Yue Shuxin was surprised. "No way? Shi Jin's lyrics are indeed not bad, but she shouldn't be good at scriptwriting, right? Different professions are like different worlds. If it's really her, Director Ji won't agree, right?
"Who knows, but if it's really her, how can we guarantee the quality of this movie? In terms of failing, many big directors have failed recently. If Director Ji..." Zhang Xuelin was worried.
Yue Shuxin thought for a while before saying, "No matter what, I think we should trust Director Ji. There must be something special about the script he can choose, no matter who wrote it. As for us, let's just see if we can get chosen. Let's not worry too much."
Seeing that she didn't take the bait, Zhang Xuelin shrugged. "I'll get going first. Bye."
Shi Jin spent the past two days visiting Fu Heyan and her nephew.
When she went, Fu Heyan was pushing the little kid for a walk in the courtyard.
The little kid already knew how to sit. He clapped his hands and smiled at Shi Jin. His round face looked very cute.
Shi Jin's heart melted at his cuteness. She reached out and pinched his chubby little face. He giggled and started drooling when he laughed. It was both cute and funny.
"Come, give me a hug." Shi Jin reached out and he obediently opened his arms and pounced on her.
Fu Heyan smiled broadly. "He likes you."
"I like you, too, Little Nine," Shi Jin said, waving his hand.
Because the child was born in September, his nickname was Little Nine.
"Sis, take some photos for us." Shi Jin handed the phone to Fu Heyan.
Fu Heyan turned on her phone and took many photos of them.
Little Nine was very obedient. He did not cry or make a fuss when Shi Jin hugged him. He grabbed her clothes and smiled until his eyes disappeared.
Old Madam Fu sat at the side and asked with a smile, "Shi Jin, you like children so much. When will you and Xiuyuan consider having your own?"
"Grandma!" Fu Heyan smiled and said, "You can have your afternoon tea in peace. Shi Jin and Xiuyuan will think about it themselves."
"It's their business to think about it. It's my business to ask," Old Madam Fu said with a smile. "Young people nowadays never think about these things unless they're urged."
Shi Jin carried Little Nine for a walk.
Little Nine was learning to speak and making a gurgling sound. He was extremely obedient.
After walking for a while, Little Nine was tired and fell asleep against Shi Jin's shoulder.
Shi Jin carefully placed him in the cradle and lowered her voice. "Should we send him back to his room?"
"It's okay, just stay here." Fu Heyan put down the mosquito shield for him and stuck the mosquito-repellent sticker on it.
Shi Jin smiled and said in a low voice, "Little Nine is fine. He's in good health, and your body is recovering very well. As for Grandma, I've mixed another essential oil for Grandma to use, and these tea leaves were made according to her physical condition. As long as you recuperate well, there's no problem."
"It's really hard on you to take up so much of your time." Old Madam Fu looked at Shi Jin in satisfaction.
"Not at all. It's what I'm supposed to do." Shi handed it to the butler.
When Shi Jin left the Fu residence, she sent the pictures of her and Little Nine to Fu Xiuyuan.
"Isn't it adorable?" She looked at the child in the photograph, and before she knew it, she was smiling.
"You were always cute."
Shi Jin smiled. "I'm talking about Little Nine."
"Oh, he's okay."
Shi Jin could imagine Fu Xiuyuan's expression when he said that. She couldn't help but laugh. "Little children are really too cute. Do you think we should have a child like that?"
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