Chinese Entertainment: Directors Start with the Fairy Sister

"Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, Auntie..."

"Mother--"

Liu Yifei suddenly stood up, her face instantly turning red to her ears, like a startled little rabbit. Zhao Yanxi also immediately stood up, subconsciously straightening her back, her usually composed expression showing a rare hint of unease.

At the entrance to the private room, the entire family, led by the grandmother, all turned their gazes to the two of them.

Liu Xiaoli glared at the two of them, annoyed, and took the initiative to speak, saying, "Yan Xi, when did you get here?"

"Auntie, I just arrived this morning."

Zhao Yanxi reacted quickly, immediately putting on a polite smile. Following Liu Yifei's flustered address, he obediently replied, "Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, Auntie, hello everyone. My name is Zhao Yanxi, and I'm... Qianqian's friend."

His natural and affectionate "XiXi" caused the elders present to exchange subtle glances.

"Hey, what are you standing for? Sit down, everyone!"

Finally, Grandma broke the awkward atmosphere with a smile, looking at Zhao Yanxi with kind eyes. "Since you're Qianqian's friend, you're a guest. What a coincidence! Come, come, how about... we sit at the same table?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei looked at Zhao Yanxi in panic, her eyes filled with "help."

Zhao Yanxi's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm on the surface. Just as she was about to politely decline, Liu Xiaoli said, "Yanxi, come and sit down."

"OK!"

When his future mother-in-law spoke, Zhao Yanxi naturally complied.

Although Liu Yifei was nervous, she had no choice but to obediently sit down next to her cousin, Zhao Yanxi.

After a few pleasantries, the uncle got straight to the point: "Is Yan Xi from Jiangcheng? Does she spend more time in Jiangcheng or Beijing?"

"Primarily developing in Beijing."

"What profession do you work in Beijing? Are you also an actor?"

"I used to act, but now I mainly focus on directing," Zhao Yanxi told the truth.

"Yan Xi?" Zhou Wenqiong suddenly remembered something, her eyes lighting up. "Could you be the actress from the news who saved Qianqian from under the waterfall?"

"That's right, it's Yan Xi." Liu Xiaoli nodded in confirmation.

"Truly a promising young man!" Zhou Wenqiong immediately picked up her teacup. "Here, let me offer you a toast with tea instead of wine. I really want to thank you for saving Qianqian."

"Auntie, you're too kind," Zhao Yanxi quickly raised her glass in response.

Everyone present had heard of this righteous act before, and now that they learned that the handsome young man in front of them was the person involved, their gazes immediately became even more affectionate.

"Yan Xi, I'd like to propose a toast to you too..."

……

For the latter half of the dinner, Zhao Yanxi was really overwhelmed.

Before anyone knew it, the tea in their cups had been replaced by fine wine. Uncle Liu's capacity for alcohol was astonishing, and Zhou Wenqiong was no less impressive than any man.

If it were a one-on-one fight, Zhao Yanxi could still hold his own, but with the two of them taking turns, he could only helplessly lose in the end.

There's some truth to the saying that people speak the truth when they're drunk.

Even when most people are drunk, their bodies are not under much control, but at least at the dinner table, their minds are usually still quite clear.

However, even when they are clear-headed, they can't control their mouths and tend to say more than necessary.

These words, spoken without much thought, are often what men truly think.

Zhao Yanxi was in this state at this moment—sitting next to her was the celebrity she admired in her past life, the girl she loved in this life, and in front of her was the girl's family. Some words of "loyalty" unconsciously slipped out:

"Grandma, Auntie, Uncle, Little Aunt, please rest assured in entrusting Qianqian to me... I love her more than myself!"

"She's the one for me in this life!"

"Sissi, actually, I've liked you since my past life..."

Normally, Liu Yifei would have been filled with a mix of shyness and joy upon hearing such a confession, but now, under the watchful eyes of all the elders at the table, she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

……

Zhao Yanxi couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

In a hazy state, he only felt someone wiping his face and scalding his feet, and someone taking off his outer clothes.

As the door closed gently, the faint sound of conversation drifting from outside could still be heard:

"This kid is honest, but he can't hold his liquor very well... I haven't even tried to persuade him to drink much yet."

"My uncle... he never drinks!"

"It's good that he's drunk." Zhou Wenqiong said with a smile. "A person's character is revealed when they're drunk. This kid is just a bit more talkative when he's drunk, but he's not a bad person."

"Yanxi is indeed very good," Grandma concluded. "Xiaoli, don't be too harsh on young people. Family background is secondary; what's important is that you genuinely treat Qianqian well."

"Mom is right," Uncle Liu agreed. "If our family helps each other out, things will only get better."

"..."

Liu Xiaoli was both amused and exasperated.

When did I become the villain who breaks up couples? Is this how my family sees me?

"Yan Xi doesn't need our help at all," she said helplessly. "His current wealth is probably greater than our entire family combined."

"What?"

"Didn't you say you came from a small county town and that your parents are both deceased?"

The uncle and Zhou Wenqiong looked at each other in disbelief.

"His background may be unremarkable, but he has real talent."

Liu Xiaoli exclaimed, "He earns millions in royalties from writing books in China and his movies gross over 100 million at the box office; he bought a villa with three months' worth of royalties abroad, and his movie, made for 300,000, grossed nearly 200 million US dollars worldwide. He currently has at least 50 million US dollars in cash on hand."

"Good heavens...really?" Uncle Liu put down his teacup in shock.

"If you don't believe me, ask Sisi. This data is readily available online; how could it be fake?"

"Xiaoli, such an excellent son-in-law, and so devoted to Qianqian, you absolutely must seize this opportunity!"

"..."

Liu Yifei smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling. The elders approved of this boy, and she felt so at ease dating him!

......

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Yanxi gets up on time according to her biological clock.

I sat up, and it took me a long time to process what had happened last night.

"Wine and women ruin a person!"

Zhao Yanxi was somewhat annoyed.

Zhao Yanxi's situation was special—although talking about "rebirth" sounded like drunken ramblings, she didn't want to leave herself any hidden dangers.

What if I really get captured by the legendary Bureau 749 and dissected for research?

"You must never get drunk again!"

After getting up, Zhao Yanxi realized that she was only wearing a black tea shirt!

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yanxi vaguely remembered some things—last night, after Liu Yifei helped her into the room, she held onto her and wouldn't let her leave, and kept saying she wanted to sleep in her room...

Then Liu Xiaoli brought water to wash her face and feet... Liu Yifei helped her take off her clothes... and before leaving, it seems she even gave Liu Xiaoli a goodnight kiss?!

Oh God, the Three Pure Ones, what did I do last night?!

Zhao Yanxi just gave up and didn't care about anything anymore.

I got up and got dressed—it was the same clothes I wore yesterday, but they were obviously washed and dried.

Clean and spotless, without a trace of alcohol.

Just before pushing open the door, Zhao Yanxi mentally prepared herself—I was drunk, I didn't know anything;

I was drunk, I didn't know anything;

I was drunk, I don't know anything!

...

"Yan Xi, you're up?"

In the living room, my uncle and grandmother were already up and watching TV.

Zhao Yanxi said somewhat embarrassedly, "Grandma, Uncle, I'm sorry, I was a bit out of line last night..."

"Haha, young man, that's normal," the uncle patted the sofa and said, "Come and sit down. Last night, Qianqian told me you wanted to take out a loan to buy an office building?"