“She seems to be a Garfield cat, she has good genes,” the vet said to Yan Huan after looking at Little Bean for a while.
“She’s just a stray cat, I found her.” Yan Huan rubbed Little Bean’s ear. Truthfully, Little Bean’s lineage didn’t matter to Yan Huang. She’s already a part of my family, yes, she’s my family member.
She used to be alone, but now she had Yi Ling and Little Bean.
Yan Huan took the medicine and was about to go when the veterinarian suddenly spoke again. “Excuse me, are you Yan Huan? The actress who played the Little Golden Silkworm?”
For the first time, Yan Huan could tell that she was famous. There were many people who remembered the Little Golden Silkworm character. That had been the first part she played in a drama that aired, although it was only a few seconds and she just appeared twice, she had performed successfully, and there were many people who remembered it.
She turned and smiled.
“No, maybe we just look alike.”
“You’re right,” the veterinarian nodded. “The actress was fully made-up on TV, you’re so beautiful that if you had played the role, you may have been more beautiful than the leading actress.”
Yan Huan simply smiled.
She lowered her head and held Little Bean tighter in her arms. A warm smile hung on her lips.
She didn’t see the couple when she came back. She didn’t know that Lu Yi was drinking a cup of milk tea in Le Qingyi’s house.
“What? You don’t have milk tea powder at home?”
Lei Qingyi walked over in bare feet, and stretched his legs on the sofa. The furniture in his house was all made to order, otherwise they wouldn’t fit such a big, tall man like him.
Lu Yi drank a sip of milk tea, he liked was its sweetness and rich taste.
“Fang Zhu threw it away.”
“She tossed it?” Lei Qingyi widened his eyes and pounded the desk. “Lu Yi, you’re not even married yet and this is what she’s doing already? You have no any other hobby but to drink milk tea, is she going to deprive you of your only joy?”
Though he was confused by Lu Yi’s “hobby,” he respected him, at least he had one. Lu Yi was still a normal person, how was he supposed to live when his life was all about work?
“I don’t really think she’s right for you. Why does everyone think both of you are perfect for each other?” Lei Qingyi grabbed his hair, confused. Was it because Lu Yi didn’t love to talk, and Fang Zhu didn’t pay much attention to people?
“Did you really decide to marry her?” Lei Qingyi leaned his head on Lu Yi. “She isn’t fun at all. If both of you really are going to get married, I’m afraid that she’ll even make a schedule for sex.”
“How many times in a week, how long does it take, Lu Yi? I really worry about you. The woman who has obsessive-compulsive disorder is quite formidable.”
Lei Qingyi touched his arms. A life lived by someone else’s schedule is no life at all. If I had to follow someone else’s schedule for everything, what to do when, what time to sleep and eat, what I can or can’t eat and drink, I’d feel like my life is meaningless and had already ended.
“Lu Yi, do you really want to live such a life, where you can’t even drink the milk tea that you love the most?”
“My mother likes her,” Lu Yi said drily. The milk tea in the cup had a rich, creamy flavour. It tasted like usual, but was a bit more bitter, flavored not by chocolate but with cassia seed.
“What about you, though?” Lei Qingyi moved his head. “You can’t marry her because of your mother.”
“I have to marry someone.” Lu Yi put his cup down. “Do you think we’re right for each other?”
Lei Qingyi shook his head. “No, not at all.”
“So what kind of woman do you think would suit me?” Lu Yi asked.
Lei Qingyi could only smile at him.
There were only a few women who could get along with Lu Yi in the world. He didn’t stay home all night but instead buried himself in his work, and he always had a murderous look on his face. There was no woman that would like him…
The women around them preferred the handsome young boys, not the unromantic middle-aged men like Lu Yi. Though he was just 25, he already lived the life of a middle-aged man.
Lu Yi took the cup and took a deep drink. He looked perplexed and suddenly remembered something. Not far away, there were some young people who were in their prime.
Yan Huan opened her wardrobe, took out a light-coloured coat, and put on it. She was going to the audition of Journey to Fairyland. She wanted to get the second female lead instead of first, but Yi Ling was still daydreaming about if she got the leading role. The appearance and temperament of the first female were similar to Yan Huan: a lovable girl next door.
However, Yan Huan didn’t feel good about it. The two TV shows she had already appeared in were very different roles, and she didn’t want to position herself as just one character. She lived by her acting, not by her face.
And she remembered that in her previous life, the first female lead didn’t make as strong as an impression as the second character. The first female lead was flat and dull without any dramatic plotlines, but the second female lead was totally different: she was first an angel but then a devil, and a challenge in both the clothing and make-up as well as the acting of her personality.
Yan Huan wanted to play a role like second female lead, it was played by Wen Dongni in previous life. Wen Dongni had joined the cast of Journey to Fairyland after she played in Love and Tribulations. She was famous in her past life, but it was different this time around as Director Jin had blacklisted her.
So, the role of the second female lead was vacant.
Of course, there was another reason she didn’t want to audition for the role of the lead. Generally, the lead role was very popular, with everyone wanting such a big part in a hit drama. Yan Huan thought it was better to audition for the less popular second female lead role rather than compete with others for the leading part.
