An Ziqi nodded with a smile, "Got it."
She never doubted it either.
"By the way, quite a few directors have been approaching you for roles recently. You've been resting for almost two years, do you want to have a look?" Lin Man changed the topic and asked.
An Ziqi replied, "Show me the scripts. I'm free anyway, might as well read them for fun. If there's something suitable, I'll take it."
Lin Man leaned closer, raised an eyebrow at her, and smiled, "Our goddess An has a work 'Stolen Youth' that hasn't been filmed yet. Why not go back and act cute to your mommy? She could help you snag another Oscar and return to the peak of your career in no time."
"Was I ever not at the peak?" An Ziqi leaned back in her seat, speaking with an air of leisure.
"Pfft."
Lin Man laughed and pinched her ear, "How did I end up with such a thick-skinned artist like you?"
"Oh come on, I'm just stating facts." An Ziqi reached out and rubbed her ear.
