On the day of Mo Yiheng’s engagement, guests gathered. Freshly flown-in flowers were waiting to bloom, their colors vibrant. Every corner of the hall was meticulously decorated, exuding romance and happiness.
This wasn’t the first time Jiang Xiao had accompanied Zhou Xiulin to an event. Today, she wore a white dress that suited her well. In these two years, her sense of fashion had significantly improved. The saying “clothes make the man” wasn’t entirely baseless. It wasn’t that Jiang Xiao wasn’t attractive, but the right attire certainly added to her appeal.
Zhou Xiulin held her hand. “Why are your hands so cold?”
It was still March, and the temperature wasn’t very high. Despite the indoor heating, it still felt a bit chilly upon entering.
Jiang Xiao took a deep breath. “Beauty comes at a price, I’ll be fine in a moment.” She suddenly spotted a few men ahead. “Hey, isn’t that Mr. Xu from Tianbao?”
Zhou Xiulin followed her gaze. “It’s him.”
Jiang Xiao was skeptical. “Didn’t Mr. Mo and Mr. Xu have a conflict last year?”
Zhou Xiulin turned his head slightly. “That’s how the business world is, there are no eternal enemies.”
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As expected.
After meeting the newly engaged couple, Zhou Xiulin gradually introduced her to several industry executives and producers. Eventually, he led her to a secluded spot.
Holding a c*cktail, Jiang Xiao took a sip and remarked, “It’s really sweet, like the taste of soda.”
Zhou Xiulin’s lips curved slightly. “Drink a little less, this c*cktail is strong.”
She had styled her hair today, with long waves cascading down. Around her neck was the necklace he had given her, the diamonds sparkling. The accessories he gave her were usually reserved for events.
He took the glass from her hand, not allowing her to drink more.
Jiang Xiao pouted. “I won’t get drunk.”
Zhou Xiulin wasn’t convinced. “Little Bean Sprout might notice you’ve been drinking.”
Jiang Xiao sighed lightly, a trace of helplessness in her expression. “He’s only three years old, Zhou Xiulin. Do you think in a few years, he might just boss me around?”
Mother and son often clashed at home. Zhou Simu was quite opinionated and always had reasons to back up his points. Jiang Xiao often joked privately that the child was nothing like her.
She playfully poked his chest with her fingertip. “Hey, don’t take Mo Yiheng’s words to heart.”
Zhou Xiulin raised an eyebrow. “Weren’t you just agreeing with him?”
Jiang Xiao teased, “Mr. Zhou, are you jealous?”
Zhou Xiulin averted his gaze, looking at the moonlight, his expression subtly uneasy. Of course, he was well aware that over these two years, many people had been trying to court her, and there were quite a few admirers interested in his wife.
Jiang Xiao moved closer to him. “Mr. Zhou, I only love you, alright?”
Zhou Xiulin was about to embrace her when footsteps approached from behind, and a voice sounded.
“Xiulin—” It was a masculine voice.
Both Jiang Xiao and Zhou Xiulin turned around simultaneously, the smiles still lingering on Jiang Xiao’s face.
Director Jin and his wife, Liang Yue, approached.
Zhou Xiulin extended his hand. “Director Jin, Teacher Liang, hello.”
Director Jin nodded. “Xiulin, congratulations on your son turning three.” When he heard the news, he didn’t feel quite comfortable.
Zhou Xiulin smiled lightly. “Thank you.”
Liang Yue stood there gracefully, her gaze sweeping over Zhou Xiulin and Jiang Xiao for a moment. “Indeed, it took us by surprise.”
Zhou Xiulin couldn’t help but shake his head apologetically. “I’m sorry. I’ve always wanted to give our child a peaceful environment, so we never made it public.”
Liang Yue nodded, understanding his sentiment. The Jin family had experienced a similar situation with Jin Shuyan. “Jiang Xiao, it’s been a while.”
Jiang Xiao looked at Liang Yue, her tone calm. “Teacher Liang, hello.”
It had indeed been a long time.
Three years had passed, and this was only their second encounter.
The previous time was at Director Jin’s movie premiere, where Zhou Xiulin had attended with several agents from the company.
On that day, Jiang Xiao had approached Liang Yue politely, greeting her, and the scene was still vivid in her mind.
“Teacher Liang, hello, I’m Jiang Xiao.”
She didn’t call herself Angie.
She confidently revealed her real name.
Liang Yue looked at her, her gaze serene. “Hello. Have I met you before?”
Jiang Xiao curved her lips into a smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Teacher Liang, I used to be Mr. Zhou’s assistant.”
