Shen You’an raised an eyebrow, so Na Amo would rather believe that Gu Bichen was a genetic mutation than a mixed-up sample.

Indeed, a woman becomes inherently gentle and maternal after becoming a mother.

Then she could only resort to drastic measures.

"Aunt Mo, do you have plans this afternoon?"

Na Amo shook her head, "I finished all my work ahead of time and set aside a whole day."

"Then please accompany me somewhere this afternoon."

Na Amo nodded without a second thought, "Alright."

Upon learning that Na Amo was going out with Shen You’an in the afternoon, Gu Bichen instinctively stood up, clearly wanting to join them.

Na Amo glanced at Shen You’an; she knew An’an didn’t like Gu Bichen, and to prevent any awkwardness, Na Amo told a little white lie, "An’an and I are going to the lab this afternoon. Why join the fun? Stay home and spend more time with Grandma."

Na Amo was never a good liar. Whenever she lied, her blinking frequency increased, something Gu Bichen had noticed early on.

He frowned slightly, glanced at Shen You’an but said nothing, obediently nodding.

Shen You’an bade farewell to Madam Gu and Gu Chengzhao. Amid Madam Gu’s enthusiastic invitations, Shen You’an promised to visit often when time allows.

Na Amo personally drove, taking Shen You’an out of the Gu family’s mansion.

Shen You’an gave an address, and Na Amo searched for it on her phone’s GPS.

Although she was a Jingzhou native, she was unfamiliar with the city — a pure scientist who devoted herself entirely to research, having no leisure time to explore Jingzhou.

Upon finding the location on the map, she discovered it wasn’t far away, only about ten kilometers.

On the road, to prevent Shen You’an from getting bored, Na Amo turned on the car radio, which was playing a song. A youthful voice sang with clarity and warmth, giving the old song a unique flavor.

Na Amo was immersed in the music and couldn’t help but compliment, "Sounds nice."

Until the radio host introduced the singer, when Na Amo heard that familiar name, she suddenly realized, "It was Rong Xianning singing."

Shen You’an said, "He debuted in a talent show and became the center star, thanks to his exceptional singing skill and voice."

Na Amo only knew Rong Xianning was the hottest top star at the moment, with many fans, but she wasn’t familiar with his work. She was surprised by how well he sang.

Shen You’an connected her phone to the car’s Bluetooth and played several songs Rong Xianning had performed and made popular on the show.

Every style was included, and Rong Xianning’s young voice handled them effortlessly, showcasing his unique charm and giving these songs, new and old, a new lease on life.

Just listening to the music, it’s hard not to fall in love.

Na Amo began to understand why he was so popular and liked by many.

If behind this beautiful voice and singing skill were a face that was devastatingly handsome, the accumulated charm, falling for him would be as simple as breathing.

Na Amo had previously sympathized with his background and wanted to take better care of him; now, she was on the verge of becoming a fan.

Instinctively, Na Amo wanted to talk more about Rong Xianning with Shen You’an, since Shen You’an should be the person who knows him best.

"Is it true that people online say you grew up together?"

Na Amo usually doesn’t surf the internet or follow entertainment gossip, but couldn’t escape the young ones at the lab loving it. Recently, over meals, their most discussed topic was Shen You’an and Rong Xianning, giving Na Amo some basic understanding of their relationship.

Na Amo, usually a precise and cautious researcher, couldn’t resist being a little gossipy, but only in front of younger ones she liked; she found it quite amusing.

Their pairing was very popular, and their childhood connection drove the internet wild, and Na Amo privately felt they looked like an ideal couple.

Even biased towards her own son, she had to admit that compared to Rong Xianning, Gu Bichen had no competitive edge.

Shen You’an gazed at the passing scenery outside the window, calmly said, "He was the last life my father saved in that fire years ago."

Na Amo was stunned for a moment and couldn’t help but sigh, "Your father was immensely meritorious."

She truly didn’t know there was such a connection between them.

"Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Her father’s passing was very difficult for Shen You’an, she shouldn’t have brought up An’an’s sad memories.

"It’s okay, it’s all in the past. I realized later after getting to know him. He goes to my father’s tomb every year on the anniversary to pay respects."

"He’s a thoughtful kid."

As they spoke, they arrived at their destination, which was in the bustling city, where Shen You’an intended to go was in the central area that required going through a narrow alley.

Shen You’an put on a hat and mask, and Na Amo didn’t ask much. She parked the car by the roadside and followed Shen You’an, heading into the alley.

Someone looked around in the alley, saw Shen You’an’s figure, and excitedly ran forward, "Is that Teacher Shen?"

Shen You’an coughed lightly, feeling helpless about the entertainment circle’s habit of calling people ’teacher’ regardless of their age.

"It’s me."

"Great, you and Teacher Rong are really in sync, arriving one after the other."

The staff assumed Na Amo was Shen You’an’s manager, without asking further, leading them inside.

Na Amo glanced at Shen You’an.

Shen You’an lowered her voice and said, "Rong Xianning and I are filming an advertisement for the Cultural Creation Conference this afternoon."

Na Amo smiled, "I’m glad I came, haven’t seen such a scene before, today will be insightful for me."

They exchanged smiles.

At the end of the alley appeared a double redwood door; opening it revealed a two-story building larger than the surrounding residential ones, and the yard was filled with filming equipment. More than a dozen crew members, all in uniform black jackets, were busy adjusting equipment and moving props, each fulfilling their role in heated activity, none noticed Shen You’an and party entering.

The staff first took Shen You’an for makeup, inside the building, noticing the first floor was completely open with no partitions. The left side filled with an array of clothes and an area enclosed with curtains presumably serving as a changing room, while against the right wall were several makeup tables, where a makeup artist was styling Rong Xianning.

Rong Xianning noticed Shen You’an entering through the makeup mirror, instinctively turned, "An’an, you’re here."

He saw Na Amo following behind Shen You’an and was momentarily stunned, then smiled, pursing his lips, "Professor Na."

Only then did the leading staff cast an astonished glance at Na Amo, realizing she wasn’t a manager.

Shen You’an truly was a scholarly figure, even when filming an ad, the company she keeps are of professor-level status.

Na Amo smiled and nodded in response.