Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 493 The Love and Career of a Beautiful Writer 31

"I said."

Ran Cang suddenly stopped recording, her eyelashes still damp with sleepiness.

"To celebrate our studio's fifth anniversary, why don't we turn today's farce into a short drama?"

Let's call it the live-action version of "A Morning with Four Lazybones and a Cat."

She deliberately focused the camera on the red marks on Sui Si and Jun Sui's necks, saying, "I guarantee it will be even more popular than 'A Glimmer of Hope'."

Sui Si grabbed a rag to throw at them, but Jun Sui stopped him. The boy stood in the center of the sun-drenched kitchen, looking at the disheveled appearance of the four people on Ran Cang's phone screen.

Jun Sui's shirt buttons were misaligned, he was wearing his pajamas inside out, Jun Li Que's tie was crooked, and his dyed gray hair was a mess. Suddenly, he burst out laughing.

The laughter seemed to be contagious; soon all four of them were leaning against the kitchen counter, laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight, startling the sparrows outside the window into fluttering away.

"actually..."

Sui Si wiped away the tears of laughter and suddenly said seriously.

"Just like our story, there are always unexpected events, it's never perfect, but..."

He looked at Jun Sui, his eyes filled with a smile gentler than the morning light, "But always full of surprises."

Jun Sui reached out and tucked the stray hairs from his forehead behind his ear, her fingertips gently brushing against the corners of his reddened eyes:

"So your next project is really going to be a live-action romance film?"

"shoot!"

Ran Cang suddenly came over with a spatula covered in egg yolk, saying, "Just film the daily life of the four of us. I guarantee the audience will know that the most touching love stories are never in the script."

The morning light streamed through the kitchen window. Sui Si stared at the orange cat in Ran Cang's arms, its fur standing on end, its fluffy tail still occasionally brushing against the tip of its owner's dinosaur pajamas.

"Where did the cat come from?"

He bent down and poked the cat's paw, but the orange cat fiercely swatted away his paw pads, its sharp claws narrowly grazing his fingertips.

Ran Cang stroked the orange cat's chin, a smile playing in his eyes:

“She was fostered by a friend; she went abroad to chase after her husband.”

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice, leaned his head closer to Sui Si, and his hair still had bits of uncombed egg stuck to it.

"That guy ran away from his wedding to Iceland to photograph the Northern Lights, and my sisters chased him all over the world."

He was caught red-handed in Greenland last month; apparently, the engagement ring is frozen in a glacier crevasse.

"...a person of strong emotions."

Sui Si straightened up and caught a glimpse of Jun Li Que secretly pouring milk into his coffee, the porcelain spoon making a crisp sound as it hit the cup.

The orange cat's ears perked up instantly, its amber eyes shone brightly, and it purred excitedly, its paws thrashing restlessly in Ran Cang's arms.

Ran Cang suddenly clapped his hands, startling the sparrows on the windowsill into fluttering away. The wind from their wings overturned the recipe on the cutting board.

"Everyone's alright now, right?"

She winked at Jun Lique, a sly glint in her eyes, and the curl of her hair resembled that of a ruffled orange cat.

Jun Lique was stunned for two seconds before he reacted and hurriedly put down his coffee cup.

The bottom of the cup made a dull thud as it tapped on the wooden countertop, and the brown liquid sloshed over the rim, meandering into an irregular stream on the table.

"My two brothers, please go upstairs and rest for a bit. Ah Yu, come here..."

His ears turned red and his Adam's apple bobbed nervously. "Ayu and I prepared lunch and dinner together to celebrate the great success of 'A Glimmer of Hope'."

As he spoke, his fingers unconsciously traced the wrinkles in his clothes.

For some reason, I felt a little guilty.

Sui Si narrowed his eyes, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two.

He noticed the colorful ribbon wrapping paper hidden at Ran Cang's feet, the crooked words "Great Success" on the cutting board behind Jun Li Que, and the extra butter piping bag on the stove.

"So proactive?"

"You wouldn't be so reluctant to let Asui and me go out to play, would you? So you're planning to poison us first? Leave us as corpses as a memento?!"

He deliberately dragged out his words, his tone carrying a mocking undertone.

The kitchen fell silent instantly, with only the clear "smack" of the orange cat licking its paws.

Ran Cang opened his mouth and then closed it again, his throat bobbing but no sound came out.

