I really didn't intend to make a living based on my looks.

She was wearing a white, sheer outer garment, the fabric of which was somewhat transparent, clearly revealing the black spaghetti straps underneath.

The sheer fabric was loosely open, and the neckline wasn't particularly low.

But those two unusually plump mounds of soft flesh bulged out from under the black suspenders, stretching out a soft and full curve at the edge of the suspenders, as if they were about to overflow from that slender black border at any moment.

"Yaya, I'm here!"

She slipped in and closed the door behind her, her voice soft and sweet, with a natural, slightly coquettish quality, the last syllable of which floated gently upwards.

"I finally managed to shake off my manager and sneak out, so I'm going to eat my fill today!"

"Don't worry, there's plenty," Tong Liya pointed to Jiang Chen, "This is Jiang Chen, the actor who plays the Fourteenth Prince in our production team. You should have met him before, he's my younger brother."

Jiang Chen took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, Teacher Yang."

"Why are you calling me Teacher Yang?" Yang Mi waved her hand, plopped down next to him, took off her hat and mask and put them on the table, let her hair down, and a scent of shampoo wafted over. "Since we're out having fun, you can just call me by my name."

You're definitely younger than me.

"Sister Mi".

"Good boy," Yang Mi smiled, revealing a set of white teeth, and turned to look at Tong Liya, "Yaya, where did you find such a handsome younger brother? I don't have one!"

"Isn't Feng Shaofeng in your movie?"

"How can that be the same?" Yang Mi pouted, then turned to look at Jiang Chen. "Fourteenth Prince, right? We don't have many scenes together in the drama, but there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

The lobsters were served, three large basins, bright red and piled high.

A thick layer of minced garlic is spread on top of the garlic paste, the sauce of thirteen spices is rich and dark, and the shrimp in the chilled Shaoxing wine are the largest and are arranged neatly.

Tong Liya's eyes lit up, and she put on her gloves and got to work without saying a word.

She peeled shrimp with astonishing speed; with a twist, a pull, and a flick, the shrimp meat popped out intact, which she stuffed into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out, her eyes narrowed, and she looked completely satisfied.

"Aren't you going to eat?" she asked vaguely.

Yang Mi has already gotten the hang of it.

She didn't eat in such a boisterous manner, but she ate quickly, chatting with Tong Liya as she peeled the food.

"Hey, have you heard? What about Zhou Xun's situation?" Yang Mi lowered her voice, raised an eyebrow, and gave her a "I have juicy gossip, are you going to eat it?" look.

Tong Liya immediately put down the shrimp she was holding and leaned closer: "What's wrong? Didn't you and Li Daqi break up?"

Compared to eating melon seeds, even lobster doesn't taste as good...

"They broke up, they broke up in the first half of the year," Yang Mi said, glancing around. Even though there were only the three of them in the private room, she kept her voice down.

"I heard that she's getting really close to a rich second-generation guy, someone in Beijing's social circle, surnamed Wang. I don't know exactly who it is, but he's incredibly generous; he'll have shop assistants bring a whole suitcase of bags to her home to pick out."

"Really?" Tong Liya's eyes widened. "With Zhou Xun's personality, could she really be interested in a rich second-generation heir?"

"Why not?" Yang Mi peeled a shrimp and popped it into her mouth. "She doesn't care about money; what she cares about is whether someone treats her well. I heard that guy is really attentive to her and has been pursuing her for over half a year."

Jiang Chen was peeling shrimp beside him, listening without interrupting, his hands never stopping.

Yang Mi glanced at him: "Why aren't you saying anything? Aren't you curious?"

"I'm curious," Jiang Chen said, "but I'm afraid that if I hear something I shouldn't, I'll be silenced later."

Yang Mi chuckled, speaking in a thick Beijing accent: "You've been watching too many TV dramas! 'Kill someone,' you're just making up all sorts of nonsense."

She tilted her head to look at Jiang Chen, her eyes full of laughter: "But you're quite the smooth talker!"

Tong Liya laughed and gave him a nudge: "Your sister Mi has a lot of connections in the industry, and she's got plenty of gossip. If she's willing to talk, just listen."

Yang Mi became interested and leaned closer: "There's one more thing, you'd never know. It seems Huang Xiaoming and Li Feier are also in trouble."

"Huh?" Tong Liya exclaimed in surprise, "Weren't they quite stable?"

"Stable what?" Yang Mi pouted. "Back when 'The Message' was filmed, Huang Xiaoming and Li Bingbing were getting really close. Li Feier was unhappy and made a scene several times. And I heard that Huang Xiaoming is currently seeing someone even younger, surnamed An, who is a model with really long legs."

"Angelaby?" Jiang Chen blurted out.

Yang Mi and Tong Liya both looked at him at the same time.

"You know?" Yang Mi's eyes changed.

Jiang Chen realized he had let something slip and quickly tried to cover it up: "I've seen her photos online before, she's quite pretty. Just guessing."

Yang Mi glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't press him for details, continuing to peel shrimp: "That's just how it is in the industry, things are good today but bad tomorrow, we're used to it."

Tong Liya sighed, "That's why I don't date anymore, it's too tiring. Being single is so much better, I can eat lobster whenever I want."

"Didn't you say last time that your mom was urging you to get back to work?" Yang Mi asked.

"Pushing won't help," Tong Liya said, taking a bite of shrimp. "We're in the entertainment industry, what are we doing talking about romance?"

Yang Mi turned to look at Jiang Chen: "What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?"

"no."

Why?

"I'm busy with school, I don't have time."

"Come on," Yang Mi said, skeptical. "There are so many pretty girls at Beijing Film Academy, didn't you find anyone you liked?"

"I haven't reported for duty yet..."

"Oh, I forgot, you're a freshman," Yang Mi said with a smile. "I'll introduce you to someone next time."

"Then she has to be as pretty as Yaya or Yang Mi."

The two girls were stunned for a moment. Yang Mi reacted first and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her body trembled, and her full breasts heaved violently with her laughter, making people dizzy.

"You silly child, are your words coated with honey or something?"

"To be honest," Jiang Chen said without changing his expression, "if you're going to introduce me to someone bad, you might as well not introduce anyone at all."

"Alright, alright," Yang Mi wiped her hands, her interest piqued. "How about I introduce Ya Ya to you? She's a campus belle from the Central Academy of Drama, a beauty from Xinjiang, she can sing and dance, and she can even cook."

Tong Liya was drinking cola and almost choked: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What's wrong? Aren't you single?"

"My being single is my business, don't try to play matchmaker," Tong Liya glared at Yang Mi, then turned to look at Jiang Chen, "Besides, I'm almost a full twelve years older than him."

"They're not that big," Yang Mi counted on her fingers. "You were born in '83, and he must have been born in '92 when he first enrolled. That's a nine-year age difference. What's nine years?"

"Nine years old isn't much?" Tong Liya waved her hand. "Stop joking. I don't mind, but isn't my brother the one who's at a disadvantage?"

"I think we should introduce you to him!"

She pointed at Yang Mi with her hand and said, "You were born in '86, six years younger, that's perfect."

Yang Mi looked up at Jiang Chen: "Are you willing?"

Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then answered seriously, "I'm not picky."

Yang Mi nearly threw the shrimp in his face: "Dream on!"

Tong Liya laughed so hard she almost fell over, pointing at Jiang Chen: "This kid looks honest, but he's got a sharp tongue."