“But it’s not very big.” Little Zheng thought for a bit and added. He then circled his thumb with his index finger. “It’s about this big.”
Jun Hua was dazed. “Only that big?”
Little Zheng nodded and said, “I saw it with my own eyes. She said it was her secret and told me not to tell anyone.”
He scratched his head and said, “Don’t tell anyone, grandpa.”
“Of course, of course,” Jun Hua said.
If Little Zheng remembered correctly, it meant that the birthmark on Ye Shengge’s face had become smaller?
It had only been two months since she started acting. Did that mean she had found a way to get rid of the birthmark?
Jun Hua was a bit unsettled when Ling Yutong came looking for her.
“Dad.” She opened the door and saw Little Zheng lying on the desk. “This child is disturbing you again.”
Ling Yutong had always respected her father.
“Nothing. Little Zheng is very obedient,” Jun Hua said. “Yutong, I remember you saying that the lead actress of Director Chen Anzhi’s new show might be Ye Shengge?”
Ling Yutong looked displeased upon hearing Ye Shengge’s name.
“She’s only one of the candidates now,” Ling Yutong said. “Dad, why did you ask about her?”
“I just thought that if she’s the lead actress, you two would have to cooperate for months.” Jun Hua smiled. “I also like Chen Anzhi’s movie, and I don’t want anything to happen to his new movie.”
Ling Yutong bit her lips. She hadn’t thought about that before.
“The final candidate hasn’t been decided yet,” Ling Yutong said as she grabbed Little Zheng’s hand. “I’ll tell you the results in the future.”
“Mm.” Jun Hua nodded.
After the mother and son left, Jun Hua took out his phone and called his assistant.
Within ten minutes, his subordinate sent Ye Shengge’s phone number to him.
Since Ye Shengge was going to be the lead actress, it meant that she had a way to get rid of the birthmark.
…
Qianfan Villa.
Ye Shengge was looking at herself in the mirror after showering.
The birthmark on her face was only the size of a fingernail now. If she worked hard, she might be able to get rid of it completely tonight.
She couldn’t help feeling excited at the thought that she was about to solve the problem that had been bothering her for a long time.
Ji Shiting was still in the study, so she lay on the bed with the tablet and started to watch a movie she liked.
Her phone rang halfway.
Ye Shengge picked up her phone and saw that it was an unknown number, but she picked it up without hesitation. After all, she was the boss of a studio now, so it was normal for an unknown number to call her for cooperation.
“Hello.”
“Is this Ms. Ye?” The other party sounded refined. “I’m Jun Hua. Can I talk to you?”
“Mr. Jun?” Ye Shengge was surprised. She hadn’t expected this big shot to call her. She pursed her lips and said, “Are you going to be talking about Ling Yutong and Little Zheng? If that’s the case, I don’t think there’s anything to discuss.”
Ling Yutong’s greatest reliance was her son and Jun Hua. Now that her son had proven that he had nothing to do with Ji Shiting, Jun Hua had been watching with folded arms, neither supporting nor stopping her.
Was he finally going to attack?
“No, my call has nothing to do with them.” Jun Hua smiled. “Actually, I know your parents.”
“But it’s not very big.” Little Zheng thought for a bit and added. He then circled his thumb with his index finger. “It’s about this big.”
Jun Hua was dazed. “Only that big?”
Little Zheng nodded and said, “I saw it with my own eyes. She said it was her secret and told me not to tell anyone.”
He scratched his head and said, “Don’t tell anyone, grandpa.”
“Of course, of course,” Jun Hua said.
If Little Zheng remembered correctly, it meant that the birthmark on Ye Shengge’s face had become smaller?
It had only been two months since she started acting. Did that mean she had found a way to get rid of the birthmark?
Jun Hua was a bit unsettled when Ling Yutong came looking for her.
“Dad.” She opened the door and saw Little Zheng lying on the desk. “This child is disturbing you again.”
Ling Yutong had always respected her father.
“Nothing. Little Zheng is very obedient,” Jun Hua said. “Yutong, I remember you saying that the lead actress of Director Chen Anzhi’s new show might be Ye Shengge?”
Ling Yutong looked displeased upon hearing Ye Shengge’s name.
“She’s only one of the candidates now,” Ling Yutong said. “Dad, why did you ask about her?”
“I just thought that if she’s the lead actress, you two would have to cooperate for months.” Jun Hua smiled. “I also like Chen Anzhi’s movie, and I don’t want anything to happen to his new movie.”
Ling Yutong bit her lips. She hadn’t thought about that before.
“The final candidate hasn’t been decided yet,” Ling Yutong said as she grabbed Little Zheng’s hand. “I’ll tell you the results in the future.”
“Mm.” Jun Hua nodded.
After the mother and son left, Jun Hua took out his phone and called his assistant.
Within ten minutes, his subordinate sent Ye Shengge’s phone number to him.
Since Ye Shengge was going to be the lead actress, it meant that she had a way to get rid of the birthmark.
…
Qianfan Villa.
Ye Shengge was looking at herself in the mirror after showering.
The birthmark on her face was only the size of a fingernail now. If she worked hard, she might be able to get rid of it completely tonight.
She couldn’t help feeling excited at the thought that she was about to solve the problem that had been bothering her for a long time.
Ji Shiting was still in the study, so she lay on the bed with the tablet and started to watch a movie she liked.
Her phone rang halfway.
Ye Shengge picked up her phone and saw that it was an unknown number, but she picked it up without hesitation. After all, she was the boss of a studio now, so it was normal for an unknown number to call her for cooperation.
“Hello.”
“Is this Ms. Ye?” The other party sounded refined. “I’m Jun Hua. Can I talk to you?”
“Mr. Jun?” Ye Shengge was surprised. She hadn’t expected this big shot to call her. She pursed her lips and said, “Are you going to be talking about Ling Yutong and Little Zheng? If that’s the case, I don’t think there’s anything to discuss.”
Ling Yutong’s greatest reliance was her son and Jun Hua. Now that her son had proven that he had nothing to do with Ji Shiting, Jun Hua had been watching with folded arms, neither supporting nor stopping her.
Was he finally going to attack?
“No, my call has nothing to do with them.” Jun Hua smiled. “Actually, I know your parents.”
