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"Xiao Yu..."

I don’t know that because of my own words, the deepest sadness in Han Yu’s heart was evoked. Looking at Han Yu’s silent look, Park Ji-eun frowned worriedly, just thinking that he was sad because of his words, he couldn’t help but stand up, walked to Han Yu and sat down, grabbed his hands tightly and said softly: “It’s okay, Sister Shi has been dead for so many years. We should accept everything we should accept, life has to continue, right? It’s so good, finally let my sister find you, you have grown so well, and become an actor. When you were a child, my sister thought it would be a pity for you, a handsome guy, not to be an artist in the future. It’s good now! In the future, I have my sister to protect you! Don’t worry!”

As he said that, Park Ji-eun showed a soft and bright smile on his face. He raised his hand and patted his chest with a bold look. His other hand was still holding Han Yu's hands, looking at him with a smile, with an indescribable gentleness, just like... many years ago, when the sister looked at her.

"Hmm? Screenwriter Park."

Hearing Park Ji-eun's words, Yoon Zhi, who was sitting next to Han Yu's side, had a little silent expression, moved his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at Park Ji-eun, who was sitting next to Han Yu's other hand, and asked softly, "Screenwriter Park, do you mean?"

"Um!"

Park Ji-eun smiled and nodded, affirming Yoon Ji's guess, "Since my Xiaoyu wants to act, and this is my own work, of course the male protagonist must be my Xiaoyu!"

“…”

In a moment.

When Han Yu, who was originally immersed in the sadness, heard the words "My Xiaowoo" from Park Ji-eun, couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth, but turned his head, and his eyes were vaguely silently, looking at his "sister" who suddenly appeared.

Then he sniffed, sorted out the emotions in his heart, thought for a while, turned to look at Park Ji-eun, who was smiling and looking at him, and said with a silence: "Sister Ji-eun, you... Didn't you say that I was not qualified before?"

"What's not qualified? My Xiaoyu is not as good as who? Hum?"

Park Ji-eun widened his eyes, completely subverting the intimate impression of Han Yu when he first met her. He shouted loudly as if he was protecting her, "Didn't my sister not know it was you? Now that I know it was you, how could I eliminate you and let others join me? Even if I have a little friendship with Actor Kim, I am just a friend. You are my nephew!"

"…Where is the director and the others?"

"Don't care about them!"

Park Ji-eun waved his hand with a bold look on his face and raised his chin and said, "When I agreed to write the script, I agreed that the right to casting belongs to me! They don't care at all!"

“…”

Han Yu and Yin Zhi looked at each other silently, and both could see the deep speechlessness in each other's eyes. Faced with such a sudden change of situation, they really didn't know what they should say.

"but……"

With a slightly curled red lips, Yin Zhi looked at the handsome face beside him with a smile, and said with a bit of teasing voice: "It's always a good thing, isn't it? We won the opportunity to star in "Producer", and you... and you... I also found a 'relative'~"

Han Yu's face froze when he heard this, but he was still waiting for him to wink at the female agent beside him. Park Ji-eun, who was sitting on the other side, clapped his hands first, and looked at Queen Yoon, who looked very appreciatively, and said happily: "Yes! That's right! I've encountered a great thing today! Xiaoyu, you must stay and have dinner with your sister today. You haven't seen each other for so many years. You don't know how much your sister misses you! Agency Yoon, stay and have dinner with you. No one is allowed to leave today. I'll go in and call the crew now, set the position of the male lead, and get the script of "Producer". Take it and take it back to watch it in the evening. Call your sister at any time if you don't understand."

"Ah, I... that..."

Hearing Park Ji-eun's words, Han Yu and his two faces changed slightly, but Han Yu's face was more caught off guard and the embarrassment he had not adapted to for the time being. He raised his hand and touched his nose, not knowing how he should politely reject this "sister" who really has a deep connection with him. He could only change the topic and said, "Then, that... Sister Ji-eun, this, isn't it good for you to give me the script directly?"

"What does that matter? You won't leak it."

Park Ji-eun waved his hand indifferently, stood up and said, "Seeing the script a little in advance can also make you more prepared, otherwise it would be like Cha Tae-hyun, Kong Hyo-jin and the others are all veteran actors. I'm afraid that you will be looked down upon by them when you join the group."

When Han Woo heard Park Ji-eon's words, she was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, looked at Park Ji-eon who was smiling gently in front of her, and a strange feeling surged in her heart without being controlled by herself. She couldn't help but quickly lowered her head as if she was concealed, and said nothing more, but just nodded honestly and said, "Then... OK."

"Haha, I'm moved, right? I've said that my sister will take care of you for Sister Yishi!"

Park Ji-eun said with a smile, and it seemed that he was very happy with Han Yu's reaction. He said in a whisper: "But, I asked you to read the script not entirely out of selfishness. I heard from senior Zhen that you have helped to modify the script of "KMHM" before. I also want you to help me see if there is anything bad about "Producer". After all, you are the son of Sister Yi Shi! She... is right!"

Suddenly, Park Ji-eun screamed, scaring Han Yu and the others who were sitting on the sofa jumped up. They couldn't help but look up at her strangely and said, "What's wrong? Sister Ji-eun."

"Me, I... Xiaoyu, wait! I have something to show you!"

Park Ji-eun hurriedly threw down a sentence, then rushed into the inner room without looking back. Looking at the serious face, it seemed as if he had remembered something very important.

Soon, before Han Woo and the others were confused for a long time, Park Ji-eun came out of the inner room and came back to the living room.

"Fortunately, when I handed it over to Mikyo before, I kept it, otherwise it would be bad first..."

Park Ji-eun held a notebook that looked very old, muttering with luck while handing it to Han Yu with a precious look on his face.
Chapter completed!