Korean entertainment: I can steal the luck of celebrities with bad records.

"Are you being so rude because you're afraid I'll get too close?"

The children busily arranged the cookie dough on the baking tray, some in the shape of stars, rabbits, Christmas trees, and others in shapes too abstract to be clearly identified.

Perhaps because they were guests, or perhaps because Li Yuexi's cookies were the best shaped.

Her star-shaped cookies were placed right in the center.

She stared intently as her artwork was sent into the oven, her eyes unblinking.

"Grandma Cui, how long will it take?" she asked Dean Cui.

"Fifteen minutes."

Li Yuexi nodded, moved a small chair and sat in front of the oven, like a cat guarding a fish tank.

The children from the orphanage followed her and moved a chair to sit in front of the oven.

Their little heads huddled together, watching through the glass door of the oven as the cookies inside gradually puffed up, changed color, and turned golden.

Watching this scene, Jang Nara suddenly said, "Tell me, why do people celebrate Christmas?"

Lin Puzhi was taken aback.

"Because of Jesus?"

Jang Nara chuckled, "That's not what I was asking."

She leaned against the wall, flour from her apron smearing onto it.

"I mean, why do people need a holiday to be nice to others? Giving gifts, saying good wishes, having meals with family. These are things that can be done anytime, but only on holidays do people take them for granted."

Lin Puzhi thought for a moment.

"Because it would seem strange to do it normally."

"Yes." Jang Nara nodded. "If you suddenly become nice to someone normally, people will think you have ulterior motives. But holidays are different. Holidays are an excuse, an excuse that makes people feel 'it's okay to do this'."

She looked at the oven and took out a small, rectangular, flat box from her hand.

"for you."

"This is?"

"Don't you understand? It's a Christmas present."

Lin Puzhi took it and asked, "May I open it?"

"certainly."

Lin Puzhi opened the box and found a movie script inside.

The Warring States Period

Open the cast list:

The male leads are Sun Honglei and Francis Ng, and the female leads are Jing Tian and Kim Hee-sun.

It was a star-studded event; it would have been better if Jing Tian hadn't been there.

With this box office poison in mind, he could already guess the ending of the show.

"How was it?" Jang Nara said with a hint of pride, "This drama is a Sino-Korean co-production, heavily promoted by the investors, and it's a major production that will be released simultaneously in China and North America!"

"I did a lot of favors to get you the role of Tian Ji."

"Thank you," Lin Puzhi said, closing the script.

Although he thought the drama would probably lose so much money that it wouldn't even be able to pay the actors' salaries, Jang Nara must have exchanged a lot of favors and resources to get him into such a "big production".

He was genuinely grateful.

"Is that all you want to say?" Zhang Na stretched out her fair hand and placed it in front of Lin Puzhi.

Lin Puzhi placed his hand on it.

With their palms facing each other, Lin Puzhi sensed the other's body temperature through his hands.

Jang Nara slapped Lin Puzhi's hand away, pretending to be angry, and said:

"Playing dumb?"

"What? You're asking me to put my hand on top of yours?"

"Where's my Christmas present?"

Jang Nara reached out her little hand again.

"You weren't prepared, were you?"

Lin Puzhi was certainly unprepared, but he didn't want the girl to be sad.

That's when you need some white lies.

"Oh—" Lin Puzhi pretended to suddenly realize, "So you want a Christmas present? I thought you wanted me as a Christmas present."

Lin Puzhi pointed to Li Yuexi, who was sitting on a small stool not far away.

Jang Nara's gaze followed the direction Lin Puzhi was pointing.

"The child is a gift I'm giving you," Lin Puzhi said with a straight face, "With this Christmas gift, you can go to Samsung Group headquarters and make any wish."

"Heh." Jang Nara sneered.

At that moment, the oven also made a "ding" sound.

Dean Cui put on gloves and opened the oven door.

The rich aroma of milk instantly filled the activity room, and the children eagerly moved around Dean Cui.

"Don't push, don't push." ​​Dean Cui placed the baking tray on the table. "It's freshly baked, it's hot, let it cool down before you eat it."

Li Yuexi tiptoed and peered through the gaps in the crowd.

Her star cookies were baked to a beautiful golden brown, with the edges of the five corners slightly darkened, like they were edged with gold.

"Brother," she turned her head and called to Lin Puzhi, "my star is ready."

Lin Puzhi walked over.

He picked her up from the crowd so she could see the cookies on the baking tray.

Li Yuexi pointed to the stars: "These are mine."

"I saw it."

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Um."

Li Yuexi smiled with satisfaction.

Jang Nara walked over, used tongs to transfer the star-shaped cookies to a small dish, and handed it to Lee Yue-hee.

"Be careful, it's hot."

Li Yuexi took it, puffed out her cheeks, and blew on it.

Then she broke the cookie in half and put one half into Lin Puzhi's mouth.

"Brother, eat."

The cookies were still warm, and the edges were a little hot to the touch.

"Is it good?" Li Yuexi asked, looking at him.

The sweetness of butter and sugar, and the aroma of wheat from baked flour.

"It's delicious," he said.

Li Yuexi's eyes curved into crescent moons.

She broke off another piece and handed it to Jang Nara: "Sister, you can have some too."

Jang Nara took it and took a bite.

"Yuexi is such a good girl," she said while eating the biscuits that Li Yuexi fed her. "Do you want to come to my house and be my little sister? Your brother just gave you to me."

"Really? Brother?" Li Yuexi looked at Lin Puzhi with her obsidian-like eyes.

"No way!" Lin Puzhi immediately said, "Yuexi is so cute, how could I bear to give her away? That was just your unnie Jang Nara joking."

"I'm sorry, Jang Nara unnie, this Christmas I only wished for a brother. Next Christmas I'll wish for you to be my sister." Li Yuexi turned her head and said to Jang Nara with a serious expression.

"Okay!" Jang Nara replied with a big smile.

In a corner where the children couldn't see, Jang Nara's left hand was tightly gripping the soft flesh around Lin Puzhi's waist.

Lin Puzhi was unable to resist because he was holding Li Yuexi in his arms.

"Brother, you don't look well."

Li Yuexi placed her two small hands on Lin Puzhi's face and asked with concern.

"It's nothing... My brother didn't eat breakfast, so he's just a little low blood sugar."

"Then I'll feed my brother some cookies, ah—"

"ah--"

When Jang Nara heard Lin Puzhi's words, she smiled like a child who had stolen candy.

She first glanced at Lin Puzhi, who was speechless with grievance, and then said to Li Yuexi:

"Yuexi, when you grow up, you can't be like some people who love to lie. Lying will have consequences."

"Okay, Jang Nara unnie, although Yuexi doesn't know why you suddenly brought this up, Yuexi understands!"

"Wrong!" Lin Puzhi suddenly interjected.

"Your Aunt Jang Nara is only half right. It should be: don't tell two different lies to two women..."

"S..."

Lin Puzhi felt the small hand around his waist tighten even more.

Meanwhile, Dean Cui, watching this "heartwarming" scene from a short distance away, smiled like an aunt.