The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

One had to admit that despite his harmless-looking appearance, Director Yue was actually quite a decisive character!

After a brief discussion, where they each gave their opinions, the meeting came to a successful end.

Director Yue left first. Qian Ming realized that he was reminded of Su Xiaomo whenever his gaze landed on An Xiaxia. He couldn't help but shudder.

He gave Yin Qinghan a pat on the shoulder and said, "I'm off. Send me a copy after the script is done."

"Sure." Yin Qinghan nodded.

An Xiaxia was going to leave when Yin Qinghan called after her. "The most excellent Break Stones on My Chest, can I talk to you for a moment?"

Heh…

"Princess Hanhan, what do you want to talk about?" There! She said it! Since he had called her by her pseudonym, so would she! Let them see which one sounded more humiliating!

As expected, Yin Qinghan looked embarrassed. He then cleared his throat and said, "Of the lead actors, Qian Ming is actually more suitable for the bottom. As for the top… don't you think your husband is the perfect choice?"

His gaze then landed on Sheng Yize.

Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow. Crossing his legs, he casually leaned back in his chair and made no comment.

An Xiaxia looked at Sheng Yize as well. Just look at that face, that body, that demeanor… Fine, she had to admit that he was really a natural top!

"He does look like an excellent choice…"

Sheng Yize said grumpily, "I'm not doing it."

Yin Qinghan chuckled. "It was just a random suggestion. I still have some errands to run. See ya."

Rubbing her chin, An Xiaxia looked Sheng Yize up and down. "It suddenly occurs to me that I based all my male protagonists on you…"

"Are you that desperate to get me to act? Haven't I fed you nice and plump even without a career in acting?" Sheng Yize snorted. "If you really want to see me on TV, write a story about little Blacky and little Xiaxia. I'll do it!"

Pfft —

That tsundere!

"Hey, what do you mean by nice and plump? I'm only… 45kg!" An Xiaxia yelled, but she didn't sound so confident.

Sheng Yize snorted. "That was what you weighed back in high school. But now, well…"

"Are you calling me fat now?!" An Xiaxia blushed. "I'm not!"

"You certainly feel nicer to the touch now. I can't keep my hands off you." Sheng Yize gestured with his hand and smiled suggestively.

"You…" An Xiaxia chewed her lip. "I'll make you the biggest villain in my next book! You'll die a miserable death!"

Leaning back and resting his head on his crossed hands, Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes lazily. "Are you sure you can bring yourself to do that to me?"

Gosh… That look! It killed her!

Pressing her hand to her thumping heart, An Xiaxia blushed.

-

The script had yet to be completed and the Spring Festival was around the corner.

A week before the actual day, the city was already in the holiday mood.

After An Xiaxia's repeated requests, a few lanterns went up in the Sheng family home, which Sheng Yize found hideous.

Dressed in their new clothes, Cola and Pepsi leaned on the windowsill, watching the snow outside. Beside them, Sheng Yize wore a thin sweater and was reading a book.

An Xiaxia was cooking in the kitchen, the thought of which distracted him so greatly that he hadn't turned a page in a while.

Sheng Yize sighed when he saw the innocent looks on Cola's and Pepsi's faces.

Could he share their milk powder?

"Dinner's ready!" An Xiaxia called out happily. Picking Pepsi up and holding Cola by the hand, Sheng Yize sat them down at the table.

"I made dumplings, stewed beef and potatoes, and sweet and sour spare ribs!" An Xiaxia introduced each dish in turn.

Actually, if she hadn't told him, Sheng Yize would never have guessed what the black, sticky substance on the plates were.

With the determination of someone headed for the gallows, Sheng Yize took a bite.

Why, it actually didn't taste bad at all!

"Cola and Pepsi are spared from food poisoning!" thought Sheng Yize jubilantly.