"Brother, you...you're overthinking things!" Ran Cang held up his flour-covered hands, his rebuttal tinged with guilt.

Jun Sui chuckled helplessly, put his arm around Sui Si's shoulder, and led him toward the stairs.

The warmth of his palm seeped through the thin pajamas, carrying a familiar sense of comfort.

"I haven't tried on the new clothes yet. I designed them myself. Shall we go take a look?"

He leaned close to Sui Si's ear and whispered, "There's also a matching eye mask and slippers, all embroidered with your favorite jasmine flowers."

"You designed this yourself?!"

Sui Si instantly perked up, and even as he was being half-pushed upstairs, he didn't forget to turn back and shout.

"Just don't put any chili peppers in today's dishes!"

If you don't listen, I'll make short videos of your embarrassing pasts and post them online!

He deliberately made a fierce expression, but Jun Sui affectionately pinched his cheek.

Once the footsteps disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Ran Cang immediately slumped into a chair, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"We almost gave ourselves away!"

The orange cat jumped onto the stove, its tail brushing against the recipe she had written yesterday. Next to the steps, repeatedly crossed out in red pen, were sticky notes:

"This time, I'm determined to impress my brothers!"

Jun Li Que squatted down to pick up the scattered carrot pieces, his ears still trembling with tension.

"How about I take over as head chef? You burned a hole in the pan while frying eggs last time..."

"no!"

Ran Cang suddenly peeked out from behind the refrigerator, her eyes sparkling, clutching a crumpled baking book in her hand.

"I studied recipes for a whole week this time, and even my brother-in-law praised me for my rapid progress!"

She shook the food videos she had saved on her phone, and a close-up of a steak covered in sauce was playing on the screen.

"Besides, have you forgotten that on New Year's Eve last year, my brother praised me highly after eating the exquisite dish I made, saying it was 'very creative'?"

Jun Li Que smiled helplessly and arranged the chopped carrots on a plate:

"That's because he was afraid you'd be sad."

He pointed to the crooked words on the stove, where the buttercream frosting had begun to melt.

"Why don't you take care of the decorations first? I'll handle the main course."

Ran Cang suddenly leaned closer and lowered his voice: "You definitely don't know!"

Last time at the studio, my brother stared at the unique heart-shaped bento box you made in my hand for a long time, looking very pleased...

She reached out and poked Jun Li Que's reddened earlobe. "Don't think I don't know, you secretly practiced sweet and sour pork ribs for three months!"

Jun Li Que's hand trembled, and he almost cut his finger with the kitchen knife: "You...you're talking nonsense!"

He turned around and opened the refrigerator. As the cold air hit him, he discovered that there were several boxes of strawberries hidden on the top shelf.

That was Sui Si and Ran Cang's favorite fruit.

It's quite a coincidence that the siblings Sui Si and Ran Cang are remarkably similar in their appetites, as if it were preordained.

Ran Cang suddenly remembered something, pulled a small notebook from the drawer, and wrote down densely on it:

Brother: Has a sweet tooth, hates green peppers;

Lique flavor: Mildly spicy, avoid cilantro;...

Why are you writing this down?

Jun Li Que peeked over and his ear tips instantly turned bright red.

"Of course, it's to prepare a perfect victory celebration banquet!"

Ran Cang slammed the notebook onto the table. A note was pasted on the cover, which read, "A menu that will make the brothers so happy they'll cry."

"Last time my brother-in-law said my cooking was like a biological weapon, this time I'm determined to make a comeback with delicious food!"

The sunlight streaming in through the window cast dappled shadows on the two of them.

Jun Lique took the trembling kitchen knife from Ran Cang's hand and began to cut the meat with deft movements:

"First, I'll teach you how to make the sauce. Remember not to add too much salt..."

He suddenly stopped, looking at Ran Cang's serious expression as he took notes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"Actually... the last time you made egg pancakes, when you sprinkled three handfuls of sugar on them, Brother Sui Si secretly ate half of the plate."

Ran Cang's pen stopped in mid-air: "Really?!"

"Ah."

As Jun Lique arranged the sliced ​​meat into a bowl and poured in the cooking wine, he recalled the way Sui Si had sneaked into the kitchen to eat that night. "He said... there was A Yu's heart in it."

Ran Cang smiled proudly, his head unconsciously tilting slightly upwards:

"My brother sometimes has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."