But Huaijin didn't feel like entertaining any male tsunderes, not when she had Yuanying clinging to her sleeve like a jealous kitten and Su Mingtong asking constant questions with sparkling eyes.
She had priorities.
And boys weren't part of it.
Director Tang noticed something else, too:
She didn't act flirtatiously or daintily in front of any of the boys, nor did she try to create CP dynamics.
She stayed platonically attached to the girls and the youngest child.
It was rare and refreshing.
"She's not trying to appeal," Director Tang murmured, pleased.
"She's just being herself. Kids like her. Audiences will love her. This… this is genuine charm."
When the tea session ended, the children wandered the pavilion, exploring its corners or poking lotus leaves with sticks. But half of them ended up returning to stand near Huaijin, no matter how far they walked.
Yuanying planted herself practically glued to Huaijin's side again, face red but expression pretending to be annoyed.
