The makeup artist's whole face wrinkled up, somewhat doubting life as she pinched the palm of her hand, feeling that she shouldn't keep having such strange and bizarre thoughts. While she was continuously "hypnotizing" herself, the conversation between Du Xixi and Sun Mulin didn't stop; it was just becoming a bit more normal.
"Sis-in-law, just send more over. I'm going to do a guest spot for a film crew shortly, and I can offer them as a gift from you to the local deities, and let some familiar faces taste it." Sun Mulin coughed, one hand tousling his hair that hadn't been sprayed with gel yet, the other resting on the armrest of the seat. "They really like you—being able to taste your cooking will certainly brighten their day."
"Do they like me?" Du Xixi's eyes twinkled with joy, clearly being liked is something that made her feel quite happy. "Then I'll definitely send more over, and thank them for liking me on my behalf."
