Chapter 41.1

Commotion (Part 1)

Translated by AmaLynne

The moment she dialed out, Wen Wenyao hung up the phone.

It’s better to talk to father first…

If Wen Guangquan disagrees, she cannot do these things arbitrarily.

Thinking of this, Wen Wenyao took a deep breath and called Wen Guangquan.

The call was answered after a long time.

“Is something wrong?”

Wen Guangquan’s powerful voice contains no emotion.

“Father…I met a talent scout a few days ago, and the other party recommended me to be an actor, I want to give it a try.”

Wen Wenyao said deliberately, she also did not know whether Wen Guangquan would agree.

“Which entertainment company?”

“ROT Entertainment.”

After Wen Wenyao finished speaking, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

“You look after it yourself, just don’t get involved with those bad old men in the entertainment industry.”

“Thank you father.”

After saying that, Wen Guangquan directly hung up the phone.

To be honest, Wen Wenyao’s decision to become an artist was somewhat hesitant at first because the entertainment industry was not in his eyes. He felt that Wen Wenyao’s entering the entertainment industry was a bit wasteful, no…it was their Wen family who went into the entertainment industry too wasteful.

Artists are more or less trying to please the existence of others. Wen Guangquan originally wanted Wen Wenyao to dispel this idea, but later, it seemed that something had occurred to him.

Wen Wenyao’s mother…was also a flower in the entertainment industry at that time, she’s very beautiful. Wen Guangquan immediately fell in love with her, she’s the only artist he could look up to.

Thinking of this, Wen Guangquan decided not to stop Wen Wenyao.

……

After hanging up the phone, Wen Wenyao inexplicably felt a bit relaxed. She thought she wouldn’t be able to persuade Wen Guangquan easily, but unexpectedly, the other party agreed to her so quickly.

So now, there should be no problem.

She called the talent scout again according to the call on her business card.

The phone was quickly connected.

“Hello?”

“Hello, you gave me your business card at the temple fair last time. I thought about it when I went home and I am willing to give this job a try.”

Wen Wenyao’s clear and sweet voice awakened the other party’s memory. After the temple fair that day, the scout kept recalling Wen Wenyao’s face, which was the most perfect face he had ever seen.

“Good! The interviewer will be here all day today, so the young lady can come over anytime.”

The talent scout excitedly sat up from his chair and looked at the tutor’s work schedule, the teachers for dance singing, and acting were there.

“Thanks.”

After the call was over, Wen Wenyao made up her mind to get ready and go to the audition.

Before that, she had to speak to Song Nanqiao first.

She knocked on Song Nanqiao’s bedroom door.

“Baby…are you free now?” Wen Wenyao stood at the door and asked in a soft voice.

“What’s wrong, come in.”

Song Nanqiao heard the girl’s voice and put down the work she was doing.

The girl slowly opened the door, still looking pretty. She didn’t rush to tell Song Nanqiao but extended her hands as if waiting for Song Nanqiao to embrace her.

Song Nanqiao immediately understood her meaning, holding the girl in his arms and smelling her fragrance.

“Puff…it’s so itchy…” Wen Wenyao shyly pushed Song Nanqiao. Just now, Song Nanqiao had been burying her head in her neck, like a little dog.

“You only said it yesterday and only for me…”

Song Nanqiao hugged the girl tighter, and she couldn’t resist the fragrance on Wen Wenyao’s body.

“Um…I’m willing to…be good…”

The girl kissed Song Nanqiao on the cheek, raised her head, revealing a large expanse of fair neck, grabbed Song Nanqiao’s back neck, and sent it into her neck.

Suddenly, Wen Wenyao felt a slight itching and occasional pain in her neck. Suddenly, she realized that the little cat rubbing around her neck seemed to be biting her.

However, Wen Wenyao did not push her away, standing quietly in place, caressing Song Nanqiao in his arms.

“Sorry…”

Seemingly realizing that she had lost herself a bit, Song Nanqiao let go of the girl in her arms. Remembering the way she was just now.

“It’s okay.”

Wen Wenyao used her delicate hands to caress Song Nanqiao’s cheek, with an undisclosed tenderness on her face.

“Baby.” Wen Wenyao took the initiative to step forward and hug Song Nanqiao.

“I want to be an artist…”

“Why do you suddenly want to become an artist?”
“I just want to…”

“Then go ahead,” Song Nanqiao would certainly support her.

“Well, I’m going for an interview this afternoon. Will you accompany me?”

Wen Wenyao certainly hopes that Song Nanqiao can accompany her.

“Okay.”

“Do I need to put on some makeup?” Wen Wenyao thought for a moment. Since she was interviewing for an artist, she should dress up carefully, but she doesn’t know if Song Nanqiao would mind if she put makeup for others to see.

“Of course, you can.”

Song Nanqiao doesn’t care about these things at all. With Wen Wenyao’s beauty and makeup, she’ll look even better.

“Then I’ll put on a light makeup.”

Wen Wenyao sat on the dressing table and picked up her makeup. In fact, she didn’t need to make up too much because she only needed simple makeup and didn’t even need to draw.

After Wen Wenyao finished putting on her makeup, the two of them went to ROT.

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