Bo Jinyu was amused by her exaggerated expression, reached out, and gently pinched her soft cheek, laughing, "Little wife, your imagination is quite something. I think you should be a screenwriter; you'd definitely craft many astonishingly remarkable plots!"
"You know, that's actually a great suggestion! If one day I don't want to be a fashion designer, I could become a screenwriter, and then I could..." The more Ye Anran thought about it, the more she felt Bo Jinyu's unintentional remark opened up new planning possibilities for her future.
She could be a screenwriter, and then turn boys' comics into scripts, and then make them into TV dramas...
Drooling...
But finding the right actors seems like such a huge problem.
If Bo Jinyu would agree to act...
Her gaze slyly swept across Bo Jinyu.
However, when she caught sight of that man's smile blooming like flowers, all her thoughts vanished.
Even if she had the mischievous intent, she wouldn't have the guts!
