I don’t know if it was because of the razor or something she said, but Jing Jihan pressed it into her hand and replied indifferently, "What’s the rush?" Shi Su, seeing she couldn’t break free, simply withdrew her hand, yet simultaneously confiscated the two trays directly from in front of him. Initially, she was mindful of the person’s status and tried to be as polite as possible, but in the blink of an eye, she tore away the polite facade, wishing she could kick this shiny big BOSS off the fifth floor, just hoping he’d leave her little shabby place and stop irritating her. Jing Jihan slightly lifted his chin and pointed at the two thick folders on her dining table: "I haven’t seen these before, what are they?" Shi Su’s gaze followed his, looking over in that direction. "Those two folders? They’re scripts for two new dramas. Ever since the last Weibo trending incident, some casting studios preparing new dramas have listed me as a potential rising star. But potential is just potential; no mature works have been released yet, and my popularity and skills are still under evaluation." "So the scripts coming my way so far are for two web dramas, one set in ancient times and the other in modern times." "I haven’t had the time to look at these two scripts yet. Jun’s suggestion is that since the current drama hasn’t wrapped, there’s no rush to pick up the next one. Plus, with the recent attention, more scripts might gradually come my way, and we can decide then." Talking about this, Shi Su’s earlier hostile glares softened considerably with a sense of tact. "This sudden wave of attention I have now is really thanks to you, and many people are assuming I have some powerful backing. The public’s imagination is astounding; even Jun is wondering if I’ve secretly paired up with a sugar daddy and didn’t tell her!" Faced with such ambiguous rumors, most artists in the industry opt to spend money first to suppress the trending topics, then strengthen their relationships with various media and slowly clean their image with more marketing. However, this involves a significant financial loss, and at best only temporarily suppresses the black material. When brought up again in the future, it would still cause a bloodbath among fans. These inexplicable black materials may linger as a ticking time bomb every day going forward. Shi Su analyzed, "The biggest issue at the time was in the makeup room. It was temporarily constructed on set and didn’t have surveillance. But even if there were surveillance footage to prove my innocence, no one would want to believe it... Dry explanations don’t have the explosive heat of black material news, right? The cost of spreading rumors in the entertainment industry is too low, and the trending black material gets quickly fermented by various marketing accounts. Without strong methods, it’s challenging to resolve." But Jing Jihan not only has strong methods but was swift and decisive, eradicating it overnight. "What kind of sugar daddy could I find to have such methods and standards like yours? Even Jun has crafted various storylines in her head about me and this sugar daddy, and I can’t even explain it to her." As Shi Su spoke, she grabbed a pre-cut piece of pineapple from another tray, chewed on it, and squinted her eyes from the sourness. Jing Jihan’s eyes slightly closed, and he said blandly, "Is this how you treat a sugar daddy?" Shi Su’s surprised gaze landed on his face, and the man’s indifferent gaze pointedly glanced at the two trays she had just picked up. Shi Su’s mouth twitched involuntarily, and she quickly put down the two trays, pushing the tray of cut fruit and another tray of snacks in front of him with a hand gesture that said "please help yourself." Jing Jihan lifted his eyelids: "How do I eat?" She quickly turned to fetch a small fork, then returned to place it beside his hand, squeezing out a smile at him: "Enjoy it first; I’ll go see if Mianmian is done washing." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI(F)ire.net After saying this, she turned her face up and silently rolled her eyes at the ceiling. What high-end exotic fruits hasn’t he tasted around the world? Why bicker with her over a tray of apples and pineapples? And the pineapple is absurdly sour! Eat it, go ahead, may it sour you! Shi Su swiftly returned to the children’s room, washed the toothpaste-covered Shi Mianmian clean after throwing her into the bathtub, and wrapped the little girl in a towel to bring her out. Once Shi Mianmian was dressed in a cute nightdress, she had no sleepiness at all. Barefoot, she ran out, throwing herself at Jing Jihan’s legs, excitedly asking, "Uncle Ji Han, do you want to stay here tonight?" Shi Su came out of the children’s room and quickly interjected after hearing this, "He doesn’t!" Jing Jihan seemed not to hear Shi Su’s resolute three words. Seeing Mianmian barefoot, he effortlessly lifted the little girl clinging to his leg and placed her on the nearby seat. Mianmian turned and crawled onto the dining table, seeing a tray of snacks and fruit, her eyes lit up and said, "Uncle Ji Han, I want to eat that!" Mianmian pointed at the mango pastry Shi Su just ate a piece of earlier. Jing Jihan looked down at the little one who was almost climbing onto the table, reaching towards the plate, and asked, "Did you just brush your teeth?" Shi Mianmian’s hand that was about to touch the plate immediately paused, remaining in that position on the table, tilting her innocent face and blinking at Jing Jihan, whispering, "Just one." Saying this, Shi Mianmian even held up one tender white finger, pouting at him: "Really, just one!" Jing Jihan said nothing, silently and calmly watching her. Under his silent gaze, Shi Mianmian suddenly retracted her little hand obediently, whispering, "Alright then, I know it causes cavities, I’ll eat it when I wake up tomorrow." After saying that, Shi Mianmian’s curious little hand reached for the cufflinks of his coat, fiddling with the dark silver buttons as if seeing them for the first time. Until Shi Su called her back to the room to sleep, Mianmian reluctantly hugged his arm, unwilling to let go, her eyes clearly pleading for him not to leave, but didn’t dare to say it out loud, only blinking her slightly reddened eyes as she returned to the children’s room. Having finally coaxed Shi Mianmian to sleep, Shi Su walked back to the living room and saw only one slice of apple missing from the fruit plate in front of him. She walked over smiling sweetly, "Why didn’t you eat?" At the same time, Jing Jihan’s phone chimed with a message notification. He glanced at her approach, picked up his phone, his calm eyes passing over the lit screen, where there was a newly received encrypted email. Shi Su got closer, suddenly picking up a piece of pineapple with the small fork and waved it in front of him, using a cutesy voice to say, "Daddy Sugar, if you don’t mind, I can feed you~" Jing Jihan’s eyes didn’t leave the phone, "I don’t mind."