Chapter 42: Is This Uncle Trying to Kidnap Mianmian?

The little dumpling blinked her round eyes and poked her little head out, her gaze filled with curiosity.

Children’s voices are often hard to control, but even so… this scene—

Liu Wu was silent for a moment. He rubbed the little dumpling’s head, raised a finger, and placed it against his lips.

The little dumpling turned her head to glance around. Her big eyes blinked, and she puffed up her cheeks without saying another word.

But Yu Mozhi’s gaze had already fallen on the little dumpling, and the cold stillness in his eyes subtly shifted. Director Kong looked at the little dumpling, then at Yu Mozhi, but in the end, he didn’t call for a stop.

Little Mianmian covered her tiny mouth, just about to seriously watch her daddy’s performance—only to realize that Yu Mozhi’s gaze had been on her the entire time.

Yu Mozhi’s acting was truly masterful. With just one look, he could make someone’s heart tremble.

The little koi trembled slightly, instinctively touching the jade pendant hanging properly on her chest—the one she called “Grandpa Jade.” She couldn’t help but think of the day a few days ago when she sat in Yu Mozhi’s lap at home, helping him read through the script.

“There’s a feeling to it, but it still seems to be missing something.”

The assistant director spoke quietly, “But I think it’s usable.”

He was still analyzing the scene when Director Kong nearly stood up from his seat. In the end, he managed to restrain himself and said in a low voice, “Stop talking.”

The assistant director paused in surprise and followed Kong Jun’s line of sight.

The little girl who had just spoken was now obediently sitting on a small bench, her head lowered, seemingly shy from what had just happened—

Wait a minute!

The assistant director’s fingers tensed as he watched the little girl slowly lift her head.

Her once clear and bright eyes had shifted in emotion. A shadow seemed to veil her gaze. Though wide open, they appeared slightly hollow. Yet within each blink still flickered the purest emotion of a child.

Coupled with her slightly messy, tousled hair, and bangs that nearly fell into her eyes as she lifted her head, there wasn’t a hint of struggle in her expression—just the pure white of an untouched sheet of paper slowly being saturated with dark ink.

She said nothing, just sat there quietly and obediently, but her eyes were filled with emotion.

Wasn’t this the character Ji Ruan from the script?!

And that expression instantly ignited a hint of fierceness in Yu Mozhi’s previously indifferent eyes. His body instinctively leaned slightly toward the little girl. Once he realized it, that fierceness vanished in an instant, and his usual cold indifference returned. But compared to before, there was now a subtle change.

“Good!”

Kong Jun suddenly stood up.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at the startled little girl who had been frightened by his shout.

The little dumpling looked dazed. Instinctively, she reached out to the person she trusted most, seeking protection. Yu Mozhi quickly walked over and scooped the little dumpling into his arms before Kong Jun could get to her.

Kong Jun was a step too late, but his eyes still lit up as he stared at the little koi, rubbing his hands together unconsciously.

Director Kong: Look what treasure I’ve found! (flies rubbing hands gif vibe)

Actually, Yu Mozhi had already reached the passable level earlier. But after acting alongside this little girl, it was as if Ji Lu and Ji Ruan from the script were standing right in front of him—there couldn’t be a more perfect match for these roles!

“Director Kong.”

Yu Mozhi frowned, holding the little dumpling in his arms.

“You’re called… Yu Mianmian, right? Little one, would you be interested in acting in a movie? It’s super fun—uncle will give you candy!”

“I haven’t considered letting Mianmian enter the entertainment industry.”

“Daddy, is this uncle trying to kidnap Mianmian?”

A panicked little baby voice and a calm gentleman’s voice rang out at the same time.