Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 263 - 264: Finding a Husband Like Him

Chapter 263: Chapter 264: Finding a Husband Like Him

Luo You understood what Sheng Yan meant. Given He Jinxia’s current popularity, her worth had more than doubled. Taking on any film project could easily make money, but this was predicated on catching the recent popular trend.

If they didn’t accept offers now and missed this opportunity, when He Jinxia’s popularity waned, her inflated worth would fall back to normal growth levels, and the difference in her film fees would be significant.

Luo You maintained a calm smile on his face, "I also think of Jinxia as my own sister. I don’t want her to miss out on her future prospects for short-term gains. Landing one good role is better than making four or five bad films. I’d rather she didn’t take on poor projects and instead waited for a good one.

Sheng Yan neither agreed nor disagreed with what he said. Courtesies were something everyone expressed, and with Mrs. He present, when else would they act appropriately?

Whether he truly considered He Jinxia’s interests would be revealed later.

Mrs. He felt grateful upon hearing Luo You’s words and exchanged a few words with him, essentially expressing her appreciation and asking him to continue taking good care of Jinxia.

The dishes arrived one after another, and once Mrs. He started eating, Sheng Yan and Luo You also began.

Everyone chatted while eating, mostly about Jinxia’s affairs, such as amusing incidents on set, her interactions with fans on W-blog, and other topics. Later, Luo You mentioned the type of reality show he hoped to secure for her.

In August, Jinxia would likely spend most of her time on the reality show.

Suddenly, at one moment, Sheng Yan said, "Clear her schedule for the international Fashion Week in September—I’ll take her to see it."

Luo You choked on his words, almost spitting out the water he had just drunk!

He hurriedly swallowed and, lifting his head, carefully asked, "This... are you going with her?"

Sheng Yan glanced at him, his indifferent eyes seemingly piercing through Luo You’s thoughts, "No, I have an invitation quota."

Luo You relaxed, understanding it was an invitation pass. He had initially thought Sheng Yan intended to take He Jinxia to Fashion Week and walk the red carpet with her or something similar.

It was just that Sheng Yan’s earlier words were ambiguous, easily leading to misunderstandings, frightening him...

Although they were close, given Jinxia’s current status, being seen publicly with Sheng Yan was tantamount to self-destruction for any reason. Sheng Yan’s fans would fiercely criticize her, accusing her of fame-chasing.

This kind of negative popularity was not what Luo You wanted.

Other celebrities might deliberately seek relationships with superstars to rise to fame, but for Jinxia, it would be more harmful than beneficial. She didn’t lack acting skills, just opportunities which she could earn on her own. She didn’t need to rely on Sheng Yan.

They aimed to enter the top tier methodically and grounded step by step.

Luo You broke into a bright smile, "I’ll thank you on Jinxia’s behalf first. I was just worrying about how to secure a spot. Considering Jinxia still has limited fashion resources, attending the show would boost her image presence, making press releases easier to write."

Mrs. He curiously asked, "Is it difficult to get a spot at Fashion Week?"

Luo You explained, "The show has limited seating, attended by various celebrities and politicians, so only a portion of stars can receive invitations. With many global celebrities, each country gets only a few spots."

"However, fortunately, there are many brand shows during Fashion Week. Some brands might offer invitations, while others may sell spots, but buying spots is also tricky. Brands won’t sell just because you’re a celebrity, there are a lot of intricacies involved."

"For Sheng Yan to provide an invitation to Jinxia’s show is like saving our team a lot of trouble, especially in PR expenses!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. He’s eyes sparkled subtly, and she turned to Sheng Yan with a hint of apology, "Since Jinxia entered the industry, she must have caused you quite some trouble. Would offering this invitation pose a burden to you?"

Sheng Yan’s eyes darkened slightly as he gently shook his head. A burden?

No, she was too hassle-free. In fact, he wished Jinxia would cause him more trouble so he could fulfill his role as her boyfriend.

Sheng Yan spoke unhurriedly, "Jinxia is very low-maintenance. She has never troubled me. Auntie, you worry too much."

"As for the invitations, they’re not hard for me to get at all. I receive a bunch every year, but there’s no way I can attend all of them. I only go to a few shows and the rest just sit in my office like scrap paper. If Jinxia finds them useful, she can certainly take them."

Luo You was somewhat tempted by the idea. If he could get twenty or thirty invitations from Sheng Yan for Jinxia to attend all the shows, she would definitely become this year’s undisputed ’show-dominator’.

However, just thinking about it made him painfully abandon the plan.

Jinxia had only transitioned a year ago and had few ads. Resources in the fashion circle were too scarce. Suddenly attending so many shows would raise eyebrows not just inside the circle but outside as well.

Mrs. He’s voice came from beside his ear, laden with a deep regret, "If only Jinxia had a real elder brother like you, it’s such a pity..."

The atmosphere instantly grew stifled, and Mrs. He’s mention of past sorrows made her bow her head and look at her food, her appetite gone.

Sheng Yan comforted her, "Auntie, Jinxia is like my sister, and I will take good care of her."

Mrs. He nodded, not needing to spell everything out; they both understood.

Suddenly thinking of something, Mrs. He smiled, "I wonder what kind of husband Jinxia will find in the future. I don’t ask for her husband to treat her extraordinarily well, but if he could care for her half as much as you do, I would be reassured."

Sheng Yan claimed he didn’t take much care of Jinxia, a tale for those unfamiliar with the truth.

Mrs. He knew Sheng Yan had facilitated Jinxia’s entry into JY girl group and was aware that more than a few resources in JY had come from Sheng Yan before.

Not to mention when Jinxia switched to acting, Sheng Yan had personally taught her how to act, and they often talked for long periods about it.

Teaching a person to fish is more valuable than giving them fish; giving knowledge is more important than resources because once you have the know-how, can resources be far behind?

Jinxia and Sheng Yan hadn’t told her these things, but she had eyes to see for herself.

Every New Year when her daughter came home, she sometimes opened her room door to offer food and observed Jinxia chatting with Sheng Yan, deeply engrossed in discussing acting.

It’s undeniable that at that time, Sheng Yan had realized his feelings and was patiently laying his net through the path of acting, luring the little fox step by step into his trap.

Upon hearing Mrs. He speak like this, Sheng Yan stiffened, his heart nearly stopping in that moment, thinking she had discovered something!

Upon a closer look, Mrs. He appeared normal, nothing unusual, seemingly just a casual remark.

Sheng Yan, rarely nervous, replied with a calm and steady face, "She will, auntie, rest assured, Jinxia will find someone."

Mrs. He said cheerfully, "Make sure you vet him well for her when the time comes!"

Sheng Yan found it extremely difficult to agree, "Alright."

He really fucking wanted to admit right now that he was Jinxia’s boyfriend!

Look, how favorable a light his potential mother-in-law viewed him in!

Sheng Yan took a deep breath, striving to calm himself down.

He might not be great at courting girls, but he was clever; no matter how low his emotional intelligence, he knew if he confessed now, Mrs. He might have a completely different attitude.

After all, viewing someone as a son-in-law is not at all the same as viewing someone as a younger relative.

Luo You looked at Sheng Yan, then at Mrs. He, a frown creasing his brow, sensing something off in the atmosphere.

After finishing dinner, the group returned to their respective accommodations, marking the end of the gathering.