CIATB Chapter 185 You'll Always Be a Child in My Heart
Chapter 185 You'll Always Be a Child in My Heart
Chapter 185 You'll Always Be a Child in My Heart
For a long time.
Lin Yourong's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.
As her consciousness gradually returned, she suddenly realized there was still a third wheel sitting next to her. She quickly composed herself, straightened up, gently pushed Yu Huan, and turned her back on him.
"I still need to talk to Sister Ru, so get lost!"
"I'm not leaving!"
Yu Huan wouldn't let it go, staying right next to her, then leaning back and slumping into the sofa.
Seeing that he was lying obediently and not causing any more trouble, Lin Yourong turned to her side, adjusted her breathing, and said to Sister Ru, "Sister Ru, Yu Huan and I are moving this afternoon."
"Oh?" Sister Ru asked curiously, "Where are you moving to?"
“My mom has a company-owned apartment near the cigarette factory, and the two of us are planning to move there,” Lin Yourong explained.
Sister Ru broke off a segment of tangerine and put it in her mouth—
"sweet!"
Lin Yourong asked in confusion, "Huh?"
"I'm talking about this tangerine, it's really sweet!" Sister Ru said with a smile.
"Really?" Lin Yourong bent down, picked up a tangerine, and weighed it in her hand. "It seems to be much bigger than a regular tangerine."
“These tangerines were grown by my second uncle’s family. They’re from trees that are over ten years old. They’re big, sweet, and melt in your mouth,” Yu Huan interjected.
"It really does taste much better than what you buy outside." Sister Ru stuffed one slice after another into her mouth, then picked up where she left off and said, "Then I'll help you out this afternoon, since I'm free anyway."
Lin Yourong peeled the tangerine and nodded, saying, "There are indeed quite a lot of things to do, so I'll have to trouble you, Sister Ru."
"Hey~ It's what an agent should do to help artists solve their problems."
Sister Ru looked relaxed. She chewed on a tangerine, paused for a moment, and then said:
"Susu, the Canwen Management Department contacted me this morning, expressing their intention to promote me to head manager, where I'll be in charge of several artists. I'll arrange a reliable female assistant for you then."
An assistant's job is to take care of an artist's daily life. They fan the artist when they are hot, bring them water when they are thirsty, and follow the artist wherever they go. They are essentially servants of the new generation of idols.
Most of the people who do this job are girls, because they are more meticulous.
At the same time, it is not uncommon for male celebrities to develop feelings for their female assistants, and even get married.
For example, Brother Hu's wife was his former assistant.
Upon hearing this sudden news, Lin Yourong exclaimed in surprise:
"what--?"
As someone outside the field, Yu Huan curiously brought up the topic: "What's the difference between them?"
"At Canwen Media, agents' jobs are divided into several categories, including publicity agents, executive agents, business agents, and senior agents, which are regular agents and have a relatively higher level."
Sister Ru smiled slightly and said:
“I was previously signed as an executive agent with Canwen Media, mainly responsible for running around to different production teams, handling contracts, and accompanying artists to various events. For Canwen Media, I was like a brick, moved wherever needed. Because I brought Susu into the industry and did a pretty good job, the administrative department wanted to promote me to a senior agent. In other words, I can use Canwen's resources to cultivate artists myself in the future.”
Yu Huan understood the meaning behind it. He leaned forward, turned to her, and cupped his hands in congratulations: "Congratulations, Sister Ru, on your promotion!"
Lin Yourong casually placed the tangerine peel on the coffee table and asked curiously, "Sister Ru, when are you going to sign the new contract?"
"We'll discuss the details next Friday after the New Year's Day holiday."
"Oh." Lin Yourong pursed her lips gently.
He broke the tangerine in half and handed it to Yu Huan.
Without saying a word, Yu Huan tacitly accepted the tangerine his wife handed him and ate it quietly.
At the same time, I watched TV while listening to their conversation.
There was really nothing for him to interrupt when the two women were talking.
Sister Ru suddenly recalled the time when she first met Lin Yourong.
Although we see each other all the time, it takes about a week to start talking and then ten days to half a month to become truly familiar with each other.
Sister Ru immediately smiled and said, "Susu, you will still be my artist, and I will still be responsible for your work. It's just that your daily life will be handled by your assistant."
"Of course I know that," Lin Yourong nodded her chin, broke off a piece of tangerine and put it in her mouth: "Sister Ru, I wish you a bright future!"
Sister Ru sighed softly, "Actually, I'm under a lot of pressure too. I don't know if this promotion is a good thing or a bad thing. The top brokerage firm has strict performance evaluations and non-compete agreements. Once you sign the contract, it's like you're tied to Canwen."
"That's definitely a good thing!" Lin Yourong said hurriedly. "You can train your own artists, which is almost like being a behind-the-scenes boss. I think many people at Canwen would beg for that kind of job, right?"
"That's true." Sister Ru nodded.
We chatted idly for a while.
It was mostly Sister Ru who was talking, and Lin Yourong who was answering.
Suddenly, my mother-in-law poked her head out of the kitchen and called out, "Dinner's ready!"
The couple first welcomed Sister Ru to the dining table and then went to the kitchen together.
Yu Huan served the dishes, and Lin Yourong served the rice.
