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

When Jiang Chen circled around to Exit B of the Olympic Sports Center, a silver Toyota Alphard was already parked under a streetlamp, its hazard lights flashing softly.

The car door opened, and he bent down to get in. A fragrant breeze wafted over, almost making him dizzy with its aroma...

The car was spacious, and Yang Mi was still wearing the gold sequined dress she wore to the ceremony, with her high-heeled shoes tossed aside, and she was curled up in the seat.

Liu Shishi wore a red strapless dress, her black hair was styled in a high bun, and a red headband adorned her hair, which accentuated her slender and graceful neck. She sat upright in the seat on the right.

The car door closed, and two pairs of eyes turned to him at the same time, both landing on him.

Jiang Chen remained calm, pulled out the folding chair opposite him, and sat down, saying, "Excuse me, have I come to the wrong place?"

"Are you sure these two older sisters are going to sing, or are they shooting a magazine cover together?"

Yang Mi couldn't hold back and laughed first.

Liu Shishi's face remained expressionless. Instead, she shifted her gaze away from his face and turned to look at Yang Mi, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Yang Mi: "Let me formally introduce myself. This is my best friend, Shishi, Liu Shishi, the beautiful Liu!"

"This is..." she paused, "my dear younger brother, Jiang Chen."

Liu Shishi raised an eyebrow: "Just a younger brother?"

"Otherwise what?" Yang Mi retorted.

"I don't think so," Liu Shishi said. "I saw you two make eye contact on stage just now. The look in your eyes doesn't seem like that of siblings."

Yang Mi, without blushing or skipping a beat, asked, "What kind of look is that?"

"The look in Lass's eyes."

"..."

Yang Mi clicked her tongue, but before she could retort, Jiang Chen had already spoken.

"Hello, Senior Sister. Sister Mi is right, he is indeed a younger brother. However, the status of a younger brother has a very high ceiling and a very low floor. We'll have to wait and see what level of younger brother he is."

Yang Mi raised her hand and slapped him on the shoulder, her voice crisp: "You're quite good at adding drama to your life."

Liu Shishi finally smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

She turned her head and said to Yang Mi, "That's quite interesting."

"Nonsense," Yang Mi said smugly, "why would I call him here if he wasn't interesting?"

The car drove out of the Olympic Sports Center parking lot, went over the speed bump, and bounced slightly.

Liu Shishi asked curiously, "Did you really write that song for Mimi?"

"Um."

"It's well written."

"You flatter me, Senior Sister," Jiang Chen said with a smile. "I'll write one for you next time I have the chance."

Yang Mi immediately jumped up from her chair and glared at him: "Hey, you're poaching my best friend right in front of me?"

"This is called resource integration," Jiang Chen said seriously. "Mimi, your network is my network."

Liu Shishi leaned back in her chair, watching the two bicker. Her fingers unconsciously twirled the bracelet on her wrist, her eyes filled with a thoughtful expression.

The car turned onto the main road. The greenery along the roads in Hefei wasn't very good; there were practically no trees...

Yang Mi took out her phone and scrolled through it, then turned to Liu Shishi and asked, "Where are we going?"

"casual."

"OK."

Yang Mi then turned to Jiang Chen, "Your mission tonight is to keep me company while I eat and chat. You're not allowed to run away early."

"I'm doing a pretty good job as a protector of flowers, protecting two at a time."

"Quick-tongued."

Liu Shishi didn't speak. She turned her gaze from the street scene outside the car window, lingered on Jiang Chen's face for a moment, and then looked away.

Jiang Chen was also a little distracted when he saw Liu Shishi.

He felt that Tangren Film and Television Company had a very strange corporate culture...

Men produce rogue ninjas, women produce love-struck fools...

Liu Shishi goes without saying, she's the epitome of being love-struck!

After "Scarlet Heart" aired, it was the peak of her career, but she got too caught up in the role.

Later, she found an older man...

However, she is already the fourth generation of the most love-obsessed queen at Tangren.

The first generation of Kwan Wing-ho, she left TVB and signed with Tong Yan. At the peak of her career, she married Cheung Ka-fai and retired from acting, becoming the first person to leave the entertainment industry for love.

Sun Li is a second-generation succulent. She married Huang Lei shortly after becoming famous, perhaps because she was captivated by his culinary skills and gave up her career to be a wife and mother.

Then there's Lin Chia-yu, a Taiwanese actress who also got married early during her rising career and faded out of the spotlight.

There's a lineage that continues, the fifth generation of Naza...

Old Cai really has it tough...

After driving for more than twenty minutes, we turned into a narrow street near Baohe Park.

The driver stopped in front of an inconspicuous gate.

The storefront is extremely unassuming, with no sign or neon lights; only the few cars parked in front give away the grandeur inside.

The courtyard wall is very high, revealing the gable walls and gray tile eaves of the old-style buildings inside.

Yang Mi's high heels clicked on the sidewalk as Liu Shishi took her arm and they came down, with Jiang Chen following behind.

A cold wind blew in, and Yang Mi shivered. Liu Shishi subconsciously moved closer to her.

"Is this it?" Jiang Chen looked up.

"Right here."

The door opened, leading into a narrow alley with blue brick walls and warm yellow lanterns hanging overhead. After walking a dozen steps, the space suddenly opened up.

A renovated Hui-style old house with a glass roof over the courtyard, where an osmanthus tree is planted. There are a few scattered seats under the tree, and the lights are dimly lit, just enough to make out the outline of the person opposite.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air, and soft jazz music was playing from the stereo, accompanied by a languid saxophone.

Jiang Chen glanced at the layout.

This location, this level of privacy, is not that of an ordinary club open to the public.

"Whose venue is this?"

"A friend." Yang Mi didn't say much, and led him and Liu Shishi through the courtyard and into the private room in the east wing.

The interior is already furnished.

A circle of deep red sofas surrounds a black glass coffee table, on which are placed a fruit plate, snacks, several bottles of mineral water, and a bottle of red wine that has already been opened and is now resting.

"Sit down," Yang Mi tossed her shawl onto the sofa and sank into the cushions. "Order whatever you like, it's on me."

Liu Shishi sat down next to her, her back still ramrod straight, her posture impeccable.

As soon as Jiang Chen entered the private room, he casually took off his suit jacket and draped it over the coat rack.

He was wearing a white shirt underneath, and he rolled up the cuffs to reveal a section of his forearm.

I checked the fruit, poured some wine, and even asked the waiter to bring in some snacks...

Then he went off to select songs on his own, his movements incredibly practiced.

Liu Shishi was stunned. She quietly leaned close to Yang Mi's ear and whispered, "Mi, is he someone you met at the club?"

Yang Mi was drinking red wine and almost spat it out...

"Ah Yao! What did you say?"

Liu Shishi shrank back a little, a rare mischievous smile appearing on her face: "I was just asking."

"Don't talk nonsense in front of my brother later. I never go to those shady places."

"And can't you think straight?"

"I'm perfectly clean," Liu Shishi blinked. "Isn't it you who's not clean?"

Jiang Chen returned and sat down. He didn't ask any questions about the two people who were laughing inexplicably. He just started showing off his fruit platter.