Translator: Henyee, eunimon_ Editor: Caron_
Ye Wanwan: “If you aren’t adjusting to this place, you must tell mommy, alright?”
Nie Tang Xiao: “Okay.”
After that, Ye Wanwan didn’t know what else to say or do.
I’m not a very competent mother, am I?
“Oh right, Tangtang. I’ll go get you some fruit!”
Ye Wanwan hurriedly walked to the kitchen.
“Master, what do you need? I’ll take care of it for you!” the fatty exclaimed attentively.
Ye Wanwan: “No need, just give me an apple.”
“Sure, sure.” The fatty immediately picked the nicest apple for Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan picked up the apple and a knife then returned to the dining table.
“Tangtang, mommy will peel the apple for you, ah!”
Ye Wanwan then slowly peeled the apple into little bunnies based on her memory of what she once saw online. Then she arranged them nicely on a white porcelain plate.
The little bunnies were all gathered together and it looked very delightful and cute.
“Tangtang, have some fruit!”
Nie Tang Xiao looked at the bunny-shaped fruit and had a confused look on his face. “Mommy, I’m not a two or three-year-old kid.”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
Uh… so a four or five-year-old isn’t considered a kid, huh…
“Oh, Tangtang, you don’t like it?” Ye Wanwan seemed a little disappointed.
Nie Tang Xiao: “It’s just not necessary.”
“Oh…” Ye Wanwan was so dejected that her head nearly drooped.
Seeing how disappointed Ye Wanwan was, Nie Tang Xiao’s expression turned solemn.
Ye Wanwan laid on the table, dispirited. “Mommy suddenly feels really useless… I can’t do anything for you…”
The little fella’s face turned even more solemn like he was facing a difficult problem he couldn’t solve.
After some time, the little fella pursed his lips then extended his tiny arm. He placed it on Ye Wanwan’s head and rubbed it gently, “Mommy did really well.”
“Really?” Ye Wanwan’s head immediately rose like a sunflower.
Nie Tang Xiao picked up a little bunny. “En, I like it very much.”
It was like the sky had cleared after a storm. “That’s great, eat more then! Fruit is great for your body!”
Seeing as Ye Wanwan was energetic once again, the little fella subtly heaved a sigh of relief. “En.”
At a booth in a certain restaurant in Imperial City:
Tan Zhen Xin made his tea leisurely as he spoke in a very sincere tone: “Xu Lin, I said this before – you would look for me sooner or later.”
The man on the other side of the table had heavy eye bags and looked very lethargic. “I can write you another script, but please return ‘A Life and Death Struggle’ to me.”
Tan Zhen Xin chuckled. “Haha, if you said this earlier, it wouldn’t be an issue, but right now, I don’t think this is how you should negotiate with me!”
Xu Lin’s fingers balled into fists. He gritted his teeth and said, “I can do it at no cost and I don’t need you to give me credit for it either. Please just return ‘A Life and Death Struggle’ to me. I already signed a contract with another company for this show and I can’t let them suffer losses because of me!”
Tan Zhen Xin shook his head with a pitiful look. “Xu Lin, you’re still so naive. You still don’t get it, do you?”
“‘A Life and Death Struggle’ belongs to me and every work of yours in future will be mine… and you have no right to negotiate with me at all!”
Tan Zhen Xin looked fearless. If Xu Lin doesn’t want to lose his reputation, he has to slave away for me…
