In the moment when Su Yuan woke up from the hazy dream, she only felt a wave of soreness all over her body.

Opening my eyes, I saw a pair of exquisitely long and delicate eyelashes. Their owner was currently asleep, emitting almost imperceptible snores, totally calm and undisturbed.

Sitting up from the soft bed, Su Yuan supported his numb waist and took slow steps towards the window. He pulled open the tightly closed curtain, allowing fresh air to flow in.

The sun had not yet risen, and the sky outside the house was grey and hazy, weighing down everyone's spirits.

Of course, all these preparations only intensified the resentment in Su Yuan's heart.

Why is it that a boy who is six years younger than me can...

With this thought in mind, Su Yuan turned his head to gaze at the person on the bed. His light brown strands of hair scattered on the pillow, his peaceful sleeping face both alluring and sweet.

A faint smile curved at the corners of his mouth. Su Yuan flipped through the table and found a box of deformed cigarettes. After several attempts, he finally managed to pull out one. Just as he was about to bring it to his lips, he heard a soft hum behind him, almost like a playful gesture.

"Um... Uncle, are you smoking again? Didn't we say you're not allowed to smoke?"

"Have a good sleep." Su Yuan replied without looking back, but still put the cigarette back into the box and tossed it back onto the table.

"I'm not sleepy anymore... Uncle, come over here..." The person on the bed got up, and the blanket slid down slowly along his body, revealing his fair and tight back and slender muscle lines. He fiddled around in the blanket for a while, and by the time he crawled out, his pants were already loosely and casually put on.

Su Yuan stared at the hazy gray sky outside the window, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Uncle, what's wrong with you?

Ah!... It's nothing," the voice suddenly grew closer. Su Yuan shivered and was about to turn his head, but he felt his cheek being held and soft lips covering his own.

As if inhaling some strange gas, Su Yuan felt his body gradually soften, and he could only weakly rely on his embrace, allowing his arms to tighten around him more and more.

The person behind me is called Liu Haoyan. Little Su Yuan is 6 years old, with a slightly mischievous character... Indescribably cute.

In fact, Su Yuan already knew that he might have really fallen for this little child. However, he wondered, if he has already fallen, why did he have to fall so hard?!

The matter goes back to the recent past.

Makeup artist, come here for a moment! Touch-ups needed over here!

"Uh!" Su Yuan responded only with a hum, with a thin eyeliner brush held in his mouth. He carefully closed the oversized eyeshadow palette on his arm and swiftly strode towards the source of the sound.

Su Yuan entered the entertainment circle seven years ago, stepping into this little world. Unlike other handsome men, he is a makeup artist. Initially, he served in the film industry and gradually became a personal makeup artist for celebrities. Eventually, he was poached and became an indispensable member on the runway.

Make-up is an activity that tests both aesthetic ability and fine skills at the same time, and neither can be lacking.

Su Yuan is probably one of the most perfect candidates for this profession.

He grew up in a fashionable family. His mother was a fashion magazine editor, and his father was a designer. Although he often attended these events, he was always treated as a little treasure and played around by various veteran celebrities. However, he inherited his grandfather's mild and steady temperament and was fortunate enough not to be influenced by this big mess.

With a gentle sweep across the person's cheekbone in front of him, Su Yuan tapped the brush exclusive to himself twice on his arm. He then revealed a faint smile to the man standing not far away, made a slight bow, and immediately turned around, walking out of this seemingly orderly yet chaotic hall.

Su Yuan closed the soundproof door and let out a sigh of relief. She unfolded the storage bag tied to her pants and neatly put away the makeup brushes that were hanging all over her body, one by one, according to their sizes.

"Take that child to meet Yang Ge. Yang Ge should be available now."

Suddenly, a few murmuring voices reached Su Yuan's ears. He paused what he was doing and pricked up his ears, listening carefully to their conversation.

"Tsk... Can Yang Ge handle this? This girl is quite pretty. Why doesn't she become a celebrity instead of walking on the T-stage?"

"Ah, you don't understand. Her situation is a bit special. Young Brother Yang can help her! Take her over!"

"Sigh... Fine then!"

"Yang Ge? Is that the talent agent Yang Yue who has always been unable to cultivate any stars?"

Handing the newcomer over to him, there is a somewhat perfunctory feeling even for special circumstances.

Su Yuan turned his head and glanced at the two people engaging in conversation from the corner of his eye.

Halfway through shifting his gaze, it suddenly came to a halt.

A tall girl stood behind two staff members. She had light brown hair that cascaded down her back, and her skin was so pale it was almost translucent. Her almond-shaped eyes had long, thick lashes, and her petite mouth had delicate, rose-petal lips that were plump and rounded. The girl's expression showed a hint of discontent, but her gaze remained restless as it swept over the staff members, as if her own thoughts were also disturbed by their words.

The memories rushed into Su Yuan's mind, causing her heart to tighten. Unable to control herself, she took a step forward but quickly came to a halt.

His gaze lingered on the girl's face for a while, and Su Yuan took a deep breath before lowering his head. Afraid to stay any longer, he quickly turned around and took big strides towards the main entrance of the building.