"Alright, I'll have two bowls," Ling He said, patting her head.
Shi You's gaze flickered over, and he swallowed. It smelled so good.
Jiang Mian raised an eyebrow and looked at him. As their eyes met, Shi You immediately turned his face away.
After the meal, there was a free chat session to help everyone get to know each other better.
Jiang Mian hugged a cushion and leaned back, resting her forehead and feeling drowsy. Unexpectedly, she was called upon.
Zhao Xinxin blinked her big eyes. "Master, how did President Ji marry you? Was the proposal romantic?"
Jiang Mian froze. How did they get married? Could she talk about that?
She curved her lips. "I met him at a party. He helped me out of a bind, and then offered to drive me home. We got married the next day. As for the proposal, it was completely skipped."
Zhao Xinxin gave her a thumbs-up. "Amazing! President Ji went straight for the initiative. It must have been love at first sight, how romantic."
Xu Xingxing's expression was also full of admiration. "Isn't this like a plot from a novel? How wonderful."
Chang Min smiled. "Your generation's love is quite direct."
Shi You pouted and said nothing.
Ling He paused for a moment, then added, "That's a very fast progression."
Jiang Mian propped her chin on her hand. "Yes, I hadn't retired from the industry back then. I was busy filming and attending events every day, and he was busy too. We wouldn't see each other for months."
Zhao Xinxin chuckled. "You can't let President Ji get away with it. All the proper procedures must be followed, there has to be a proposal."
Jiang Mian blinked. A proposal? She hadn't thought about it, especially now that their child was almost born.
She said meaningfully, "In the future, my boyfriend must propose to me before I'll agree to marry him."
Sensing the gazes of the onlookers, Ling He paused and said, "Understood."
...
As soon as the recording of the show ended, Jiang Mian flew back to Kyoto.
Now, apart from some simple commercial activities, Jiang Mian didn't go out much, occasionally taking on a few minor roles.
Ji Zhixiu specially cleared a day to accompany Jiang Mian to school.
They were received by Song Yin's homeroom teacher.
The teacher clearly seemed troubled. "President Ji, Mrs. Ji, to be frank, Song Yin is a very intelligent child. It's just a pity... he doesn't focus on his studies!"
Jiang Mian asked, "He refuses to study?"
The teacher nodded and then shook her head. "He wasn't like this when he first arrived. Although he wasn't familiar with the environment, he was very attentive in class. But then, for some reason, he started sleeping in class. It's like this for every teacher's lesson. I've spoken to him, but it's not helping..."
Jiang Mian smiled slightly. "I understand. I'll talk to him when we get back. Please continue to take care of him during school hours."
With the two important figures being so understanding, the teacher breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I will. Song Yin still has his merits. At least he only tunes out himself and doesn't affect others."
On the way back, Jiang Mian looked troubled.
The child didn't like talking to her at all and disliked her. How to communicate with him was indeed a problem.
Ji Zhixiu couldn't stand to see her frowning. He held her hand. "Say what you need to say. Whether he listens is up to him."
Jiang Mian looked up. "Ashiu, if our child encountered this in the future, what would you do?"
Ji Zhixiu frowned. He hadn't thought about this question.
Jiang Mian pondered for a moment. "The teacher also said he wasn't like this at first. It seems something happened at school that we don't know about."