[Interviewing Small Theater]

*Note: The translation of this paragraph is quite literally the title of a segment within the novel.

Host: May I ask what you were thinking when Ye Bufan said "I'm afraid he's too arrogant if we don't give him a taste of his own medicine"?

Tao Lin: (Black person's puzzled expression) He really isn't talking about himself?

"Don't you think that your words sounded like you were blaming him for taking your bag?"

"......"

Xu Anan furrowed his brows, pondered with a tilted head, and contemplated while biting on the straw.

"Alright, there might be a bit of truth to it, but what I actually wanted to ask at that time was why he took his things away using my bag. I got anxious for a moment and... " The manager scratched his head irritably, and then suddenly realized something, "No wonder he hung up on my phone call back then, he must have been angry."

Liang Chun had no way of dealing with his best friend's nanny-like attitude towards Ye Bufan. It seems that Ye Bufan's words in the past couldn't make his friend give up; it appears that he is deeply influenced.

"Do you know where he is now?"

"Maybe it's with Tao Lin," Xu Annan said with a hint of frustration.

Liang Chun raised an eyebrow and said, "It's already been a whole night. If it's really here, I reckon everything that should have happened has already happened, and even things that shouldn't have happened, happened as well."

Xu Annan's face turned black.

On the first day that Ye Bufan went to look for Tao Lin, although he said the words "may not come back," in reality, the young man still returned even if he came back late. Xu Annan secretly observed for a long time to ensure that nothing happened between the two of them besides work. But just because nothing happened at first, who can guarantee that nothing will happen in the future?

Moreover, Xu Annan had been constantly held back by Tao Lin's words, "I also have a condition," which he had said initially.

Xu Annan thought more and more that Liang Chun's words were right. In yesterday's situation, Xiaofan must have been particularly angry when he left. If he couldn't handle it and just gave in to Tao Lin, it wouldn't be impossible!

The manager stood up with a solemn expression on his face.

"I'll go find him!"

At this moment, the person who "possibly surrendered to Tao Lin" was leaning on the sofa, waiting for a certain rich second-generation to bring breakfast out from the bustling kitchen.

Ye Bufan was currently reading the script for "Fated Destiny." This script was the result of major revisions, transforming his character from "a cold and aloof school genius who is a cold-hearted delinquent outside" to "a ruthless delinquent." It perfectly eliminated his school scenes, which was in line with his principle of not ruining his reputation by taking on such roles.

Of course, this is also thanks to the wealthy second generation who seems to be waging a world war in the kitchen.

Ye Bufan raised his gaze but couldn't see clearly what was happening in the kitchen from his angle. However, the piercing sound was definitely ruining his good mood in the early morning. He didn't know what had gotten into Tao Lin to insist on making breakfast so earnestly, and the result was that Ye Bufan had been hungry for almost an hour.

The young man lazily got up, hoping to make the wealthy second-generation, who avoids any manual labor, give up. Coincidentally, the wealthy second-generation's phone started ringing, and the incoming call displayed only one word: "Zhang."

The second-generation rich picked up the phone, and the room finally became quiet for a moment. However, in the next instant, the second-generation rich exploded in extreme dissatisfaction and roared, "I already said that Sun Er is not welcome in this drama!"

The young boy stopped in his tracks as he reached the doorway of the kitchen.

"Han Yue's request? Is he blind or something?"

The young man turned and fetched a bottle of fruit juice from the refrigerator.

"Okay, I'll consider it!"

Tao Lin came out and found that Ye Bufan was already sitting at the dining table, eating the bread that had been put in the refrigerator at an unknown time. The young man kindly left half of it for him.

Tao Lin turned back to take a look at the kitchen that had been messed up by himself, sighed softly, and decided to satisfy his hunger first. So, he sat down next to Ye Bufan.

Tao Lin thought that Ye Bufan would ask about the situation of his script first, but the latter unexpectedly remained calm, eating his bread and drinking his juice with an air of elegance. Every movement exuded grace, perfectly illustrating what it means to be "as pleasant to the eye as a delicious meal."

"Let's go to Xing Entertainment later. There are some things to discuss about 'Destined Fate'."

The boy wiped his mouth and said, "Sun Haoran?"

The second-generation wealthy individual nodded and said, "Han Yue plans to let him play the male lead."

Ye Bufan heard the name Han Yue and couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. He didn't have much interaction with his boss, Han Yue, compared to the Vice President of Star Entertainment, Zhang Jinyao. However, Han Yue's influence could be seen in many of the company's decisions, as if he was always present, like a shadow.

"Sure, Sun Haoran has a decent popularity and his acting skills are passable. Besides, your male lead doesn't have a fixed actor yet, so it's not a bad idea to let him join."

The wealthy second generation looked resentfully and said, "I have feelings for Qiu Guang."

Ye Bufan: "......"

Near the entrance of a coffee shop in Xingyu, the manager who intended to urgently seek Ye Bufan to rescue the wayward teenager was intercepted by someone at the door.

Cheng Hui smiled and squinted at him, making a gesture of "please."

"Vice President Zhang, please."