Stolen Things Won't Last Long, Joining the Set! (2)

She sent a message to Yu Xiheng on her phone.

[Boss, thank you for preparing these ingredients for me. Are you trying to turn me into a little chubster?]

[Boss]: Maybe a round and plump fox.

Si Fuqing: "..."

How could she be compared to an animal like that dog Pixiu?

That wouldn't do.

She'd rather be a little chubby.

[A round and plump little chubster!]

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end, followed by a new reply.

[Boss]: Mhmm, that could work.

The car soon arrived at the airport, and Si Fuqing boarded the plane.

The assistant director had booked a first-class cabin, offering excellent privacy.

"Miss Si, it's a four-hour flight," Shang Lu handed over an eye mask and blanket like a dutiful servant. "You got up at five today, so take a nap."

Si Fuqing, chin in hand, pondered, "You're acting a bit odd today."