Once everything was ready, we immediately sat down at the table and started eating.
The dried crucian carp that Yu Huan had brought over was pan-fried by his mother-in-law in rapeseed oil until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, cooked to perfection. Even the fish bones were crunchy and could be chewed and swallowed along with the fish meat.
There was also corn stewed with pork ribs, stir-fried shredded tripe, and stir-fried bok choy. That's a meal.
Yu Huan and Sister Ru praised their mother-in-law's cooking skills, making her beam with joy.
A moment later, the mother-in-law put down her chopsticks, looked at Lin Yourong across the table who was eating slowly and carefully, and then looked at Yu Huan who was enjoying his meal.
Suddenly she said, "I won't be helping you move. Your dad and I have already done a little cleaning and turned on the water, electricity, and gas. The house should be fairly clean; you can move in after a little more tidying up."
While munching on corn, Yu Huan looked up from her busy schedule and said, "Mom, thank you for your hard work."
"Oh, it's only right that I worry about you two. As long as you two are happy, that's all that matters. Don't say that." The mother-in-law waved her hand.
The stark contrast in treatment between him and the Dragon King's son-in-law touched Yu Huan deeply.
Lin Yourong slowly swallowed the food in her mouth and asked, "Will Dad be back tonight?"
My mother-in-law smiled and said, "They should be back. Come over for dinner after you've finished moving and settled in."
She then added, "Tomorrow's New Year's Eve gala will be broadcast live, so you'd better do your best and don't mess it up."
"Kuangpiao" is a Xiangchu dialect term meaning to fail at a crucial moment or mess things up, similar to the Northern dialect term "zaguo".
Sister Ru, sucking on her ribs, said confidently, "Aunt Fang, don't worry, Su Su has always performed consistently well and will definitely not make a mistake. Besides, her strength lies in the live performance!"
"That's for sure, it's impossible!" Yu Huan picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in Lin Yourong's bowl, praising her as she finished.
Lin Yourong's physical fitness is beyond doubt.
Whenever Yu Huan watched her on the stage of The Voice of China, she was struck by her seemingly inexhaustible breath, clear voice, powerful explosive force, and amazing lung capacity.
Her evaluation can be summed up in just four words:
Iron-Lung Diva!
The vocal technique that Lao Lin had the national team train her on is extremely refined and is by no means the weak singing style that is only suitable for the recording studio.
Live broadcast?
That's just a little water!
What's even more noteworthy is that just by touching those full, firm, and rounded breasts, you know they're good at bearing children...
After meal.
Finally, Yu Huan put down her chopsticks and drank half a bowl of corn and pork rib soup.
The mother-in-law hurriedly got up and started tidying up, while urging, "It's past one o'clock, you can go and get busy. Yourong, you know where the key is, go get it yourself."
Lin Yourong casually grabbed a tissue and handed it to Yu Huan, nodding in agreement, "Okay."
"Thank you, wife!" Yu Huan said casually, took the tissue, and gently wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth.
Lin Yourong seemingly casually let her hand fall under the table, but then pinched Yu Huan's thigh hard.
Yu Huan remained calm and composed, as steady as an old dog.
When his mother-in-law heard him constantly talking about his "wife," she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Seeing that Sister Ru also got up with the young couple, she quickly said enthusiastically, "Xiao Ru, how about I take you to the mahjong room behind the community, play some mahjong to kill some time, and wait for them to come back?"
"No, Aunt Fang," Sister Ru declined with a smile. "I've already arranged with Su Su to go and help her out."
The mother-in-law nodded with a smile: "Then I'll have to trouble you."
"This is hardly a problem," Sister Ru said, waving her hand hastily.
The mother-in-law smiled, then took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean up.
Yu Huan had nothing to prepare. After eating her fill, she stretched and then pushed out two boxes, one large and one small, from Lin Yourong's room, immediately getting ready to go.
Lin Yourong dawdled for at least fifteen minutes. When she reappeared in Yu Huan's sight, she was already wearing a mask and sunglasses.
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan quickly opened the door, but Lin Yourong gracefully turned and went into the kitchen.
He sighed helplessly. With a female celebrity in the house, privacy was crucial, so he could only close the door again and wait.
Sister Ru looked at him and smiled, saying, "Why are you sighing? That's just how women are; they always have to prepare before going out."
"Where did I sigh?" Yu Huan forced a smile: "I was clearly smiling."
Not a moment.
Lin Yourong came out of the kitchen, carrying an empty plastic bag. She gracefully walked to the coffee table and poured the longan and tangerines from the fruit bowl into it.
Yu Huan saw her walking towards him carrying a bag full of fruit and immediately gave her a thumbs up, showering her with compliments: "My wife is so thoughtful, she even knows to bring fruit to eat."
Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Let's talk about something else. Are you praising a child?"
Yu Huan wasn't afraid of being greasy to Sister Ru, the third person present, and immediately grinned, showing her big white teeth: "In my heart, you'll always be a child!"
Sister Ru immediately understood the implied meaning.
What woman doesn't like to be pampered like a child?
My teeth are sensitive! My teeth are itchy! My teeth hurt!
"Oh my, that's so cheesy!" Despite her words, Lin Yourong couldn't hide the smile on her lips: "Let's go."
(End of this chapter)