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Anyone could hear the displeasure in Han Yi's tone. Chen Jinfei was about to explode in anger when Liu Xiaoli interrupted him:

"Han Yi, is the same as Er Dong Chen, the same as Jin in today, and the same as Fei in flying."

"Oh—it's Cheng Jin Fei."

Han Yi pulled Liu Yifei, who had been looking down, to sit down, and then gave Liu Xiaoli a kind look, gesturing for her to sit as well.

Chen Jinfei, standing to the side, had a livid face, but could only sit down angrily and raise his hand to call the waiter to order.

Han Yi raised his hand at the same time and said to the waiter, "Why don't you wait a bit before ordering? I'm worried that if we order too much, we won't be able to finish it because we're short one person."

After saying that, he gestured for the waiter to leave first.

Now only four people remained in the private room. Han Yi cut to the chase, getting straight to the point:

"Originally, Xixi told me that my aunt was inviting me to dinner. I thought it was fine, so I agreed. But now that there's suddenly one more person at the dinner, I've lost my appetite."

Liu Yifei reached under the table and gently pulled Han Yi's hand, trying to explain in a voice only she could hear.

Han Yi patted the back of her hand, his gaze fixed on Chen Jinfei, and asked without any pretense:

"How about this, Mr. Chen Fei, let's clear up what we need to talk about first, and then see if we can continue this meal?"

Liu Xiaoli stood aside, not daring to speak, thinking to herself: Last year when I saw him teaching Xixi how to move around at the Beijing Film Studio, and when he visited the set of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", Han Yi wasn't like this at all. How come his aura has become so powerful after winning the Palme d'Or?

If Han Yi knew what she was thinking, he would be absolutely delighted. He was simply dissatisfied with the restaurant. When the waiter led him in, he saw that both sides of the corridor were filled with private rooms named after the Eight Banners, and he immediately realized that this was a restaurant named after the Manchu banners.

If it weren't for the relatively neutral name "Tingyuxuan," he wouldn't have even stepped inside. Of course, it's also possible that Chen Jinfei wasn't qualified to enter the Eight Banners private room.

As for Xiao Liu, she was completely dumbfounded. She originally thought Han Yi was angry because there was another person in the room, but Han Yi was tickling and pinching her hand, making her feel itchy and she didn't have the mind to think about it anymore.

Hearing Han Yi's arrogant words, Chen Jinfei's temper flared up, and he slammed his hand on the table:

"And this is supposed to be a big-name director? He can't see any of the manners of a young person!"

"Chen Fei, do I know him?"

Han Yi immediately retorted, then stood up and clapped his hands; Liu Yifei's palms were sweaty.

"Since there's nothing else, I don't see any need for dinner. Goodbye."

Liu Xiaoli stood up instantly, grabbed Han Yi's arm, and said softly:

"Han Yi, something's come up...it's about Qianqian. Can we sit down and talk?"

Seeing her like this, Han Yi's heart softened: Alas, the hearts of parents are always full of love and worry. It's all for the sake of their children.

He sat down, directly interrupting Chen Feiji who was about to speak:

"You all come to me with the same things: either you ask if I have a suitable role for Sissi, or you want me to create a movie just for Sissi, like 'Selaginella'..."

Liu Yifei lowered her head, a big question mark appearing on her forehead: How come what my senior said is exactly the same as what I overheard?

Liu Xiaoli asked curiously, "Han Yi, how did you know? I haven't told Qianqian yet!"

Han Yi leaned back in his chair, while Xiao Xiong shrugged. "I'm a director. What else could they want with me for dinner? It can't be just to catch up, can it?"

He looked at Liu Yifei: "Qianqian, am I right?"

Liu Yifei, who had been looking down for a long time, suddenly raised her head. The light from the chandelier fell on Han Yi's face, adding a layer of softness to his handsome features.

Her face flushed, and she stammered:

"No...that's not it...I let it slip on the phone with Changchang, and they...they insist that I treat you to dinner..."

There's no need to continue this discussion now.

Han Yi got up and left.

Liu Yifei strode after him, completely ignoring the two people remaining in the private room.

"What a mess this is!" Liu Xiaoli clapped her hands and sighed dejectedly.

