Yu Le put the cup on the coffee table and waved to the little one in front of the TV.

"Knock knock, come here."

Dongdong immediately dropped the toy in her hand and ran over with her short legs.

He climbed onto Yu Le's lap and settled into a comfortable position.

He raised his chubby little face and pointed at the television.

"Dad, I want to go in too."

Yu Le raised an eyebrow.

"Where to go?"

Dongdong pointed very seriously at the scene being replayed on the screen.

"Go into that big box."

"I want to be on TV too."

As the little guy spoke, he waved his chubby fist.

Yu Le pinched his cheek; it felt wonderful.

"You're only three and a half years old, you can't even count to ten, what are you doing on TV?"

"Are you going to perform for everyone, showing how you wet your pants in front of a national audience?"

Upon hearing this, Dongdong's face turned bright red with anxiety.

He suddenly stood up from Yu Le's lap, hands on his hips.

"I won't wet my pants anymore!"

"I'm a real man!"

"I'll beat up the bad guys! Awooo!"

He assumed a horse stance again and threw a powerful left hook forward.

It's soft and harmless.

Liu Xiaoli covered her mouth and laughed non-stop.

"Stop teasing him."

Yu Le was amused by the boy's appearance.

He reached out and pulled Dongdong back into his arms.

"Alright, alright, you're a real man."

"But it's really not possible now, you're too young."

"The TV station director won't take in a little boy like you."

Dongdong's little mouth immediately pursed, her face full of disappointment.

Moisture was already welling up in her big eyes.

Yu Le patted him on the back.

"Don't rush."

"When you're a little older, your dad will make a show for you himself."

"How about I take you on TV?"

Dongdong's eyes lit up instantly.

The water vapor miraculously disappeared.

He extended his short little finger.

"Pinky promise!"

Yu Le stretched out her finger and hooked it around his chubby little finger.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now."

Dongdong jumped off the sofa with satisfaction and ran to the corner to continue torturing his Ultraman.

Liu Xiaoli watched her son's retreating figure, then turned to look at Yu Le.

"You should just spoil him."

"He actually believed it."

Yu Le leaned back on the leather sofa, her tone indifferent.

"I didn't lie to him."

"When he's four or five years old, he'll be ready to appear on a parent-child reality show."

"We'll let him know then that appearing on TV isn't an easy job."

Liu Xiaoli shook her head, got up and went to the kitchen to cut fruit.

.......

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Autumn is getting stronger in Beijing.

That evening.

The doorbell of Shengshi Huating was rang, and the sound echoed in the living room.

Yu Le was cutting potato shreds in the kitchen, her knife skills were extremely exquisite.

Liu Xiaoli went over and opened the door.

The door was just opened a crack.

A woman wearing oversized sunglasses and high heels squeezed in.

She was also pushing a large pink suitcase.

"I, the Empress, have returned!"

Liu Qianqian took off her sunglasses, tossed her long hair, and exuded confidence.

Dongdong is patrolling the living room with a plastic toy gun in his hand.

The moment I saw Liu Qianqian.

He immediately stood at attention, raised the toy gun in his hand, and shouted.

"The monkey is back!"

Liu Qianqian's smug expression froze instantly.

She slapped her sunglasses onto the shoe cabinet.

Without even changing his slippers, he rushed into the living room.

She grabbed Dongdong by the back of his collar and lifted him up like a chick.

"Yu Muchen! What did you call me?!"

Dongdong kicked its limbs wildly in mid-air, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Monkey!"

"On TV, you grab it and spin around!"

The little guy even mimicked scratching his ear in mid-air.

Liu Qianqian was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She turned and shouted towards the kitchen.

"Dad!"

"Did you take him to see me embarrass myself on TV again?!"

Yu Le slowly walked out carrying a plate of freshly sliced ​​shredded potatoes.

He glanced at Liu Qianqian, who was furious.

"Is that considered embarrassing?"

"That's called 'gap moe' (a Japanese term for endearing contrast between a person's appearance and their personality)."

"Your few scratching and scratching gestures have provided a livelihood for countless netizens who make GIFs."

Liu Qianqian tossed Dongdong onto the soft sofa.

She clearly didn't care much, but still pretended to be utterly hopeless and collapsed to the side, covering her face with her hands.

"It's over."

"My carefully cultivated 'goddess' image, built up over many years, was completely destroyed in Changsha overnight!"

Yu Le turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

"Have you had enough fun?"

"They're living the high life in Changsha, and they don't even go home anymore."

Liu Qianqian jumped up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen doorway, clinging to the door frame.

"No way, I'm very much concerned about my family."

"I brought you lots of local specialties!"

She ran back to the entryway and dragged the two huge suitcases into the living room.

The zipper is unzipped.

It was filled with all sorts of beautifully packaged local specialties.

"This is braised duck, for Dad to have with his drinks."

"And this, a Hunan embroidery shawl for Mom."

......

She took out the items one by one and presented them as treasures.

Liu Xiaoli took the shawl and smiled as she patted her head.

"At least you still have some conscience."

Dongdong leaned closer and rummaged through the box.

"Where's mine? Where's mine?"

Liu Qianqian pulled out an extremely ugly monkey mask from the bottom and put it directly on Dongdong's face.

"Here, this is for you."

"Don't you like monkeys? Wear it!"

Dongdong ripped off the mask and threw it aside in disgust.

"So ugly!"

The siblings started staring at each other in the living room again.

Yu Le carried out two steaming plates of food and placed them on the dining table.

"Alright, wash your hands and eat."

The dinner table.

Liu Qianqian ate heartily without any regard for her image.

She picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling indistinctly.

"Dad's cooking is still the best."

"Eating too much food from outside will give me stomach upset."

Yu Le served her a bowl of pork rib soup and placed it beside her.

Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get down to business.

Liu Qianqian cautiously put down her chopsticks.

She pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth.

"What important business is it? I'm still on vacation."

"You've been resting for over a month, haven't you had enough rest yet?" With that, Yu Le got up and walked straight to the study.

After a while.

He came out carrying a thick brown paper bag.

He threw the paper bag directly onto the dining table in front of Liu Qianqian.

"Besides, we're not asking you to start working right away. Familiarize yourself with the script first. Take a look at it."

Liu Qianqian looked at him suspiciously and untied the thread on the paper bag.

Inside was a script written entirely in English.

The cover features extremely eye-catching words.

Inception.

There is another line of Chinese translation below.

Inception.

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