Recognition dawned on Liang Yue’s exquisite face. “I remember now, that was a long time ago. As one gets older, past memories become somewhat unclear.”
Zhang Yu, who was standing by, chuckled. “Teacher Liang, you mustn’t say you’re getting old. How are we supposed to carry on? You look like you’re in your twenties with your skincare routine.”
Liang Yue chuckled. “Seeing wave after wave of new talent, I can’t afford to show my age.”
Zhang Yu also sighed, “True. When Jiang Xiao’s group came out, I also felt like I was getting old.” She was only thirty-five this year and was known as the top agent in the industry. Although she had left Huaxia and started her own company, she still maintained connections with Huaxia and took good care of several agents there.
Liang Yue seemed to recall something. “Which ‘jiang’ is it?”
Jiang Xiao replied, “It’s the ‘jiang’ from Jiang Ziya’s ginger, the ‘xiao’ from dawn.” Her tone was gentle, every word clear.
Liang Yue nodded, her voice soft. “This ‘jiang,’ I thought it was the ‘jiang’ from river.”
Meeting again at Mo Yiheng’s engagement ceremony, Liang Yue took a few more glances at Jiang Xiao.
Upon careful consideration, Jiang Xiao’s journey of growth, from a star’s assistant to Zhou Xiulin’s assistant, and now a sought-after agent, was indeed remarkable for someone of her age.
All of this success was almost hard to believe.
Zhou Xiulin and a few other executives went off to talk, leaving Jiang Xiao leisurely enjoying some refreshments on her own. Just then, her phone rang, startling her. Worried that it might be another artist causing trouble, she was getting a bit nervous these days.
Thankfully, it was her little bean sprout at home.
The little bean sprout was already lying on the large bed at home, wearing a sky-blue teddy bear pajama set, facing the phone’s camera. “Mom, when are you and Dad coming back?”
“Soon. Did Grandpa and Grandma bring you back?”
“Yes. And both Aunt Yinan and Aunt Yibei also came to our house to play. They brought me a toy.”
“Did you thank Aunties?”
“I did. I invited them to come and play at my kindergarten, but they said they’re too busy with their studies to come.” His face was full of disappointment.
Jiang Xiao chuckled. The little bean sprout had just started kindergarten and found it fascinating. The kindergarten had already become his third home. She listened to her son while taking a bite of cake.
“Cake, Xiao Xiao! Didn’t you say you were going to diet tonight?”
Jiang Xiao: “….. Is Mom very fat?”
The little bean sprout thought seriously for a moment. “Even if you’re fat, I still love you, Mom!”
Jiang Xiao thought that her son would definitely be popular with girls in the future. The way he sweet-talked, one sentence after another, reminded her of someone. Zhou Xiulin would say similar things too, especially when he was moved, he would always call her “baby” in her ear.
She hung up the phone and was about to head to the restroom when she happened to spot Liang Yue.
Liang Yue nodded at her, “This morning, we received Xu Jiaren’s materials. ‘Changting’ is a tragic film. I’ve looked at Xu Jiaren’s image. Have her come for an audition in early April, and we’ll take another look.”
Jiang Xiao maintained her composure, “Thank you for your assistance, Professor Liang.”
Liang Yue looked at her, “Jiang Xiao, I heard from Zhang Yu that you’re from Lingnan?”
As the aftereffect of the c*cktail gradually kicked in, Jiang Xiao’s nerves also relaxed, and her guard came down. “Yes, I’ve lived in Lingnan since I was born. I stayed there until high school before coming to Jincheng.”
Liang Yue sighed, “Lingnan is a great place, with talented people and natural beauty. Huaxia has developed Lingnan Film and Television City quite well. We can also go to Lingnan for filming in the future.”
Jiang Xiao nodded, “Mr. Zhou is very visionary and has good taste.”
Indeed. Zhou Xiulin was truly a rare talent with impeccable qualities in various aspects. Liang Yue thought about her own daughter. When she learned that Zhou Xiulin already had a son, Shuyan cried all afternoon. She locked herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink. Matters of the heart cannot be forced. As parents, they both wished happiness for their children. However, when it came to matters of the heart, they could do nothing.
Zhou Xiulin’s way of doing things was still something Liang Yue couldn’t quite figure out after all these years.
She smiled faintly, her mood slightly darkening. “You’re quite impressive. With a bit more thought, those signed artists will eventually shine.”
Jiang Xiao replied, “I’m just lucky.”
Liang Yue knew she was being modest. “My daughter is only two years younger than you. Compared to you, she falls far behind.”
Although she said that, her tone didn’t hide her fondness for her daughter. It was a consistent attitude a mother had towards outsiders.
