Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

"what?"

"The Story of a Noble Family is going to air on CCTV. You're about to become incredibly famous, like super famous."

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment.

Then, she took out a small mirror from her bag, looked at herself in the mirror, and pinched her face.

"So red it's almost purple? Doesn't that turn it into an eggplant?"

Yu Le: "..."

This girl's focus is always so peculiar.

The journey was bumpy.

From Xinchang to Hangzhou, and then from Hangzhou to Beijing.

It was already evening when the plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

As soon as they stepped out of the cabin.

The familiar dry, cold air rushed in; although it was cold, it wasn't as penetrating as it is in the south.

"Beijing! I, Hu Hansan, am back!"

Liu Qianqian stood at the entrance of the arrival hall, opened her arms, took a deep breath of the clear night air, and looked completely captivated.

"Cough cough cough..."

The next second, she was choked by a gust of cold wind and started coughing.

Yu Le wrapped the scarf around her tightly and then patted the back of her head.

"Hurry up and go, your mom has probably already prepared dinner at home."

The two took a taxi straight home.

Along the way, I looked out the window at the flashing neon lights and the streets adorned with red lanterns.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year is already very strong.

I'm back at my doorstep.

Before I could even take out my keys, the door was opened from the inside.

Liu Xiaoli stood at the door wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand.

They had obviously heard the noise in the corridor.

"mom!"

Liu Qianqian threw her suitcase aside and rushed into her mother's arms like a cannonball.

"I miss you so much! Do you miss me? Do you miss me?"

"I want it! I want it! I want it every single day!"

Yu Le, carrying two large suitcases, squeezed through the door, panting.

"I said... can I go in first before getting all sentimental? This box is full of local specialties I brought for you, it's so heavy."

Liu Xiaoli then realized what was happening, quickly stepped aside, and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"Come in, come in. The food is just ready, all your favorite dishes."

Upon entering the house.

A wave of warmth washed over me.

The feeling of warmth spreading from the soles of her feet to the top of her head made Yu Le so comfortable that she almost groaned out loud.

This is the kind of life a human being should live!

The way people in the mountains keep warm by shaking their legs is practically like living in a primitive society.

On the table.

Braised pork ribs, steamed fish, and a pot of steaming mutton soup.

Liu Qianqian didn't stand on ceremony. After washing her hands, she grabbed a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into her mouth, eating with her mouth full of oil, without any concern for her image as a fairy sister.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

As Liu Xiaoli served her food, she glanced at Yu Le, who was drinking soup.

"How long will you stay this time?"

"Wait until after the New Year."

Yu Le put down the soup bowl and sighed contentedly.

"And Sisi will probably be quite busy these few days. 'The Story of a Noble Family' has been scheduled to air on CCTV, and the station has arranged a bunch of appearances for her."

Liu Xiaoli's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

She looked at Yu Le, her eyes filled with shock and surprise.

"CCTV? Really?"

"More real than real gold."

Yu Le picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in sesame sauce, and slowly chewed it.

"Xiaoli, our little girl is about to become a star."

"When that time comes, you, as a celebrity mom, will have to wear sunglasses when you go out."

Liu Qianqian also grinned foolishly with her mouth open.

"Alright, stop grinning like an idiot."

Yu Le tapped on the table.

"Starting tomorrow, your good days are over. You'll have to do interviews, record shows, and rehearsals at the CCTV building."

"Ah?! No!"

Screams were ineffective.

The protest was rejected.

No matter how much Liu Qianqian rolled around and threw a tantrum in bed, the next morning, Yu Le still stuffed her into the nanny van like a little chick.

In the dressing room of the CCTV building.

Liu Qianqian looked like a soulless rag doll, letting the makeup artist apply makeup to her face.

The wavy, Republic-era hairstyle specially designed for "The Story of a Noble Family" made her look five years older, exuding a charm that hadn't yet fully blossomed.

"Yu Le, I'm sleepy..."

The little girl closed her eyes and bobbed her head little by little, like a chick pecking at rice.

"Being sleepy is right, it's called languid beauty, which fits the persona of Bai Xiuzhu, that rich young lady."

Yu Le sat on the sofa next to him, holding a banana he had taken from the props department. He peeled it and took a bite.

"When you go up to record the show later, just answer whatever the host asks. If you don't know how to answer, just laugh; if you can't laugh, just pretend to be stupid."

"What if you ask me if I have a boyfriend?"

"Just say that your current partner is studying."

Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes so hard they almost knocked off her false eyelashes.

For Liu Qianqian, the next three days were nothing short of torture, a "price of fame."

Film and Television Club, Half the Sky, Variety Show.

She was like a spinning top, constantly moving between different studios.

Everywhere I go, I have to repeat the same platitudes: "I'm a newcomer, please take good care of me."

My face was practically frozen from smiling.

Yu Le, the unscrupulous guardian, was only responsible for clapping and eating all the snacks prepared by the production team from the audience.

Her only contribution was offering her a piece of chocolate just as she was about to explode, along with a perfectly timed sarcastic remark.

"Look at that stiff, fake smile. Anyone who didn't know better would think you stepped out of a wax museum."

"Tsk tsk, that answer was too official, deduct 10 points."

Liu Qianqian was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

She discovered that as long as Yu Le was sitting in the audience, even if he was just eating sunflower seeds, her nervousness in front of the camera would inexplicably disappear.

at last.

All announcements have ended.

There is less than a week left until the Spring Festival.

The family of three has started staying at home, waiting for the Spring Festival to arrive.

The TV was showing a pre-Spring Festival Gala program, and the festive red lanterns were so bright they made people dizzy.

The coffee table was piled high with sunflower seed shells and orange peels.

Yu Le slumped on the sofa, looking like a soft-bodied animal, while blindly pressing buttons on the remote control.

"These oranges are quite sweet, want one?"

He casually peeled a tangerine, leaving the white pith intact, and handed it to the side.

Liu Xiaoli was bending down to mend the frayed cuffs of Liu Qianqian's down jacket.

Without looking up, she naturally opened her mouth to catch it, puffed out her cheeks twice, and swallowed it.

"Hmm, it is quite sweet. You should eat less of it, as it can cause internal heat."

The two spoke back and forth, their tone as flat as a glass of plain water.

There was no passion, no spark, not even a hint of romantic flirtation.

But this tacit understanding is like that of an old married couple, exuding a harmony that makes it impossible for anyone to interfere.

Sitting on a single sofa, Liu Qianqian took a big bite of the apple in her hand.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out in the living room.

The little girl puffed out her cheeks, her phoenix eyes scanning back and forth between the two of them, as if trying to pierce through the thin veil of politeness.

This is driving me crazy!

How long have you been living together?

Why are we still stuck on kindergarten-level interactions like "feeding oranges"?

At this rate, the flowers will wither!

No way, this generation of parents is too difficult to deal with, I, Xixi, have to step in myself!