Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

Yue Shuxin was surprised. "No way? Shi Jin's lyrics are indeed not bad, but she shouldn't be good at scriptwriting, right? Different professions are like different worlds. If it's really her, Director Ji won't agree, right?

"Who knows, but if it's really her, how can we guarantee the quality of this movie? In terms of failing, many big directors have failed recently. If Director Ji…" Zhang Xuelin was worried.

Yue Shuxin thought for a while before saying, "No matter what, I think we should trust Director Ji. There must be something special about the script he can choose, no matter who wrote it. As for us, let's just see if we can get chosen. Let's not worry too much."

Seeing that she didn't take the bait, Zhang Xuelin shrugged. "I'll get going first. Bye."

***

Shi Jin spent the past two days visiting Fu Heyan and her nephew.

When she went, Fu Heyan was pushing the little kid for a walk in the courtyard.

The little kid already knew how to sit. He clapped his hands and smiled at Shi Jin. His round face looked very cute.

Shi Jin's heart melted at his cuteness. She reached out and pinched his chubby little face. He giggled and started drooling when he laughed. It was both cute and funny.

"Come, give me a hug." Shi Jin reached out and he obediently opened his arms and pounced on her.

Fu Heyan smiled broadly. "He likes you."

"I like you, too, Little Nine," Shi Jin said, waving his hand.

Because the child was born in September, his nickname was Little Nine.

"Sis, take some photos for us." Shi Jin handed the phone to Fu Heyan.

Fu Heyan turned on her phone and took many photos of them.

Little Nine was very obedient. He did not cry or make a fuss when Shi Jin hugged him. He grabbed her clothes and smiled until his eyes disappeared.

Old Madam Fu sat at the side and asked with a smile, "Shi Jin, you like children so much. When will you and Xiuyuan consider having your own?"

"Grandma!" Fu Heyan smiled and said, "You can have your afternoon tea in peace. Shi Jin and Xiuyuan will think about it themselves."

"It's their business to think about it. It's my business to ask," Old Madam Fu said with a smile. "Young people nowadays never think about these things unless they're urged."

Shi Jin carried Little Nine for a walk.

Little Nine was learning to speak and making a gurgling sound. He was extremely obedient.

After walking for a while, Little Nine was tired and fell asleep against Shi Jin's shoulder.

Shi Jin carefully placed him in the cradle and lowered her voice. "Should we send him back to his room?"

"It's okay, just stay here." Fu Heyan put down the mosquito shield for him and stuck the mosquito-repellent sticker on it.

Shi Jin smiled and said in a low voice, "Little Nine is fine. He's in good health, and your body is recovering very well. As for Grandma, I've mixed another essential oil for Grandma to use, and these tea leaves were made according to her physical condition. As long as you recuperate well, there's no problem."

"It's really hard on you to take up so much of your time." Old Madam Fu looked at Shi Jin in satisfaction.

"Not at all. It's what I'm supposed to do." Shi handed it to the butler.

When Shi Jin left the Fu residence, she sent the pictures of her and Little Nine to Fu Xiuyuan.

"Isn't it adorable?" She looked at the child in the photograph, and before she knew it, she was smiling.

"You were always cute."

Shi Jin smiled. "I'm talking about Little Nine."

"Oh, he's okay."

Shi Jin could imagine Fu Xiuyuan's expression when he said that. She couldn't help but laugh. "Little children are really too cute. Do you think we should have a child like that?"

After she sent it, Fu Xiuyuan didn't reply.

Shi Jin didn't mind. Fu Xiuyuan was busy to begin with, and what she said was unimportant.

She returned to Orchid Pavilion. After a shower, she felt sleepy and lay in bed for the morning.

When Fu Xiuyuan returned, the curtains in the room were open. A rose that bloomed from outside the window had crept it, bright and beckoning.

The girl lying on the bed had her eyes closed, and her eyeliner looked exceptionally slender and charming. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and even when she was asleep, she looked extremely alluring.

Shi Jin groggily felt someone's presence in her sleep. She blinked and realized it was Fu Xiuyuan. She said in a muffled voice, "Is it late?"

Fu Xiuyuan took her hand. "No, it's still early. You can sleep some more if you want."

She closed her eyes again, then thought better of it and sat up, blinking at him. "You're back?"

Fu Xiuyuan smiled. "I thought you were going to sleep. Why are you up?"

Shi Jin glanced out the window at the sun. It was indeed early. She smiled. "I thought you'd be busy and wouldn't be back until tonight."

"What did you tell me on WeChat?" Fu Xiuyuan asked.

"I said that Little Nine is super cute and always laughs when he's teased." Shi Jin recalled the child's innocent smile and couldn't help but laugh.

"What else was said after that?" Fu Xiuyuan continued.

"After that…" Shi Jin's mind was fuzzy from a half-long nap. "Nothing more."

"Is there really nothing?" Fu Xiuyuan grabbed her waist and squeezed it.

Fortunately, Shi Jin was sitting on the bed and did not collapse.

Her eyes clouded. "I really forgot. Tell me."

"Have you really forgotten?" His fingers tightened, and Shi Jin gave a small cry.

She smiled through narrowed eyes. "I remember now."

The man's voice grew husky. "What is it?"

"I'm not saying it. It's your fault for not replying to me on WeChat."

Fu Xiuyuan leaned close and pulled her into his arms. "I saw it. I didn't want to reply to you on WeChat. I'll answer you now: yes."

Shi Jin draped her arms around his neck and hugged him. "Do you want a child that badly?"

"I just want a child with you." He bit her lip, his movements urgent.

If he had a child with her, there would be so many bonds that they could never be separated again.

Shi Jin understood what he was thinking. He might not want a child that badly, but he really wanted a child with her.

She closed her eyes, understanding that all of this stemmed from his incredible regard and attachment to her.

She whispered, "It's not like you can just get what you want…"

"Are you questioning my ability?" Fu Xiuyuan paused and kissed the side of her neck harder.

Shi Jin smiled tightly. "Okay, let's go with the flow."

Fu Xiuyuan kissed her again and pressed her back against the bed. This time, he didn't use the safety measures like before.

The new sensitivity made him tense. Against her forehead, he gasped repeatedly.

***

Zhang Xuelin sat in Ji Hanxue's office and was indeed surprised to hear his words.