"I'm not only interested in producing. I just feel like this industry is a murky business, and by sticking with Auntie Ayun, it's easier to see through people."
Tan You just smiled slightly. 'You're acting tough now, but don't go eating your words later.' From what she'd seen in the original owner's memories, this kid stuck to Pei Yan at every opportunity. He was practically Pei Yan's human pendant.
Seeing the profound smile on Tan You's face, Jiang Jun was a little puzzled. "Why are you acting a bit strange today?"
He sniffed the air as he spoke. "And there's a scent of perfume. Don't you usually not wear any? It actually smells pretty good."
Tan You glanced at him. "Do you have the nose of a hound? Since you're here, you can help share my workload."
Jiang Jun dragged a chair over and sat down beside Tan You. "Mom, you just said you were at the prime age for forging ahead, and now you're already making me handle your work."
