At that moment, a song and dance segment was on.
A well-known actress walked in with her husband from amidst a group of colorfully dressed backup dancers, holding a little boy between them.
All three of them were holding microphones, singing a catchy, family reunion song.
Both the actress and her husband were top-tier in terms of looks within the industry, and the little boy they were holding was even more remarkable.
He seemed to have inherited the best features from both, and even the camera focused on him for several close-ups.
Lin Chunju watched intently, unable to help but exclaim, "That child is really handsome."
Yue Qingqing had been eating, but a casual glance made her freeze, her chopstick-holding hand halted in mid-air as she stared fixedly at the screen.
Yue Jiannan was muttering incessantly as if he had seen a ghost, "How can it be, how did this kid get up there?"
Yue Jiandong looked over, "What’s wrong? Do you know him?"
"I... I don’t know him," Yue Jiannan turned to Lin Chunju, "Mom, that’s the child trafficker I was telling you about before."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Xiaoni, who was in the midst of drinking water, choked in surprise, "Third brother, what are you talking about? That child is a child star. His mother is Shen Peipei. Recently, there’s that popular period drama, something princess, she plays the female lead in that, and the little boy also has a cameo in it. The director is his father."
Wang Xiaoni loved watching TV dramas during her free evenings.
"No way!" Yue Jiannan stood up in shock.
That little chatterbox turns out to be a child star?
So, this means he definitely isn’t a trafficker? But why was he keeping a hold of his little niece and questioning her?
After thinking over it again and again, Yue Jiannan suddenly had an epiphany, feeling like he had figured everything out.
Yue Qingqing was staring at the TV, when suddenly everything around her seemed to shrink.
Turning her head, she realized that her uncle had lifted her up.
Yue Jiannan’s face was filled with regret, "Qingqing, it’s all your uncle’s fault, hindering you from becoming a child star."
"His dad is a director, right? He must be looking for actors all the time. Back on the bus when I said my little niece was beautiful, that kid must have thought his dad’s drama needed actors, so he wanted to find you for the role. It’s all uncle’s fault, I hindered your future."
Yue Jiannan had heard some gossiping girls in his class say before, that several Hong Kong stars were discovered by talent scouts while walking on the street, and then they became famous overnight.
His own Qingqing was so pretty and smart, acting would surely be a piece of cake for her— it was all his own misunderstanding that wasted the child’s opportunity.
Seeing her family looking at her with regret, Yue Qingqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
What does this have to do with that?
But at least now she had also figured out her junior brother’s current identity.
Yue Jiannan continued to express his regret, "Ah, but there’s no way to contact that kid."
Yue Xiaohu, not understanding, pointed at the TV, "Isn’t he in there?"
"Silly, can I stuff Qingqing into the television? This program is all recorded in the capital city, tens of thousands of miles away from us."
The capital city? If they went to the capital city, could they find junior brother?
Yue Qingqing looked at the TV and couldn’t help falling deep into thought.
But she knew that her current body was still too small, and although her family thought they had missed an opportunity, they wouldn’t possibly take her to the capital city just to try their luck.
She had heard from her grandma that the capital city is the heart of the nation, which in ancient times would mean under the feet of the imperial city.
After all, Yue Qingqing was still just a child, there was no way she could find her own way there.
If only she could grow up a bit faster.