Chapter 489: Chapter 489

Shen Dang, stroking the cat, lifted Huahua up to Qiao Xi and said, "Huahua, call her Mommy."

Huahua’s eyes were round and wide: "Meow~" The source of thɪs content is Novᴇ(l)Fɪre .ɴᴇt

Such a cute little kitten.

Qiao Xi’s heart melted.

Yet Shen Dang’s behavior was somewhat outrageous.

Qiao Xi took the cat and sat down on the couch.

Shen Dang beckoned Whatever to follow, holding Whatever’s front paw and saying, "They can go to the restroom by themselves now."

"Really? That’s impressive."

"It’s me who’s impressive."

He wasn’t going to let the dog take credit for this.

This was a result of his training.

Qiao Xi glanced at him, half-smiling, "Yes, yes, you’re impressive."

This man even argued with cats and dogs over attention.

Shen Dang was immediately satisfied, lazily saying, "They’re usually very well-behaved, and they’ve put on some weight recently."

Qiao Xi: "... No wonder I thought something was different."

Both pets had gained quite a bit of weight since arriving at their home.

Shen Dang must have been taking great care of them these days.

Qiao Xi put Huahua down on the ground and hugged Shen Dang’s waist voluntarily: "Daddy has worked hard."

Shen Dang slightly curled his lips: "I’m just practicing being a dad."

Qiao Xi gave him a thumbs-up.

He excelled in everything, surely he would make a great dad.

She frowned, suddenly thinking, "Who will take care of them next week when we’re both abroad?"

Shen Dang had already thought about it: "We’ll send them to Shen Family Mansion; Madam Shen is bored usually, let her take care of them for a few days."

"Would Mom be willing?"

"She is willing." Shen Dang said; "I’ve talked to her, and she’s very willing."

He acted pretty quickly.

Hopefully, Whatever and Huahua would also adapt well to the Shen Family Mansion.

The "Warner International Film Festival," known as one of the three major international film festivals, was to be held on the banks of the Seine River in Country F.

This award was quite influential internationally.

Domestic awards were different from international ones.

The film industry in Hua Country started late, and it wasn’t until the 1990s that it had its own film festival.

To win an award at the Hua Country Film Festival, the movies would have to have been screened domestically; and if it went abroad, it meant global screening.

The cultural export from domestic to international was immensely influential!

Yet so far, domestic film festivals couldn’t compare to international ones.

Just recently, the 73rd Warner International Film Festival officially announced the list of nominated entries.

From over a thousand exceptional films registered from more than a hundred countries and regions, a hundred works were selected to compete.

Among them, two Chinese-language films were nominated.

It’s worth mentioning that "Snowfield Ballet" was conspicuously listed.

The news of "Snowfield Ballet" being nominated at the Warner International Film Festival blew up on the internal network as soon as the list was officially released.

The entertainment industry was shocked and boiled over.

There’s never a shortage of people who are envious and jealous.

There were also many voices expressing doubts and questions about this event.

Comments from netizens were polarized.

[OMG, is Qiao Xi seriously nominated for Best Leading Actress? I saw the movie in the cinema and wasted several dozen yuan! The movie undoubtedly invokes wars to evoke historical contemplation, but adding romance made it messy. Also, Xu Anfeng had an equally significant role, so why isn’t he nominated for Best Leading Actor?]

[Exactly, it was a waste of several dozen yuan. The main theme of Snowball is love during war—full of bloody artistry, don’t trash-talk if you don’t understand! Besides, Qiao Xi’s acting has always been noteworthy, so what’s wrong with her being the Best Leading Actress?]

[You all got it wrong; Qiao Xi is just nominated now, the title of International Movie Queen has not yet landed on her head; there’s no point in arguing about this.]

[Shouldn’t we be happy that a domestic movie got nominated at an international film festival? What’s the use of bickering here? Think bigger!]

[Since Warner picked Qiao Xi, it proves her capability. Xu Anfeng also became popular because of Snowball; nominations depend on the individual’s part—whether it’s for leading actor or actress is not up for you to decide.]

[Although I don’t know much about this film festival, I’m still greatly shocked; Qiao Xi is truly amazing!]

[Haha, wait till she gets the International Movie Queen award before you boast, how is a nomination alone worth boasting about here?]

[What’s wrong with boasting? How many female actors in Hua Country can be nominated for international awards? We have the right to boast!]

[Exactly, a nomination alone is impressive, okay? Only two Chinese-language films got into the finals and Snowball is one of them. It’s already a rarified existence. Why is it so hard for you to admit that Qiao Xi is a good actress? What are you even souring about?]

[Fans of Qiao Xi are really talking nonsense; they’re saying a nomination is impressive just to make excuses for not winning the award, right?]

That was casting doom.

But, with hundreds of outstanding films competing, not just Qiao Xi, even Director Qian wasn’t sure.

Warner International Film Festival impacted the whole world; uncertain outcomes awaited them all.

Qiao Xi’s team didn’t buy any promotional articles or create any hype, yet netizens were fiercely babbling, while the persons involved hadn’t even opened Weibo.

Whether they were doomsaying or sending blessings, it wouldn’t affect the final outcome.

Qiao Xi knew that she would naturally be happy about the nomination, but she wasn’t nervous; her mindset was quite balanced.

Whatever and Huahua had already been sent to the Shen Family Mansion.

The house felt a bit quieter.

Qiao Xi and Shen Dang sat on the sofa and kissed.

It was a pure kiss, with no desire entangled.

Tomorrow they were heading to Country F.

Shen Dang didn’t mention her film, only saying, "Is there anything else we haven’t packed? Think again so we don’t leave anything behind."

Qiao Xi leaned against his chest, shook her head, and idly played with his fingers: "Everything is packed."

His heartbeat was clear to her ears, strong and forceful; Qiao Xi felt extremely reassured.

Shen Dang, with his arm around her, rubbed her head. The scent from her hair floated to his nose, accelerating his calm heartbeat for a few seconds.

She’d taken a bath not long before, emanating an enticing faint aroma. Looking at her relying on him, Shen Dang’s heart softened just right.

He was deeply enamored with her gentle allure.

Shen Dang’s chin rested on her head; he couldn’t resist kissing her hair and then lifted her chin to kiss her.

The air’s ambiguous elements had not yet dissipated and flared up again; this time, neither of them could hold back.

Qiao Xi was laid down on the sofa.

The moonlight outside shone in, casting a faint glow in the room.

The lighting made the emotions on both their faces unmistakable.

Shen Dang saw the shallow mist in her tea-colored eyes, like a lost fawn, excessively inviting tenderness.

Shen Dang’s finger swept over her long eyelashes.

Qiao Xi closed her eyes, stirring in his arms: "Shen Dang."

"Mhm." His voice was husky as he pinched her earlobe.

Qiao Xi wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed down, gazing earnestly at his face, his eyes, brows, and lips.

How could someone be so good-looking?