Chapter 570

Lin Ning looked left and right blankly, didn't find the male lead she had painstakingly chosen, and slapped her thigh.

She slapped her thigh, her voice rising: "Exactly! Where did he go? He was just here doing the scene with me!"

Lin Ning stood up: "Come on, let's go look!"

Mu Youyu and Jiang Liangjin didn't get involved; the two found a chair at the edge of the set, sat down, and began watching the staff pack up equipment and move props.

Mu Youyu rested her chin on her hand, a faint smile appearing in her eyes.

She spent half the day watching her best friend film, initially just messing around with a casual attitude, later feeling reassured.

Lin Ning seems to have found something she likes doing.

The evening breeze brushed her long hair; she suddenly drifted off, speaking softly: "A Jin, if I hadn't learned to draw back then, what would I be doing now?"

Probably because she was spoiled by her family, as a child she actually lacked patience and couldn't sit still on a cold bench.

Only for people and things she likes does she devote sufficient patience.

At six she found what truly interested her—drawing; once immersed, she could stay put all day.

As for other things, like piano, she initially wanted to learn the same thing as her older brother, but although she had talent, she could rarely calm down to practice.

In the end, she only went to lessons when bored or accompanying her older brother, never really studying seriously.

Likewise, her older brother sometimes liked to program on the computer, even inventing a few small games.

She also once enthusiastically wanted to follow along, but after typing a few lines of her brother's code she gave up—she simply wasn't cut out for it.

Jiang Liangjin tilted his head to look at her, seeming to think seriously, then after a moment said slowly: "Maybe I'd be a fairy on some immortal island."

Saying that, he realized that from childhood to now he seemed to have no particular hobby, just circling around A Yu day after day, yet he also knew what he wanted.

As for hobbies, he didn't want to learn any as a child; now he has many skills, largely thanks to his girlfriend.

When Jiang Liangjin was a child, half of what he was willing to learn was for her, such as taekwondo and sanda.

The other half was to accompany her; if she wanted to learn something, he'd tag along to sit in on her classes, so they ended up knowing basically the same things.

Again not answering the question, Mu Youyu still chose to cheer her on: "Wow, then what?"

"Then..." Jiang Liangjin blinked his brown eyes, suddenly moved closer, his forehead almost touching hers: "I think love itself is the greatest hobby."

Ten days before February 10th, Mu Youyu and Jiang Liangjin returned early.

They also brought back Grandfather and Song Ze'er three and four.

Song Ze'er three, four, one, and two are all confidants of Mu Xin, but they differ slightly.

Those two are mostly personal bodyguards, while these three and four, after Mu Xin finished her master's and doctorate and returned to Z Country, have consistently helped Mu Xin handle affairs of the Y Guo Duke's Mansion, residing overseas and rarely setting foot in Z Country.

Back then Grandfather and Grandmother selected a large group of people from childhood to train, intending to make them bodyguards for the grandchildren; the first batch was selected by ability, only nine people, each an elite.

The nine selected in the first batch correspond to the "Song Ze" generation plus strength ranking; the "Song" character represents members of the Song Family.

"Ze" was a character chosen by Grandmother; as for its specific meaning, Mu Youyu still hasn't fully figured it out.

All that's known is that even if the first batch ranks last, their strength is still the most domineering, they are true aces.

The two are considerably older than Song Ze'er one, their conduct more steady and experienced; in recent years their methods in Y Guo have been ruthless yet still orderly.

Even some proud, high‑looking old aristocrats in Y Guo have to give them a bit of respect.

Of course, that's just the image they present to outsiders.

A private plane arrived at the Song Family's old residence; Song Ze'er three began to chatter nonstop, he is burly and loud‑voiced, completely unlike a hidden expert.

"Miss, the young master didn't come to pick us up? He said he would come get us!"

He pushed a luggage cart with one hand while sighing, "I still wanted to see the young master."

Although the young master came to pick up the miss, he was just tagged along.

Beside him, Song Ze'er four had a cold face, tall and long‑legged, giving off a silent, oppressive vibe: "Right."

Grandfather chuckled, "A Xin, I don't know what you've been up to lately; you probably didn't expect us to come back early."