Chapter 94: Ye Mu

"Hello, Mr. Ye. I am Li Yitong from the *Condor* production crew. It was rude of us to visit without notice."

Li Yitong spoke first, her crescent eyes curving as she looked at Ye Xuan with full respect.

As she finished, the other three greeted him as well, their eyes filled with admiration.

"I am Meng Ziyi."

"Yang Xuwen."

"Chen Xu."

Watching them stand in a row like obedient little quails, each handing over the gifts they had brought, Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Why did this feel like listening to an elder’s lecture?!

"Come, come, sit down. You are too polite."

At this moment, Ye Mu also poured a cup of tea for each of the four, her gaze carefully examining Li Yitong and Meng Ziyi.

Oh my!

Two more little girls, one gentle, one cheerful.

She had two more suitable candidates for a daughter-in-law.

It seemed her son was very attractive; they were all beauties, and she could take her time choosing.

While handing out the tea, Ye Mu gave Ye Xuan several looks, clearly signaling him to seize the opportunity.

"You even brought things; you are really too polite. Everyone, have a cup of tea first."

The steaming teacups were handed over. After the four thanked Ye Mu, their nervous feelings still hadn't eased.

Although they could say they were industry peers before Ye Xuan left the circle.

But ever since Ye Xuan rejected the Nobel Prize in Literature, the distance between them and Ye Xuan was like a hundred thousand miles.

Plus, they were starring in Ye Xuan’s work; how could they not be nervous meeting the original author?!

Among them, the one who couldn't hold back her temper was still Meng Ziyi.

Glancing at Ye Xuan, who was slowly sipping tea in the main seat, her eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Ye, I started following your books from when you first wrote *The Old Man and the Sea* and *One Hundred Years of Solitude*.

Later, I read *The Return of the Condor Heroes* and *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* more than ten times.

It is truly my honor to be able to play Mu Nianci in the *Condor* production.

Could I ask for your autograph later?"

Saying this long sentence, Meng Ziyi didn't even pause for breath, just like a little fan girl, her eyes flashing with bright fanaticism.

Once she finished, she was afraid Ye Xuan would refuse, so she added impatiently, "I will definitely frame it when I get home and treasure it well!"

Looking at Meng Ziyi’s eager expression, Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh softly and nodded in agreement.

"Naturally, thank you."

Seeing Ye Xuan agree to sign for her, Meng Ziyi’s eyes lit up, and she immediately took out paper and a pen from her bag and handed them over.

When she saw Ye Xuan’s name appear on the notebook, she smiled until her eyes squinted, clutching the notebook tightly, unwilling to let go.

Thinking that the opportunity to see Ye Xuan was too rare, Meng Ziyi didn't want to end her conversation with Ye Xuan at all, and she threw out a new question in one breath.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, as your loyal fan, your works are definitely full marks in my heart. If full marks are ten, what score would you give these works?!"

As soon as this was said, Ye Xuan’s movements paused, as if recalling something, and then he said casually.

"*One Hundred Years of Solitude* 9.7, *The Old Man and the Sea* 9.6, *The Return of the Condor Heroes* 9.4, *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* 9.4."

Hearing this, the four sitting in front of Ye Xuan showed expressions of confusion.

Why was the score so precise to the decimal point?!

Li Yitong, who hadn't spoken until now, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Then what about the missing points? Why is *One Hundred Years of Solitude* the highest?"

After she spoke, Ye Xuan put down his teacup and said casually.

"For the remaining points, ask Douban."

In other words, this was the score everyone gave his books; what did it have to do with him?!

Hearing this, the four in front were stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In everyone’s eyes, Ye Xuan was a high and unreachable author.

This answer carried a bit of playfulness and nonchalance.

The clever answer immediately narrowed the distance between them and Ye Xuan, making their previous stiffness vanish.

Li Yitong’s eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she felt a bit embarrassed, unable to help but say.

"Mr. Ye, I don't know if our abrupt visit will disturb your writing."

After she spoke, Yang Xuwen, who was beside her, also asked curiously.

"Do great writers like you usually write at night?"

After all, in most people’s eyes, aren't authors night owls?!

At this, everyone looked at Ye Xuan, who shook his head and said lightly.

"Greater writers usually write during the day. God invented light, and you insist on being difficult with God."

The plain tone immediately made the four in front unable to hold back their laughter.

Greater writers?!

This humor was overflowing!

Even Li Yitong, who was usually introverted and quiet, had admiration in her eyes that was almost tangible.

Falling into Yang Xuwen’s eyes, he felt a bit sour.

After all, Li Yitong played Huang Rong in the show, and he played Guo Jing; they were a standard screen couple.

In the show, he had some contact with Li Yitong, but outside the show, Li Yitong treated him as just a normal colleague.

But in front of Ye Xuan, look at Li Yitong’s sparkling eyes; if someone called her the number one fan, people would definitely believe it.

Just as everyone was having a good time, Ye Mu, who had left earlier, came up with a fruit platter.

Distributing watermelon and grapes, Ye Mu asked casually.

"Oh my, since you all came, the house feels lively. Does everyone have a partner?"

Although Ye Mu’s tone was nonchalant, the focus was clearly on the second half, and her peripheral vision was aimed at the two girls.

After all, it was an elder asking, and with Ye Mu’s chatty tone, Meng Ziyi and Li Yitong didn't think too much, and both answered one after another.

"Not yet."

"Auntie, I’m still young, no rush."

The first sentence was said by Li Yitong, and the one shouting "no rush" was naturally Meng Ziyi.

Seeing that both said they didn't have partners, Ye Mu was secretly happy. Wasn't this just perfect?

Ye Mu’s eyes lit up, and just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Ye Xuan.

"Mom, why are the grapes you gave me sour?"

Ye Xuan naturally saw Ye Mu’s intention, his eyes carrying a slight bitter smile.

People were visiting for the first time; was Mom really not afraid of scaring them away?

As Ye Xuan changed the subject, Ye Mu turned to look at Ye Xuan, her tone carrying a bit of leisure.

"Do you know why it’s not sweet? It’s seedless grapes; can seedless grapes be sweet?!"

As she spoke, Ye Mu rolled her eyes at Ye Xuan without hesitation.

Hearing Ye Mu’s words, Li Yitong giggled, her eyes curving into crescents again, clearly hearing the urge to marry in Ye Mu’s words.

Only Meng Ziyi was still a bit confused.

"Auntie, the seedless grapes I eat are sweet."

She clearly felt that what Ye Mu said wasn't comprehensive and couldn't help but add her own case.

And watching Meng Ziyi’s ditsy appearance, the three beside her burst into laughter.

Meng Ziyi’s words truly carried the "ditsy beauty" to the end.

Even Ye Xuan, who was beside her, laughed out loud.