Chapter 5 – Pretty Sister is Good-Looking

At the moment, Leng Yan’s days consisted of handling company matters, then shuttling back and forth between the villa and the office.

The people around the original host were all the type who loved drinking, partying, and fooling around, regardless of gender. After all, messy private lives were common among wealthy families. But Leng Yan had no interest in hanging out with them, so lately, whenever they invited her to bars, she turned them down.

As for the original host’s father, he was probably busy keeping his mistress company. Her mother was likely out looking for some young male college student. Where would either of them find the time to care about the original host?

Just like that, a week quickly passed.

Leng Yan also headed off to film the show. That evening, the director of Time Travel Journal sent her an envelope containing a plane ticket for four in the morning. The destination was an island.

Leng Yan frowned slightly when she saw the ticket. She guessed she was probably the only one who had been given such an early flight, but she didn’t say anything. She simply had the housekeeper prepare her daily necessities and other essentials.

The next day, Leng Yan arrived at the airport at three-thirty in the morning. Since she had arrived early, she had nothing to do and idly looked around. Yet she kept feeling as though she had spotted a familiar figure.

Was that He Yinshao?

Leng Yan shook her head. Impossible. There was no way He Yinshao would be here.

About ten minutes later, Leng Yan went through the gate and boarded the plane. Once on board, she sat in her seat, put on an eye mask, and rested.

The flight lasted around two hours. When she arrived on the island, the director had already been waiting outside the airport for quite some time. The moment he saw her, he approached with a beaming smile.

“Teacher Leng, good morning.”

“Mm. Morning.”

“Did you rest well, Teacher Leng?”

“Not particularly, but that’s all thanks to you, Director, for booking such an early flight.” Leng Yan looked at him with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, staring until a chill ran down his back.

“We didn’t have much choice either, Teacher Leng… Filming starts at eight in the morning. But we prepared a room for you, so you can go rest for a while.” The director smiled ingratiatingly.

“Mm. Then let’s go.” Leng Yan put on her sunglasses and followed the director into the production team’s car.

Before long, she arrived at the guesthouse the production team had booked. After asking the director for her room number, she took her suitcase and headed straight to her room.

An hour passed quickly, and the other guests began arriving one after another.

“Hello, Director Zhang, Assistant Director. I’m Lu Rang.” A boy who looked bright and energetic arrived and shook hands with the directors.

“Ahem. Hello, I’m Lu Qian.” Standing beside the lively, sunny boy was his older brother, Lu Qian.

Both brothers had famous celebrity parents, so they had also benefited from their parents’ fame as second-generation stars. They had appeared in front of the public since childhood and now had plenty of mom fans and girlfriend fans. Their careers in the entertainment industry had been nothing but smooth sailing.

Half an hour later, a playful-looking girl appeared on camera. She was a rising young actress who had recently exploded in popularity after starring in a short-form drama, and she was taking advantage of the momentum to appear on a variety show and increase her exposure.

“Hello, Directors. I’m Xi Mengyao. Everyone can call me Yaoyao.”

At the same time, she had brought along a child actress who had played her daughter in the same drama—Kunkun.

Kunkun looked like a tiny ball of sticky rice, all soft and milky-white. If you leaned close, she even smelled faintly of milk. She hid behind Xi Mengyao and quietly poked her little head out.

“Hello, evwyone. I’m Kunkun.”

Perhaps because little Kunkun was simply too adorable, every director who saw her suddenly had the urge to have a child just like her.

“Hello, Kunkun~” Director Zhang spoke in an unnaturally sweet voice as he greeted her. “You can call me Uncle Zhang.”

“Little Kunkun, I’m Uncle Xu~” Assistant Director Xu crouched down and gave Kunkun a close-up with the camera, his face wearing the affectionate smile of a doting father.

Someone from the camera crew spoke up.

“Teacher Leng is still asleep. Should we go wake her?”

Silence fell.

Who would dare?

Who would dare wake Eldest Miss Leng from her sleep?

Her terrible temper was infamous throughout the industry.

Everyone looked at one another before their gazes ultimately settled on little Kunkun’s face.

“No! Little Kunkun will get scared! I disagree!” Director Zhang was the first to voice his objection.

“I disagree too!” Assistant Director Xu immediately followed along.

“In that case, I’ll trouble the two directors to go wake Teacher Leng,” Lu Qian, who had been silent until now, said.

…

Room 309. Leng Yan’s door was quietly opened a crack.

“Go, little Kunkun! Uncle Zhang will watch you go inside, okay?” Director Zhang crouched down and carefully nudged Kunkun into the room.

Director Xu watched the scene. Once Kunkun had been pushed inside, he covered his eyes and sighed.

Sorry, little Kunkun. Your Uncle Xu doesn’t dare provoke Teacher Leng either…

Xi Mengyao pressed a hand worriedly against her chest and looked at Lu Rang. “Kunkun won’t get yelled at until she cries, right?”

“Probably… not?” Lu Rang replied hesitantly.

Inside Room 309.

Little Kunkun hugged a Pikachu plushie and carefully climbed onto the bed. Looking at Leng Yan, who was sleeping beside her, she called softly, “Sishter, wake up.”

“Mm? What the hell?” Leng Yan was so sleepy she could barely open her eyes. She had stayed up until after two last night, gone straight to the airport, and even counting all the bits and pieces of sleep she had gotten since then, she had only slept around three and a half hours.

Had she just heard a little kid telling her to wake up?

She must be hearing things.

“Sishter!” Seeing how groggy the pretty sister looked, little Kunkun raised her voice considerably.

The sharp voice of a child made Leng Yan wake up a little more.

“There really is a kid?!”

She propped herself up on one elbow and looked at the little bundle of milk-white softness in front of her. “Whose child are you? Why are you in my room?”

“Uncle Zhang told me to come. He told me to wake Sishter up,” the little bundle answered in a milky, childish voice.

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Kunkun.”

“Then does Kunkun want Sister to get up?” Leng Yan asked with a smile.

“No…” Kunkun looked at the very pretty “Sishter” in front of her, then climbed right on top of her. She even abandoned the Pikachu plushie in her hand, casually tossing it onto Leng Yan’s bed.

“Hey… careful, don’t fall…” Leng Yan placed both hands under Kunkun’s bottom to support her and lowered her head slightly.

Before she could react, Kunkun planted a loud kiss on Leng Yan’s cheek.

“??” Leng Yan looked confused and pinched Kunkun’s cheeks. “Why did you kiss me?”

“Sishter pwetty.”

Pretty?

That was probably what she meant…

“Thank you, Kunkun.”

After chatting for a few moments, Leng Yan was no longer sleepy. She carried little Kunkun out of the room and saw a whole crowd gathered outside the door.

When everyone saw that Kunkun wasn’t crying, they breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were deeply grateful to the child for successfully waking Leng Yan up.

“Director Zhang.”

“Huh? Present!” Director Zhang jumped [stolen content]in fright and immediately stood ramrod straight like a soldier.

“Hold Kunkun for me. I’m going to change out of my pajamas.” Leng Yan reached out and placed little Kunkun into Director Zhang’s arms.

“Ah~ Sure thing~” Director Zhang immediately became cheerful again and happily accepted little Kunkun.

“Uncle Zhang ugly. I dun wan’ him hold me…” Little Kunkun clutched the sleeve of Leng Yan’s pajamas, looking as though she was about to cry.

“Then Kunkun, how about I hold you?” Xi Mengyao reached out her arms.

“Okay~”