"I don’t really know the specifics. That day, I just heard Zhiyan mention it briefly, but then the topic changed because of something else. I didn’t ask further, and when you didn’t answer your phone this afternoon, I thought it was Zhang Jinlei coming out again to pester you."

Wen Jin’s voice was deep and gentle, carried on the soft breeze into her ears, like a gentle hand lightly brushing across the heart.

Jing Xiaocha’s clear eyes flickered, and she slightly lowered her eyelids to avoid his gaze.

"I didn’t expect you to be angry because of Shi Tian going to see you." After a moment, Wen Jin spoke again.

The sentence carried a slight smile and teasing, along with a brotherly indulgent tone.

Seeing Jing Xiaocha not speaking, just sitting quietly with lowered eyes.

Wen Jin’s eyes shifted slightly, then he smiled again, "What food do you have at home?"

"Ah?"

Jing Xiaocha raised her eyes, looking bewildered. His topics always shifted so quickly.

Wen Jin laughed and asked, "Could it be that there’s no food at all?"

Jing Xiaocha concealed a laugh; indeed, there was no food at home.

She had originally planned to buy some groceries today.

After dropping Zhang Minghui off at school in the morning, she went to Star Summer Film and Television and only returned home in the afternoon, having a bowl of instant noodles.

In a bad mood, she didn’t go out in the afternoon.

Until she went to pick up Zhang Minghui from school just now, she hadn’t had the chance to buy groceries.

Wen Jin read the answer in Jing Xiaocha’s smile.

Sighing, he stood up and said, "Let’s go, let’s buy some groceries at the mall ahead, I’ll have dinner at your place tonight."

"Didn’t you just say you had something to deal with at the factory, shouldn’t you hurry and handle it?"

Jing Xiaocha slowly stood up from the bench, looking at Wen Jin with puzzled eyes.

He said calmly, "I don’t need to go personally, I’ve already arranged for someone to handle it. Come on, you’ll cook tonight."

"..."

"Don’t worry, I don’t eat much."

Seeing Jing Xiaocha pout, Wen Jin smiled and added another sentence.

Jing Xiaocha muttered softly, "You eat more than Little Hui and I."

Wen Jin had just taken a step when he heard Jing Xiaocha’s words, and his mouth twitched.

Looking back, Jing Xiaocha immediately feigned a smile and said, "Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll cook tonight."

This area where Jing Xiaocha lived was very convenient.

Whether it was transportation, shopping, schools, or hospitals, everything was readily available.

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha walked out of the park, one in front of the other, heading towards the mall.

Jing Xiaocha walked behind, stepping on Wen Jin’s shadow, step by step, whether for fun or due to an obsession.

Each step landed in the same spot.

"How’s the script revision going?"

Wen Jin suddenly spoke, turning his head to look at Jing Xiaocha walking behind him.

He slowed down, yet this little girl kept following him behind.

So, she was stepping on his shadow.

Because of his sudden turn, Jing Xiaocha paused her step.

Lifting her head, she met Wen Jin’s knowing gaze, she laughed guiltily, not looking below, before stepping on.

"There are a few plot points that need to be added, but there’s no rush."

Wen Jin stopped for a couple of steps, so Jing Xiaocha had to walk beside him.

"Has the filming schedule been set, are the actors chosen?"

Wen Jin asked seemingly casually.

Talking about this topic, Jing Xiaocha felt depressed.

In front of Wen Jin, she couldn’t really hide her emotions, and he easily saw through her.

"What’s the matter?"

Wen Jin slightly tilted his head, Mo Yu’s eyes filled with concern gazed at her slightly pursed lips, seeing unhappiness written all over her face.

Jing Xiaocha remained silent for a few seconds, then gloomily said, "The actors were initially decided by online voting. Even if the final selection didn’t follow the votes, it should have been a reference."

"Hmm."

Wen Jin listened patiently, his expression gentle and warm.

"However, this morning President Jin suddenly said that Zheng Shirui has been decided as the lead actress."

"Zheng Shirui?"

Wen Jin pretended to be unaware, as if just hearing her mention it was the first he’d known about it.

Jing Xiaocha nodded, adding, "That’s Jin Zheyu’s girlfriend, the future daughter-in-law of the Jin Family. But she’s hardly acted in any roles before, lacks experience, and has no acting skills, not to mention a questionable character."

"Why did Jin Yunchang decide on her?"

Wen Jin asked gently, "When you signed with Jin Zheyu, did the contract mention anything about actor selection, did you have any say?"

"Yes, but Jin Yunchang’s attitude is tough, saying Zheng Shirui is their future daughter-in-law, he wants to focus on cultivating her."

"No room for negotiation?"

Wen Jin’s handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. Unnoticed, the two of them had already arrived outside the mall.

Jing Xiaocha dejectedly hung her head.

Thinking of Jin Yunchang’s condition made her chest feel tight.

She didn’t see the person ahead, similarly looking down, walking while staring at the phone, coming straight towards her.

Her arm was lightly pulled by someone, and her body swayed to the left.

Avoiding the person walking directly towards her.

But now she was tightly pressed against Wen Jin.

When Wen Jin pulled her, he was already looking at her slightly from the side. As Jing Xiaocha leaned in, the familiar, pleasant male scent brushed past her ear.

Her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

"Watch your step."

Wen Jin’s voice sounded, low and gentle in her ear, his thin lips still brushed against her hair.

Just a little more, like last time, it would have swept over her earlobe.

Jing Xiaocha’s ears turned red.

Her entire face flushed as well, resembling the soon-to-disappear sunset, incredibly cute.

"I-I didn’t see."

She explained, stammering, stepping back a little.

Wen Jin, making sure she was steady, released her arm, "Let’s buy the groceries first, then you can tell me in detail. Since Zheng Shirui lacks both skill and character, let’s find a way to replace her."

"..."

It’s not as easy as you say.

Jing Xiaocha’s lips moved slightly, but she didn’t speak.

But Wen Jin understood perfectly.

His eyes softened, soothingly saying, "Don’t worry, there’s always a way. Jin Yunchang only verbally informed you, it hasn’t been officially announced, there’s still room to maneuver."

Nothing is absolute.

Even some actors already announced have been replaced in the end.

Although Wen Jin’s words were just a few comforting ones, hearing them made Jing Xiaocha feel less frustrated and upset.

It seemed his words had a magical reassurance.

She smiled, lightly said, "Alright, hope Brother Wen’s words are as good as gold."

Wen Jin smiled quietly.

Both entered the mall together, Jing Xiaocha genuinely in a better mood, cheerfully asking, "Brother Wen, feel free to buy whatever you want to eat, no need to be polite with me."

"I never intended to be polite, come on, upstairs."

Wen Jin truly wasn’t polite; he’d eaten very little at noon and was already hungry now.