Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 279 - 280 Swing and Sway, Swing and Sway

Chapter 279: Chapter 280 Swing and Sway, Swing and Sway

He Jinxia’s eyes were slightly open as she turned her head to look behind her and saw Sheng Yan clad in a crisp and efficient shirt and trousers, with his hair carefully groomed and slicked back, revealing his exquisite and deep-set features.

One of his sleeves was rolled up to the middle of his arm, and in that hand, he held a plate.

"Bang-dong, bang-dong..." He Jinxia felt as though she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat, anxious and incredulous, hardly daring to believe.

It had only been a month since their last meeting, yet it felt like an eternity.

When Sheng Yan saw her dazed expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, casting a faint smile before he took steps toward her and then...

...passed by her shoulder.

The voice of Aunt Rui awakened her senses in her ear.

"Jinxia, what are you standing there for, sit down, don’t zone out; this is the fruit that your Brother Sheng Yan personally washed, cut, and made into a fruit salad," Aunt Rui said with a beaming smile.

He Jinxia turned her head purposefully and met Aunt Rui’s gaze, feeling that her smile held a deeper meaning.

No matter how she looked at it, something seemed off!

Aunt Rui glanced at Sheng Yan then looked back at Mrs. He, voicing a slight complaint, "This son of mine, I can’t get him to do anything, but he’s so close to you; the moment you entered the kitchen wanting to cut fruit, he hurried to help."

Mrs. He said with a hearty laugh, "Not at all, Sheng Yan is just polite and sensible, unlike my Jinxia who loves to laze in bed as soon as she gets home; she won’t do any housework unless you push her to."

Aunt Rui shook her head, lamenting, "That’s not entirely true. The child works so hard, and when she comes back, it’s to rest. It’s fine not to do housework; a woman who can’t do housework is lucky!"

Mrs. He gave it some thought and strongly agreed, feeling empathy.

If it were possible, which woman would want to slave away at household chores as soon as she gets home every day?

Without someone else to do it, she had no choice but to take it on herself.

"When I was younger and poor, I had to work every day, and I was so tired that I couldn’t do housework; whenever I got off work, I just wanted to sleep. Now that I think about it, I find that some women who can do housework are quite lucky," said Mrs. He.

Aunt Rui picked up the conversation, "Exactly, when I used to work with you, we were uneducated and could only do the toughest jobs. In the depths of winter, our hands were covered in chilblains, and making mistakes meant being punished to sweep outside. Thinking back, it was tough; I don’t even know how we managed to get through it."

Mrs. He said, "Exactly, working as a nanny in the winter, besides looking after children, I also had to wash dishes in the cold water, as if the chill was penetrating my bones."

...

While the two mothers reminisced about their youthful days, on the other side, He Jinxia quietly moved one, two, three steps closer to Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan was sitting while He Jinxia stood.

Noticing He Jinxia moving closer, he raised an eyebrow, reached out to grab her arm, and with a swift pull, drew her backward!

Caught off guard, He Jinxia tumbled onto the sofa, scrambling to get up again, but Sheng Yan grasped her waist, pinning her firmly down.

Fearing they would be noticed by Mrs. He and Aunt Rui, she immediately stilled.

Seeing her compliance, Sheng Yan let go of her hand.

Once he released her, He Jinxia glared at him and sent a signal with her eyes—

[Where were you putting your hand earlier, aren’t you afraid of our mothers finding out!]

Sheng Yan returned her gaze with a deep and quiet look—

[If they find out, then we’ll just go public.]

He Jinxia’s eyes widened, her heart "thumping" rapidly again, and she instantly lowered her head to hide the flush rising on her face.

Her hand clenched her pants slightly, unable to stop herself from sneakily peeping at Sheng Yan.

The man sat leisurely on the sofa, his demeanor broad and at ease, picking up a piece of fruit with a toothpick and eating it with the grace of someone enjoying an afternoon tea in a royal garden.

