Chapter 31: Boss, you are especially suitable for playing a corpse

"Mom~~~"

Liu Liu Liu Tianxian hummed a song, her mood inexplicably good.

But just as she pushed open the door, seeing Liu Liu Xiaoli sitting calmly on the sofa, her heart sank.

Since she was a child, her mother had always valued her image very much.

But these past few days, she seemed to have...

"You’re back? Sit down." Liu Liu Xiaoli nodded, her tone calm.

But the calmer she was, the more Liu Liu Liu Tianxian trembled inside.

She sat down obediently next to Liu Liu Xiaoli and poured a glass of water.

"Mom~~ drink some water."

Liu Liu Xiaoli took the water and placed it on the coffee table.

To be precise, she placed it next to the large dent on the coffee table.

"Liu Liu Tianxian, I’m asking you, what kind of person is Su Meng?"

Liu Liu Xiaoli asked directly, without any cover-up.

I knew it!

Liu Liu Liu Tianxian stole a glance at Liu Liu Xiaoli and said hesitantly.

"Su Meng... hmm... he’s... quite... quite special..."

Quite special?

Liu Liu Xiaoli curled her lips and said with disdain.

"He’s just a little fresh meat."

"Giving up a good career as a star to play the suona for funerals?"

"It’s really shameful!"

"He’s really a straw bag, an embroidered pillow!"

"That’s not true!" Liu Liu Liu Tianxian blurted out.

But seeing Liu Liu Xiaoli’s gaze, she suddenly felt a lack of confidence.

"He’s actually very talented."

"He plays the suona so well, and he can compose music, and..."

"Mom, do you know? The few sentences I recited on stage were written by him."

"What?" Liu Liu Xiaoli was stunned and quickly confirmed.

"You mean, those sentences about 'the rest of my life' were written by him?"

"Yes!" Liu Liu Liu Tianxian nodded fiercely.

"Those sentences were given to me by him, I saw him write them with my own eyes."

"I was going to say it, but he interrupted me."

"Is that so..." A look of contemplation appeared on Liu Liu Xiaoli’s face.

"I was just saying, with your ability, you definitely couldn't write such beautiful sentences."

"This can be considered a lucky strike for him."

"A lucky strike?" This term made Liu Liu Liu Tianxian a bit confused.

Liu Liu Xiaoli had calmed down a lot and explained patiently.

"Your previous persona was the Fairy Sister who doesn't eat the food of mortals."

"But as you grow older, you inevitably have to face the problem of transformation, from a pure idol to a powerhouse."

"At this time, suddenly adding a persona of a talented woman is also a good thing."

"Mom, aren't you angry?" Liu Liu Liu Tianxian looked at Liu Liu Xiaoli and asked weakly.

Why was this reaction different from what she had imagined?

Liu Liu Xiaoli suddenly laughed and pulled out a stack of papers.

"You’ve suddenly become popular these past few days, and many brands have sent collaboration invitations."

"It even includes top-tier resources like Cartier jewelry and DR Diamond Rings."

"I’ve selected some for you, take a look later."

"Also..."

Liu Liu Xiaoli hesitated for a moment and said lightly.

"Su Meng is a bit weird. If you want to have more contact with him, I... don't object."

"Mom, what are you saying?" Liu Liu Liu Tianxian’s face flushed.

"I’m still young, didn't you tell me not to date?"

"Although Su Meng is handsome, interesting, talented, gentle, and attentive..."

What? Liu Liu Xiaoli was stunned.

Faintly, she seemed to hear the sound of a heart breaking—*crack, crack*.

I think I only wanted you to collaborate with him a few times, where did your thoughts go?

Su Meng’s company is called Xinghai Entertainment, one of the larger entertainment companies in the country.

Sister Qin, with a dark face, led Su Meng directly into the chairman’s office.

She took a few deep breaths before reaching out and knocking on the door twice.

"Come in!"

Behind a huge desk sat a middle-aged man; he was the chairman of Xinghai Entertainment, Duan Duan Jiangping.

Seeing Su Meng enter, Duan Duan Jiangping’s face blossomed into a smile.

"Su Meng is back? How was it these past few days? Are you tired?"

"Sit down and have a cup of tea."

Sister Qin’s face turned even darker.

Boss, you don't seem to have ever invited me for tea, right?

Su Meng wasn't polite; he sat down and picked up the teacup to drink.

You have to say, this tea is delicious.

Duan Duan Jiangping didn't mind, watching him with a smile until he had finished two cups of tea before speaking.

"Su Meng, you’ve been so popular these past two days, you almost contracted the trending list."

"How come I didn't notice before that you were a trending-list magnet?"

Su Meng waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Boss, look at what you’re saying, you didn't give me a physical exam before either!"

Duan Duan Jiangping choked, feeling bad.

You’re a grown man, why would I give you a physical exam?

"Su Meng, do you have any ideas for your next work?"

Su Meng curled his lips and didn't answer.

Duan Duan Jiangping didn't mind and said with a smile.

"There have been a few business collaborations recently, but I let Sister Qin turn them down."

"Because I think your potential hasn't been fully realized yet, and it’s a bit of a loss to take business now."

"After you do a few more episodes and get on the trending list a few more times, you’ll be basically set."

"There are also a few scripts, *CEO, Do You Still Love Me?*, *CEO, I Still Love You*..."

"I’m not taking them!" Su Meng’s face turned green.

What kind of garbage is this?

Do you really take me for a CEO professional?

Duan Duan Jiangping wasn't surprised and nodded.

"I also let Sister Qin turn down these scripts."

"After all, your current image, hmm..."

"Have you thought about what type of play you want to film next?"

Filming? Su Meng suddenly thought of the script he had drawn and instantly became spirited.

He now had proficient acting skills, so he could probably act a bit.

"Boss, don't say that, I’ve been thinking about a movie script recently."

What? A script you thought of yourself?

The corners of Duan Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin’s mouths twitched a few times.

Su Meng didn't notice and continued excitedly.

"This script is called *Falling Leaves Return to Roots*."

"It’s about a migrant worker whose coworker dies, so he carries the corpse for thousands of miles..."

Holy crap!

Duan Duan Jiangping and Sister Qin’s faces turned green.

What kind of underworld stuff is this?

Are you addicted to funeral work?

You don't play with living people anymore, you just deal with the dead?

Su Meng said a few words, then stopped and stared straight at Duan Duan Jiangping.

Duan Duan Jiangping felt uncomfortable all over, as if all the hair on his body was standing up.

"Hey, don't say that."

"Boss, your image is especially suitable for playing that corpse!"

*Pfft*...

Duan Duan Jiangping felt a heat in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed out...