Chapter 62 Very Soft-Hearted
Of course she is kind. She is ignorant of worldly affairs and does not know the sufferings of the world. Her eyes are bright and her whole temperament is filled with the clarity of being pampered.

She came down the stairs in the spotlight, stood still, and held her father's arm affectionately, saying in a sweet and sticky voice, "Dad, who is this?"

Father Bian was a well-known daughter slave, and upon hearing this, he immediately introduced everyone to Bian Yue.

Bian Yue listened casually, nodded slightly to everyone, then turned around and left absent-mindedly.

Shen Jinci remembered it very clearly that even his father would just smile and praise the little girl for having her own personality when faced with such a self-centered girl like Bian Yue.

The 16-year-old Bian Yue does not need to please anyone. She is the pampered little princess of the Bian family and a real spoiled child.

And now, the little princess was sitting right next to him, an arm's length away, yet it seemed like a thousand miles away.

Shen Jinci's throat was hoarse as he suddenly called her name: "Bian Yue."

Bian Yue heard his voice and turned to look at him curiously, "What's wrong?"

Shen Jinci's throat rolled rapidly, his breathing was slightly disordered, and his noble face, with the arrogant indifference replaced by gentleness.

He didn't know that he was most outstanding when he was indifferent, and that such caution was not suitable for him.

He said, "It's nothing. You have to take good care of yourself while I'm abroad."

In fact, Bian Yue had already softened her heart and almost wanted to ask if she could not leave?

After all, Shen Jinci was too good to her. From the perspective of a partner, many of the good things he did to her were even extra.

Bian Yue couldn't blame anyone.

"I know." Bian Yue paused, looked at Shen Jinci seriously, and said, "You too, take good care of yourself abroad."

Shen Jinci agreed.

It started raining outside again. The rainy season in Hong Kong is always so sudden and so continuous.

Bian Yue rolled up the car window and sighed, "I don't know when the rain will stop."

"There's still some time left." Shen Jinci said, "If you don't like it here, you can go somewhere else. Bian Yue, you don't have to stay in Hong Kong."

He was actually thinking seriously, Bian Yue hurriedly explained.

"I will definitely stay here. This is my home. Even though it rains a lot, I like it here."

She responded seriously, fearing misunderstanding.

How can I not be happy?

Every inch of this land bears traces of her life.

Bian Yue doesn’t hate the rainy season, she just looks forward to the sunny days after the rainy season.

She didn't know that the night was damp during the rainy season, and the floor-to-ceiling windows blocked out the sound of rain. Shen Jinci sat beside her bed, and in the dim light, he looked at her sleepy face.

He stared at her silently for a long time, his usual indifference and coldness disappeared, leaving only an almost straightforward tenderness.

Shen Jinci just felt that the days were too unreal, as if he had to perceive them so seriously to be sure that all this was not just his illusion...

The next morning, before Shen Jinci boarded the plane, he sent a text message to Bian Yue, giving her some simple instructions and signing his name. He did not forget to apologize repeatedly, but he did not have the courage to ask Bian Yue if she forgave his transgression.

Bian Yue woke up around noon and saw the text message she received a few hours ago. She felt very soft-hearted. She was just thinking about how to reply when Wen Jiao called.

Wen Jiao said, "Bian Yue, are you awake? I have an appointment with two partners to discuss a new project. Do you want to come with us?" "The heroine of "The Golden Age of Beauty" has not been found yet. It depends on the partner." Bian Yue rubbed his temples, still a little sleepy.

"I recently saw an actress whom I quite like. She happens to be a female artist signed by this partner. If possible, we might as well talk to them about "The Beauty of the Golden Age" and the new project." Wen Jiao said: "We should do both! Don't delay either!"

"How come such a good thing happened to us?"

"Why do you think so much?" Wen Jiao said anxiously, "We are the producers, we won't suffer any loss, you can come and see first, they took the initiative to come to us, and they are a leading company in the film and television industry!"

Wen Jiao was still keeping it a secret, but it was clear that he was recommending it with great enthusiasm. Bian Yue didn't want to pour cold water on him, so she could only say, "First, send me the actress you like, as well as the company information of this partner. I will be there on time."

"Okay, I'll wait for you then." Wen Jiao said cheerfully, smiling, "Bian Yue, you will be very satisfied when you see it later!"

Satisfied indeed.

Yao Yimin, who was just nominated for Best Actress, has good acting skills and appearance, a large number of fans, and is well-regarded in the circle.

After reading it, Bian Yue frowned and sent a message to Wen Jiao.

"I'm a filmmaker of art films, how can I condescend to film ancient idols for you?"

Wen Jiao's dialog box showed that it was typing, and soon a message popped up. Wen Jiao said, "Money makes the world go round, and we have money! What's more, her boss took the initiative to come to us, and we didn't ask for it."

This meal is really necessary to eat.

In the top floor box of Hong Kong Hotel, as soon as Bian Yue entered, she saw two middle-aged men standing towards her.

Bian Yue was startled, while Wen Jiao, who had already sat down nearby, was laughing secretly.

"Boss Bian! I've heard a lot about you. Please take a seat!"

Bian Yue nodded and responded politely according to the information she just learned, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Huang."

“I don’t deserve it!” The man called Mr. Wang was wearing a formal suit, with a thin figure and a very energetic posture. He looked at Bian Yue with a smile and said, “Mr. Bian has become a well-known producer in the industry at such a young age. We old guys are ashamed of ourselves!”

Mr. Wang’s real name is Wang Dan’an, and he is the founder of Hongshan, a long-established film and television company in the industry.

Mr. Huang Zhangyue next to him is a close friend of Wang Dan'an. Huanyu Film and Television under his name is a rising star. It has been relying on the big tree of Hongshan Film and Television for many years. The power and status relationship between the two is clear.

As for the actress Yao Yimin whom Wen Jiao sent to Bian Yue, she is an artist under Wang Dan'an and the top star of Hongshan Film and Television.

"Mr. Wang, you are too kind. It's still early, we can sit down and talk slowly." Bian Yue said as he sat down next to Wen Jiao.

Wang Dan'an's eyes flashed with thought. He looked at Bian Yue with a smile and said warmly, "Mr. Bian, did it rain on the way here today?"

"It's raining. It always rains in this season. It's really inconvenient to travel." Bian Yue also smiled back, "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for taking the initiative to come and discuss cooperation with me in such inconvenient weather after the press conference."

The press conference was just yesterday, and although Bian Yue won a great victory, it is not a glorious thing in itself.

The older generation of businessmen care about their dignity, and the negative news about Bian Yue has just ended, so it is really not a good time for cooperation.

What's more, Hongshan and Huanyu almost occupy half of the film and television industry. In the face of such a scale, although Bian Yue's Mitang is well-known, it is far from being equal to the line of cooperation.

Not to mention, it was Wang Dan'an who came to him on his own initiative.

Bian Yue actually guessed why Wang Dan'an came. She understood that businessmen would not get up early without profit.

But Wen Jiao is different. She comes from a wealthy family and has had a smooth life, so she doesn't see things as complicated.