Jiang Xiao cleared her throat, “Miss Jin is very talented. Her photography style is quite unique.” Jin Shuyan had a talent for photography, and it was supported by favorable family conditions.
“She’s just playing around. I don’t expect her to achieve much.”
Jiang Xiao smiled. She knew that Jin Shuyan’s works, “Sky” and “Home,” were permanently collected by the Asian Art Museum in San Francisco.
Another person approached to greet Liang Yue, so Jiang Xiao found an excuse to leave. She walked forward step by step, her back straight and her steps firm.
Despite the laughter and joy around her, at this moment, she felt a sense of being detached from the world.
When Zhou Xiulin returned, he saw her sitting alone in a corner with a flushed face. He furrowed his brows.
Jiang Xiao waved a faint smile at him, her eyes blurry, “Why did you take so long to come back? I’ve been waiting for you.”
Zhou Xiulin couldn’t help shaking his head, “Let’s go, back home. Do you need me to support you?”
Jiang Xiao stood up, “No need. If you support me, I’ll join you in the headlines tomorrow.”
“You remember quite clearly.”
She wasn’t actually drunk, just a bit tired. As soon as they got into the car, she nestled against him, finding a familiar position to sleep.
Once they arrived home, Zhou Xiulin carried her all the way back.
Placing her on the large bed, he saw the little one sleeping in the middle, using his own small pillow.
Jiang Xiao asked for water, and Zhou Xiulin went to pour a glass. Jiang Xiao drank a large glass, gradually becoming more awake.
Suddenly, she hugged Zhou Xiulin, her eyes moist, her voice slightly hoarse, “Zhou Xiulin, do you have any secrets?”
Zhou Xiulin stroked her face, “Yes.”
Jiang Xiao pouted her lips, “What secret?”
Zhou Xiulin lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, “I’ll tell you when you’re fully awake.”
Jiang Xiao was displeased, she leaned closer to him, burying her head in his chest, inhaling his pleasant scent. “You’re not telling me!” She clung to his neck, unwilling to let go. “Then I’ll tell you my secret. I have many secrets. Many, many.” She had been cautious and careful over the years, biting her lip through times of frustration and unease.
“Oh—how many secrets?”
“The first time I saw you, I liked you,” she said with a smile, “You looked so handsome! Back then, I was truly envious of Zhou Yanyan.”
Zhou Xiulin’s gaze was stunned, his eyes intense. “Liked me? Hmm?” His tone lifted at the end.
Jiang Xiao nodded vigorously, love shining deep in her eyes. “I’ve liked you for many years. You’ve been my goal, but I was afraid you wouldn’t like me. Look how amazing you are, and I have nothing. I have nothing… I can be troublesome, I’ll bring you trouble…” As she spoke, tears silently rolled down her cheeks.
Zhou Xiulin gently patted her back, soothing her, “You’re my wife, there’s no trouble. Change your clothes and rest for a while.”
After helping Jiang Xiao change into her pajamas, he glanced at the little bean sprout sleeping in the middle. He hesitated for a moment and decided to lift him up, planning to let him sleep in the small bed. However, as Zhou Xiulin lifted the soft little bundle, the little voice piped up, “Daddy, are you secretly moving me again?”1he’s such a cutebaby
Zhou Xiulin’s heart tightened suddenly.
Zhou Simu looked at him with big eyes, “Daddy, every night you put me on the small bed alone. I’m still a little kid.”
A twitch formed at the corner of Zhou Xiulin’s eye, “Pretending to sleep?”
Zhou Simu grumbled, “I’ve been waiting for you to come back. Daddy, I’ve waited for a long time. But you want to take me away.” He pouted. “Why are you treating me like this? I want to sleep with Mom and Dad. The kids in my class all sleep with their parents. I’m so small, Daddy, how can you be so heartless and make a little kid sleep all alone?”
Zhou Xiulin looked at Jiang Xiao, who covered her face with her hand.
The little performer of the Zhou family was on the scene.
Zhou Xiulin came up with a reason, “Mom and Dad are afraid of accidentally squishing you if they fall asleep.”
Zhou Simu nodded thoughtfully, “Then get a bigger bed. That way, you won’t squish me. Ah, no wonder you keep squishing my mommy.”2Aiyah, embarassing. He noticed the snusnu action at night He turned and patted Jiang Xiao’s shoulder, then hugged her, “Mommy, let’s get a bigger bed.”
Jiang Xiao forced herself to stay resolutely still, refusing to open her eyes.
Zhou Xiulin got up and went to the bathroom.
Sansukini: Parents are caught in the act. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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