Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

The plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

The moment the cabin door opened, a biting winter wind from Beijing rushed in.

Yang Mi subconsciously shrank her neck.

Gu Heng very naturally took off the gray scarf from his neck and wrapped it around her neck.

I told you to wear more clothes.

His body heat still lingered on the scarf, along with a faint scent of soap.

Yang Mi buried half of her face in the soft scarf, leaving only her eyes showing.

"With you as my portable hand warmer, why would I need to wear so many layers?"

As he exited the airport, Gu Heng hailed a taxi.

"Master, Nanluoguxiang."

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The two got out of the car, and Yang Mi, who knew the way well, wanted to go into Gu Heng's yard.

"Hey, why don't you go home and visit your aunt and uncle first?" Gu Heng said, pulling her back with a wry smile.

"It won't make a difference if we wait a little longer."

Yang Mi shook off his hand and ran into the Gu family's gate in a flash.

Gu Heng shook his head and followed.

In the living room, Gu Heng's mother, Liu Jing, was directing his father, Gu Jianjun, to clean the windows.

When she saw Yang Mi come in, her face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Oh my, my precious daughter is back!"

Liu Jing pulled Yang Mi over and looked her up and down.

"You've lost weight! You must have suffered a lot while filming outside, right?"

Yang Mi immediately switched to her coquettish mode, clinging to Liu Jing's arm and complaining.

"Auntie, Gu Heng bullies me every day on set!"

Gu Jianjun, who was wiping the glass, glared at his son who had just entered the room upon hearing this.

"You brat, are you bullying Mimi again?"

Gu Heng was too lazy to argue, so he put down his backpack and rolled up his sleeves.

"Mom, is there anything else I haven't tidied up? I'll do it."

"Alright, alright, you two just got back, go and rest."

As Liu Jing spoke, she pointed to the pile of old newspapers in the corner.

Gu Heng understood and went over to start tidying up.

Yang Mi made a face behind him, then picked up a rag and started wiping the table, just like everyone else.

It's less about helping and more about making things worse.

Where she wiped, she always left more noticeable watermarks.

Gu Heng couldn't bear to watch any longer and took the rag from her hand.

"Alright, Miss, why don't you go sit on the sofa? Don't just make things worse here."

Yang Mi pouted, clearly unconvinced.

"How did I end up making things worse?"

"If you keep wiping it, our mahogany table will develop a patina from all the polishing."

Liu Jing watched the two children bickering, her smile never fading.

The next day was the pre-New Year's shopping spree.

Gu Heng was instructed by his mother to take Yang Mi to buy New Year's goods.

The two went to a famous New Year's market near the capital.

The market was packed with people, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and laughter filled the air.

Yang Mi pulled Gu Heng through the crowd.

"Gu Heng, I want to eat that sugar painting!"

"That dough figurine is so beautiful!"

"And roasted sweet potatoes!"

Gu Heng held two strings of candied hawthorns in his left hand and a bag of freshly roasted chestnuts in his right, all while constantly protecting the girl beside him who might be separated from him by the crowd at any moment.

He felt like he was not shopping for New Year's goods, but rather strolling through a temple fair.

"We're here to buy Spring Festival couplets and vegetables."

Gu Heng reminded her helplessly.

"Okay, okay."

Although Yang Mi agreed verbally, her eyes were drawn to the stall selling donkey rolls next to her.

Gu Heng sighed and resignedly took out his wallet.

An hour later, the two finally bought all the Spring Festival couplets, the character "福" (good fortune), and a bunch of fresh vegetables.

On the way back, Yang Mi licked the sugar painting contentedly and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Home is still the best. When I was filming, I looked forward to going home every day."

"I think you're just looking forward to going home and eating delicious food every day."

Gu Heng revealed the secret in a single sentence.

Yang Mi chuckled and brought the sugar painting in her hand to his lips.

"Here, have a taste. Is it sweet?"

Gu Heng took a bite from her hand and said, "Sweet."

The day before Lunar New Year's Eve, after the spring cleaning was finished, we started putting up Spring Festival couplets.

Location: Yang Mi's home.

Gu Heng crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, watching Yang Mi stand on a rickety stool, struggling to hold up a "Fu" character (福, meaning good fortune).

"Hey, are you even capable of this? Should I do it?"

"Shut up! I can definitely do it!"

Yang Mi, not to be outdone, stood on her tiptoes again, but her foot slipped, the stool tilted, and she screamed as she fell backward.

Gu Heng rushed forward and caught her steadily in his arms.

The two of them fell onto the living room sofa together due to inertia.

Gu Heng acted as a cushion, getting hit and letting out a muffled groan.

Yang Mi lay on top of him, still shaken, clutching the "Fu" character tightly in her hand, along with her hands covered in paste.

"you……"

Gu Heng was about to say something sarcastic when he saw Yang Mi raise her head with a wicked smile on her face.

The next second, the hand covered in white paste smeared towards his face.

Gu Heng reacted swiftly, tilting his head to grab her mischievous wrist and flipping her over to switch their positions.

He pinned her down, bracing himself on either side of her body, looking down at her.

"Are you still going to cause trouble?"

"I'm going to cause trouble! Go ahead and hit me if you dare!"

Yang Mi held her neck stiffly, looking like she was saying, "What can you do to me?"

Gu Heng looked at her flushed little face, which was red from all the fuss, and suddenly smiled.

He didn't say anything, he just slowly lowered his head.

To Yang Mi's astonishment, he kissed those chattering lips.

After a long while, he finally released her, looked at the girl beneath him who had completely wilted, and wiped the corner of her mouth with his finger.

"Are you still making a scene now?"

Yang Mi blinked, still stubborn.

"No... Waaah..."

Her answer was yet another kiss.

That evening, the two, each lying in their own beds, began their daily routine of phone calls.

"You must come pick me up from my house tomorrow!" Yang Mi gave the order over the phone.

"Why should I? It's not that long, come by yourself," Gu Heng retorted.

From childhood to adulthood, our two families have basically celebrated Chinese New Year together every year.

One year passes for the Yang family, another for the Gu family.

This year, it's my turn to spend the Lunar New Year at the Gu family home.

"I don't care! You have to come! Otherwise, I'll tell Uncle about you hiding my photos!"

Gu Heng: "..."

He rubbed his temples.

"Okay, I'll go. But you have to wear the green sweater I bought you tomorrow."

This time, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

That sweater, which she complained was like having a green meadow on its head, has always been a disgrace in her wardrobe.

"Gu Heng, are you even human?!"

"Same to you."

"You just wait!"

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

The phone was abruptly disconnected.

Gu Heng couldn't help but laugh as he listened to the busy tone on the receiver.

That's right, Chinese New Year is all about noise and commotion.