spring bite mark

Chapter 28 Birth
The awards ceremony.

Before the awards ceremony, there's a free time for interviews and photo shoots that celebrities love. Countless cameras are pointed at the stage, and after walking the red carpet, the stars begin their second round of vying for attention.

Amidst a sea of ​​low-cut, sexy evening gowns, Sena's starry blue, traditional Chinese-style lace-up dress attracted several camera shots, with even a crew member on set unable to resist commenting:
"Miss Sena, who designed this dress for you? I never expected the blue and white porcelain pattern to shine so brightly against the starry blue background..."

Sena politely cooperated with the photographer's angle: "It's a brand called Twilight Cicada, and I really like their style."

Another staff member chimed in: "Twilight Cicada? Never heard of it. But the fact that they thought of embroidering a vermilion bird on the hem of a skirt, the combination of the vermilion bird and blue-and-white porcelain, is truly stunning..."

Sena flashed an even more beautiful smile, turning around and striking various poses. Flashbulbs kept focusing on her. Although she couldn't compare to the big stars standing in the center, she still attracted a considerable amount of popularity.

But soon, a sarcastic voice rang out: "Senna, you've been short on resources lately? So poor you can't even afford a designer dress? You could rent one, that's better than wearing a cheap one!"

Sena glanced at the other person: "I don't have as many sugar daddies as the big star Shen, and I'm not willing to spend money on you."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The other person glared at her fiercely, and the next moment, he winked at a few minor celebrities next to him. A group of flamboyant celebrities squeezed over and unceremoniously blocked all of Sena's shots.

Sena's expression grew cold. The next moment, she lifted her skirt and walked to the side, only to have it stepped on by someone.

tear-

A clear sound of fabric tearing rang out.

Sena paused, then picked up a glass of red wine from the side and poured it over the troublesome actress!

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

But this chaos gave the media a jolt.

Several media outlets that were originally broadcasting live about the top-tier luxury gowns of A-list female celebrities turned their cameras on the chaotic corners.

"The camera's on!" Inside the beverage shop, Shan Shan, who was watching the live stream, exclaimed in surprise, her expression changing slightly. "What just happened? Sena's dress was torn!"

Ayla looked at the composed Jiang Manman: "Boss, what should we do?"

As Jiang Manman scrolled through the live stream, amidst the chaotic scene, Sena confronted two or three female celebrities opposite her with a grim expression. Most of the time, it was the female celebrity opposite her who had been splashed with red wine who was causing the scene, while Jiang Manman just stood there alone, holding her dress with heartache, tears welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Manman sighed softly, "Don't worry about it, Sena did it on purpose."

Ayla was puzzled: "Boss, how did you know it was intentional?"

"Given her personality, she would never compromise herself in front of a star of the same caliber." Jiang Manman watched for a while longer, then chuckled softly. "She's the actress."

"But our dresses..."

“She paid the final payment, so she has the right to dispose of the dress. Besides, the tattered dress will generate more buzz, which is good for both her and Mu Chan.”

After Jiang Manman finished speaking, she turned off the live stream, stood up, and said, "This farce isn't going to end anytime soon, so I'm not watching anymore. I'll just wait for the film festival's trending topics later."

"Boss, will you still watch the awards ceremony later?"

"No, thank you." Jiang Manman pointed to her phone. "I have dinner plans with someone."

On my phone, three missed calls were prominently displayed at the top of the call log, each labeled:

Husband #1, Husband #2, Husband #3

Ayla was stunned for a moment: "Boss, you have three husbands?"

Jiang Manman's eyes crinkled with laughter, her voice tinged with a hint of teasing: "Guess?"

Just then, the fourth call came in.

Jiang Manman waved goodbye to the group, walked out of the beverage shop, and answered the phone. On the other end, Yan Changye's voice carried a distinct resentment: "What is Madam busy with? I called you with three different phones and you wouldn't answer."

"I had something to do," Jiang Manman said casually. "Where are we having dinner tonight?"

"Go to the old house, the old man wants us to go back for a simple meal." Yan Changye said casually, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"I'm sending you my location now."

Half an hour later, Yan Changye picked up Jiang Manman and headed to the Yan family's old residence.

The old house was built halfway up the mountain; it was large in scale and heavily fortified.

When the two arrived at the villa, a large group of servants had already set out the food. Old Master Yan sat in the main seat, with his wife Sun Bei sitting beside him.

Yan Changye pulled Jiang Manman to sit down at the furthest point from Old Master Yan.

Old Master Yan looked at him with disdain: "Sitting so far away, do you think I'm a tiger?"

Yan Changye gave a soft "oh": "Isn't this because I was afraid of disturbing your time with your little wife?"

Old Master Yan's face darkened: "You worthless wretch!"

Jiang Manman greeted politely, "Dad, Aunt Sun."

Yan Changye didn't call anyone; he just sat there calmly, elegantly serving soup to Jiang Manman.

Sun Bei smiled ingratiatingly: "The night is long. I personally picked out this old hen soup from the market. Try it and see if it tastes fresh."

Yan Changye paused in serving the soup, but didn't touch the bowl again. Instead, he served Jiang Manman other dishes.

Sun Bei's expression darkened slightly, and she stood up to leave, saying, "Master, I'll go check if the shark fin soup in the kitchen is ready."

After she left the restaurant, Old Master Yan snorted at Yan Changye: "Sun Bei has been trying to please you all these years. Even a stone would have been warmed by now."

Yan Changye chuckled: "Alright, I don't want to talk to you about her. What did you want to bring me back for?"

"Do I need a reason to ask my son and daughter-in-law to come home for a meal?"

Yan Changye's eyes were slightly cold: "Don't try to play the emotional card with me."

Grandpa Yan glared at him: "I saw that the seventh grandson of Old Zhu next door was born a couple of days ago. I hope that when you come next time, you can bring me some good news."

Jiang Manman froze as she picked up some food.

Yan Changye retorted impatiently, "I won't have children."

"The Yan family business is so large, it must have an heir." Old Master Yan gave a firm order, "You've been married for five years, it's time to prepare to be a father. If I don't have a grandson within two years, you can forget about sitting in the chairman's position."

"It's just an heir, you can have your own child too," Yan Changye suggested seriously. "Your little wife isn't much older than me, she can have as many as you want."

Old Master Yan's face turned ashen with rage: "If I could give birth to one—"

Hearing the commotion in the kitchen, Sun Bei quickly came out to comfort Old Master Yan. Yan Changye glanced at Old Master Yan's unpleasant expression, then stopped trying to upset him and simply ate his meal in a nonchalant manner.

The meal ended hastily.

After finishing their meal, Yan Changye didn't linger and left with Jiang Manman.

On the way back to Mansion No. 1, Yan Changye noticed that Jiang Manman looked preoccupied and raised an eyebrow: "Are you unhappy because you're being pressured to have a baby?"

(End of this chapter)