also harmonious; Sisi was like a female knight, reaping the rewards of several months' worth of public funds.

The night was silent, only the chaotic and disorderly sounds of the piano.

The next day, Sisi was refreshed and radiant. She took Liu Jing shopping and bought some clothes. Then they went to the amusement park, where she rode the ice skating, roller coaster, and pendulum ride even better than Liu Jing.

She was shouting and yelling, completely losing her angelic demeanor. She was having a blast; anyone who didn't know better would think it was her birthday.

As Liu Jing emerged from the amusement park, he breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the commotion had ended quietly.

He was secretly pleased with himself. If he weren't afraid that Qianqian would see through his smugness, he would have loved to compose a poem to calm the storm.

"Happy birthday, Wood. You'll be twenty-two after today," Sisi said with a hint of sarcasm.

Liu Jing immediately understood and sighed, "Yes! I'm twenty-two now, which is the legal marriage age. How about we find a time next year to get a marriage certificate?"

"Dream on. I don't want my life restricted by a little notebook." Qianqian laughed, quite pleased with Liu Jing's tact. She didn't want to get it, nor would she, but Liu Jing couldn't leave it unmentioned.

"Not accepting it?" Liu Jing asked in surprise.

"We won't get married now, but the first person you get married to can only be me."

Back in the car, Sisi took a box out of the trunk; it was her gift.

"This gift... is really precious." Liu Jing opened the box and was almost blinded by its brilliance.

Inside is a Golden Rooster Award trophy, quite heavy, weighing at least three or four pounds.

The base is engraved with the words, "At twenty-one, we stood shoulder to shoulder through thick and thin. At the twenty-seventh Golden Rooster Awards, we admired the scenery hand in hand. To our dear Mr. Liu, a memento of the 2009 Golden Rooster Awards."

“It’s a 1:1 replica of the trophy, weighing 2000g. If you feel bad about it, I can reimburse you,” Sisi replied.

"Let's go! I'll treat you to dinner tonight, order whatever you like." Liu Jing fastened his seatbelt, waved his hand, and signaled to set off.

At this moment, he was in high spirits, the crisis was completely over, and a happy life was about to begin.

"No need, Yang Mi will treat us tonight." Qianqian smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)