Chapter 35: The Earth Revolves Around the Sun……?

Na Zha lowered her little head; even though she couldn't see her small face clearly, she seemed to feel her disappointment.

Such a precious bag, how could she mistake it: "Really, it's not mine..."

Chen Ci chuckled: "All right, but the police uncle found this one; what do you suggest we do?"

"I..."

Na Zha, of course, didn't know what to do; she only felt terribly sad and helpless, and the sole hope she had met this result—could it be that her bag is truly gone forever?

"Like this." Chen Ci said seriously: "Your bag, I will keep looking for it. But before I find it, Na Zha, you can use this one for now; once I find it, we'll swap back."

"But..."

"What's wrong, Na Zha, don't you like this bag? It's not that different in color and size from yours. Plus it's studded with so many little diamonds, sparkling, how pretty..."

Hearing Chen Ci say that, Na Zha's gaze also unconsciously turned to the bag in her hand.

Using the streetlight, looking closely, countless small diamonds arranged in a rhombus pattern, neatly sparkling like specks of starlight, truly dazzling.

Moreover, up close, there was also a faint, light fragrance.

Na Zha didn't know how to describe this scent, but it was quite unique and pleasant-smelling.

Na Zha sniffed carefully, and it seemed to have a slight intoxicating effect...

Just shy of sealing the deal, Chen Ci continued: "Like this, I'll consider this bag a gift to Na Zha. Even if someone comes asking for compensation, they'll only come to me; I'll treat it as if I bought it and gave it to you as a present."

Na Zha was obviously quite moved, only one last question remained: "But we've only just met..."

Chen Ci corrected: "It's the second day; I also bear responsibility for not fulfilling my promise to you, so let this bag be my compensation."

"Mm~ thank you... you, you're a good person; I wrongly blamed you."

"Good person?"

Without dwelling on Na Zha's "good person card," Chen Ci just chuckled: "How did you wrongly blame me?"

Only then did Na Zha realize she had spoken out of turn; with an "ah," she turned and trotted off, following the driver uncle who was driving into the restaurant's main door.

"Really cute."

Xiao Tong gazed at the carefree back ahead, feeling genuinely moved.

"Not as cute as you."

What Chen Ci said was also true; judging solely by cuteness, the fully-bodied short-haired Mao Mao might even have an edge, and being a top-tier sweet girl is no joke.

Xiao Tong gave a sweet smile, then couldn't help but look curiously at Chen Ci: "What exactly is going on?"

"Oh, nothing. Yesterday I and Pang Zi went to pick someone up; the little girl's bag was lost, so I casually said I'd help her find it."

"Then what, did you find it?"

"Pang Zi guarded the airport all day and still didn't find it; I had nowhere else to look, so I found something roughly matching the little girl's description just to get by."

Xiao Tong couldn't help but smile: "You'd actually deceive such a pretty young lady..."

"Mao Mao, do you also think she's pretty?"

"Of course, she's also an ethnic minority. Our school has a senior female student who also has this exotic charm, especially pretty."

"Senior sister? What's her name, and how pretty is she?"

Xiao Tong suddenly became wary: "Why are you asking about this?"

Chen Ci kept smiling, gently squeezing Xiao Tong's hand as he spoke, walking toward the restaurant.

"No, it's still about the movie; I've finished the script, but the female lead hasn't been cast yet."

As for the movie, although Chen Ci never voluntarily brought it up to Xiao Tong, these days everyone's been together all the time, so how could she not know?

She even knew that this female lead was originally intended for Chen Ci's girlfriend to play.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong unconsciously exerted a little force with her hand...

But Chen Ci, it seemed, had a stray thought: "Mao Mao, I also considered letting you act, but your image and temperament don't match the female lead's character setup..."

Xiao Tong is now so sweet it's making her teeth ache; if she insists on a cool persona, a bit of contrasting cuteness wouldn't be out of the question.

But after all, this is Shi San's money; Chen Ci feels his debut work should be steadier.

"Oh, you don't need to explain."

Xiao Tong suddenly pulled hard on Chen Ci's hand to stop him; just as he was puzzled, she stepped in front of him, face to face.

Their eyes met; Xiao Tong suddenly gave a relaxed smile, her brows and eyes curving.

"I know all that; I've never acted in anything, I'm not famous, and I'm not pretty..."

Chen Ci sternly interrupted: "Mao Mao, what are you saying? Who said you're not pretty? Forget how stunning you left me yesterday—I'm almost lost for words."

"I mean your temperament isn't suitable; you're the sweet, cute type, unlike the heroine in my script."

At the restaurant entrance, Chen Ci launched straight into a barrage of verbal output.

Not only did Xiao Tong listen in a daze, but two passersby nearby also stopped their steps, watching from afar.

At this moment, the importance of the wingman became evident.

Originally hiding behind, Lao Zhao and Pang Zi immediately stepped forward to block the two, waving to shoo people away.

"Pfft~"

After a brief moment of surprise, Xiao Tong suddenly laughed out loud, covering her mouth and nose with her hand.

"Ah, okay, okay, I was just speaking offhand; why are you taking it so seriously?"

Xiao Tong laughed happily, presumably from the heart.

Chen Ci slowly lifted her hand, lightly kissing her delicate fingers: "You can doubt whether the sun revolves around the earth, but you cannot doubt my taste."

"Pfft~" Xiao Tong couldn't help but snicker again: "What are you saying? I know I'm pretty enough; hurry inside."

Although as an actor, one is already prepared to be watched, but that only applies when performing on stage.

Seeing the crowd grow, Lao Zhao and Pang Zi felt great pressure.

Hand in hand, they walked into the restaurant's main door; Xiao Tong suddenly added: "You think I'm stupid? Of course the earth revolves around the sun."

"It's not necessarily; just change the reference object..."

At the same time, in the hotel room booked by the crew, Da Mi Mi, wearing a patient gown, collapsed onto the bed.

Suddenly, she fiercely threw her phone, smashing it hard onto the pillow.

She isn't actually sick, but in the drama she plays a patient. Today she filmed until very late, too exhausted to move, and couldn't be bothered to change clothes.

"What's wrong, Mi Mi?"

At this moment, Ceng Jia walked over, also bringing a cup of water and half a pill.

These past few days, Da Mi Mi has been under too much pressure, constantly suffering from insomnia.

"No one answered again." Da Mi Mi said in a dissatisfied tone.

Ceng Jia glanced at the phone on the pillow and immediately understood everything.

"You also know, he's been pretty busy lately..."

"Sister Jia, why are you also speaking up for him?"

Da Mi Mi felt half dissatisfied, half doubtful; in her impression, Ceng Jia's attitude toward Chen Ci wasn't exactly bad, but it was certainly not friendly.

"Otherwise, what would I say, advising you to break up with him? That also couldn't be done at this critical juncture, Mi Mi..."

Da Mi Mi felt relieved; Sister Jia was still the same Sister Jia.

Without waiting for Ceng Jia to finish speaking, she took the medicine and drank the water in one go, then naturally lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and shut out the outside world...