Chen Jinfei comforted her, "It's okay, Xiaoli, it's just a Palme d'Or. I'll ask Brother Kai later, and he can get a role for Xixi too."

Liu Xiaoli silently rolled her eyes and ignored him.

……

Outside the restaurant, Liu Yifei quickly caught up with him, her long legs carrying her breath.

"S-Senior, I didn't mean to... Can you please not be angry?"

Han Yi was just planning his film adaptation for Cannes next year, and his relationship with Maggie Cheung for the Best Actress award, when he didn't notice her following him. Suddenly realizing what was happening, he turned around.

The two collided head-on.

"What did you just say?"

Han Yi lowered his head and gently rubbed the small bump that had just appeared on her forehead.

Liu Yifei's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked aggrieved.

"Senior, don't be angry... It was the godfather who asked me to make this appointment with you. I was too embarrassed to say it directly, so I used my mother as an excuse... Please don't be angry, okay?"

Han Yi rubbed her head: "What's the big deal? I'm not angry, it's for another reason. Just say it next time."

"What's the reason?" Liu Yifei asked curiously, covering her forehead with one hand.

"That's a long story..."

Han Yi pulled her along as they walked, saying:

"Do you know the history of this restaurant? It was left behind by the Manchu Eight Banners, and they call themselves the Imperial Chefs. Forget about it! What kind of delicious food could the Manchus possibly have? They're just piggybacking on our Han cuisine… Besides, that Da Yu'er cheated on Dorgon…"

The two walked for almost two miles before stopping.

Han Yi's appetite was immediately whetted when he saw an authentic Shijiazhuang beef noodle shop in Anhui.

"Sissi, do you like noodles?"

Liu Yifei smelled the aroma of the braised broth wafting from the shop, her mouth watering involuntarily. She nodded repeatedly, "Shall we eat this?"

"OK!"

The two entered the shop. Han Yi ordered as usual: "A bowl of flat noodles, plus two catties of beef. Fry extra dried chili peppers, and finally add a braised egg and a piece of dried tofu."

Liu Yifei chimed in from the side, "This one, this one, we want this one too!"

Before long, two bowls of rich and spicy noodles were served.

Han Yi's bowl of noodles was topped with a generous amount of braised beef brisket cut into neat small cubes, freshly scooped out of the soup pot and steaming hot.

Liu Yifei picked up a noodle that was slightly narrower than her waistband, looking troubled and unsure where to start eating.

Han Yi smiled and picked up his long chopsticks: "Watch me."

He picked up his chopsticks and stirred the noodles, burying the beef brisket at the bottom of the bowl so that every strand of noodle was coated in the rich broth. He picked up a noodle and slurped it up; the noodles were chewy and springy, with a strong aroma of wheat.

I picked up another piece of beef brisket, along with some crispy fried dried chilies, and put it in my mouth, chewing it thoroughly. Finally, I took a sip of the hot soup, which warmed me from my throat all the way to my stomach, and a slight sweat broke out on my forehead.

That was amazing...

Liu Yifei tried a bite just like him, and her eyes lit up with a satisfied smile.

"Delicious!"

Han Yi chuckled, picked up a few cloves of garlic from the bar basket, peeled them clean, and handed them over: "You have to have this with your noodles, try it."

Liu Yifei smiled as she took the raw garlic, chewed it, and her face immediately changed color.

"Quick, slurp up some noodles!"

She quickly ate a few bites of noodles and it took her a while to recover.

Her chubby cheeks were slightly sweaty. She fanned herself with her little hands and exhaled, saying:

"So delicious...so satisfying!"

Han Yi smiled like a loving father and added, "Eating more garlic is good; it kills germs. Guaranteed you won't catch a cold again!"

"Okay! Give me another petal!" Liu Yifei nodded with a smile.

The following day, June 2nd.

The Intouchables has its world premiere.

Han Yi declined Han Shanping's suggestion to hold a grand premiere, only agreeing to hold a celebration banquet after the film's release if it performed well.

Early in the morning, the Wudaokou Cinema in the HD district was already packed with people.

With the buzz still fresh from Han Yi's Palme d'Or, Best Director, and Best Actor wins at Cannes, audience enthusiasm is at an all-time high.