When Sheng Yan caught Jinxia’s gaze, he slightly tilted his head, his ink-dark eyes meeting hers, "Do you want some?"

Jinxia hurriedly shook her head and withdrew her gaze, feeling that she must have misunderstood something just now.

Did Sheng Yan... really want to go public?

No, that wasn’t right, shouldn’t she be happy if he wanted to go public, why was it that she felt even more nervous than Sheng Yan?

Jinxia coughed lightly, straightened her back, sat up straight, and looked at the TV without straying her eyes elsewhere.

Sheng Yan kept observing Jinxia out of the corner of his eye, and seeing her react this way, he pursed his lips and thought leisurely: I’ve accidentally ruffled the little fox’s fur, how should I smooth it out.

Aunt Rui was chatting with Mrs. He, excitedly talking until she was parched. Bending over to grab a cup from the table to drink water, she caught a glimpse of Sheng Yan and Jinxia sitting to the side.

Her eyes shifted, and she looked up at them, saying, "Jinxia, Sheng Yan has been on vacation recently, totally at leisure, and he’s a great actor. Remember to ask him lots of questions, don’t be shy, you know, we’re all family here!"

Jinxia nodded.

To ease Aunt Rui’s mind, she suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, turned to Sheng Yan, and asked, "When I was filming ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People,’ there was one expression I just couldn’t get right, and Director Gu always called for a cut..."

After hearing Jinxia’s question, Sheng Yan pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, I’ll go to your room and demonstrate it for you. This expression has many nuances, and different lines require different portrayals."

Jinxia instinctively wanted to refuse.

Even though Sheng Yan’s reason was perfect, and Mrs. He and Aunt Rui didn’t know they were dating, Jinxia still felt some guilt and didn’t want to be alone with Sheng Yan in the presence of their elders.

"There’s no need to trouble yourself like that, just explaining it to me should be fine," said Jinxia quietly.

Aunt Rui was chatting on the surface but had been watching Jinxia’s situation the whole time. Hearing her words, she immediately shouted, "No way!"

Everyone turned their attention toward Aunt Rui.

Aunt Rui’s face stiffened and she pulled at the corners of her mouth. She looked around and then fixed her gaze on Sheng Yan, glaring at him as she quickly said:

"Sheng Yan, Jinxia is just starting out, and you’re experienced with great acting skills. Now that you have the time, since you’ve agreed to teach her acting, you must teach her properly.

Jinxia is starting from scratch in the entertainment circle. You can’t provide her with resources, so you can only help her with acting. Don’t give me a half-hearted effort! You must teach her well!"

She emphasized the words "teach her well".

Sheng Yan tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but out of respect for his mother’s face, he ultimately did not speak up.

He stood up, without even looking at Jinxia, "Come on, I’ll go to your room and show you."

Without waiting for Jinxia to respond, Sheng Yan picked up his feet and left.

Jinxia called out, "Hey," and looked at Aunt Rui, then at Mrs. He, unsure of what to do.

Without Aunt Rui needing to say anything, Mrs. He took the initiative to speak up, "Don’t just stand there, go quickly. It’s rare for Brother Yan to teach you, don’t act coy. Make sure you have the right attitude, okay? Be humble, and remember to call him ’teacher’!"

Jinxia responded with an "Oh" and turned to enter the room.

As she entered, she was still wondering how things had suddenly turned out this way, especially since she did not actually want Sheng Yan to go to her room.

And, she felt like she was forgetting something...

Upon entering the room, Jinxia closed the door and turned around, saying, "You mentioned there were many ways to express it. I remember my line at that time—Ah!"

Jinxia suddenly screamed, then immediately covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with a panicked expression as if she saw the apocalypse.

She saw Sheng Yan sitting on her bed, and in his hand was a pair of... lace.. underwear.

The underwear dangled between his distinctively jointed fingers, swinging back and forth, back and forth...