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Luo Xiu smiled and rubbed her on her head. "Okay, what else do you want to find out. Just ask."

"Okay!" Gu Nian was very determined to carry on working.

Unfortunately, her brain, numbed by alcohol, called it quit before her will.

When she got to her final question of "What is your opinion on Yuntan from the perspective of an actor", she was already mumbling. She could no longer keep her eyelids open and her head, after bobbling a few times, started heading for the tabletop.

Luo Xiu lifted his hand.

He caught her forehead just in time and stopped her head right before it made contact with the tabletop after dropped a few more centimeters.

Gu Nian looked up and shook her head groggily. "Hmm? Have I fallen asleep?"

Luo Xiu smiled. "Let\'s head back to the room. It\'s getting late. I can answer your remaining questions tomorrow."

"No! No way!" The girl objected adamantly.

"What\'s the problem?"

"We will be department from here tomorrow. I will be returning to my screenwriter team\'s apartment to work on scripts and you to Dingke Media, working on getting more roles. Our chances of meeting again will be back to 0… …"

The girl\'s voice seemed to have lowered.

Before Luo Xiu could say anything to comfort her, she lifted her head up all of a sudden. "But that is fine. I will work very hard! The day that Mom becomes a gold-medal screenwriter will be the day that we will meet again!"

Luo Xiu, "… … … …"

All the tenderness and touching feeling that had been stirred up were wiped clear in an instant.

Luo Xiu held back his urges to rub and press on the girl\'s cheeks. He smiled and sighed before he asked slowly, "I am 2 years older than you in age and 20 some centimeters taller than you in height. I don\'t think I am the cute type as far as my personality goes. So what is it with you, hmm?"

Gu Nian was wooed groggy by the soft and tender voice. She was foolish led by him, "What do you mean what is it with me?"

"… …"

Siting down in the rattan chair next to her, Luo Xiu leaned against the armrest of the chair and looked at her. His eyes looked like there was a river of stars inside of them and they were smiling.

"Why do you think of me as your son?"

Gu Nian looked disturbed.

Luo Xiu, "Am I not good looking or that I am not your type?"

Gu Nian looked up immediately after he had said that and replied solemnly, "That\'s such silly talk. My precious son is the best looking in the world. No human will say that you are not their type."

Luo Xiu, "… …"

Luo Xiu find that both frustrating and comical.

He stopped himself from wanting to rush up and pinch her lips shut and tried to patiently coaxed the answer out of her. "Why is it then?"

Gu Nian went silent for a little while and grumbled softly, "I guess, because you are too good looking."

Luo Xiu paused, then looked up, "?"

Gu Nian, her head lowered, looked like she was talking to herself, "You are kind, and gentle. You are like an angel to others and look like one too. You are the handsomest man that I have seen. You will be liked by many, many others and that day will come."

Luo Xiu, "Okay, and?"

"As such, there might be many mom-fan who truly look at my precious son like their baby and then there will be a small portion, like me… …"

The girl\'s soft voice almost put herself to sleep. Her head bobbed, met with nothing, and she woke up to finish up what she was saying ––

"Like me, I know that you will, one day, meet a very, very nice girl. I really want to watch you grow, and become better, and don\'t want to have to leave when this girl shows up… … so the easiest way to handle that is to draw a clear line for myself."

Having said that, the girl stopped.

She lifted up her head. She was so drunk that her eyes were curved like new moon and she gave Luo Xiu a bright smile. "The best way to approach this is to think of you as my son. That way Mom will be able to be by your side forever! I will be happy when you are happy and sad when you are sad… … Nobody will be hurt as long as I don\'t cross that line!"

"… …"

Looking at the girl, dazed, Luo Xiu found himself speechless momentarily.