1894 You Can Be Envious, but You Can't Be Jealous

If that was the case, she'd be too busy.

"Moreover, Sister-in-law already defended me just now." Lu Man grinned.

Han Zhuoli took a moment before realizing "Sister-in-law" referred to Shi Xiaoya.

Han Zhuoling turned, eyes twinkling, as if disbelieving Shi Xiaoya would stand up and defend others given her temperament.

And for Lu Man too.

Did the two of them become opposites?

Shi Xiaoya grew shy under Han Zhuoling's gaze and pushed him aside, saying softly, "Don't interrupt me."

"I didn't do anything!" Han Zhuoling protested innocently.

Seeing how Han Zhuoling behaved around Shi Xiaoya—totally not aloof—Lu Man chuckled to herself.

Shi Xiaoya ignored Han Zhuoling and was concentrating when she heard Han Zhuoling say, "But that's indeed what a sister-in-law will do."

Shi Xiaoya's hand trembled, almost ruining Lu Man's eyebrows.

She glared at Han Zhuoling with a red face.

What's he talking about!

But Lu Man was tearing up and cackling madly.

"…" Shi Xiaoya gritted her teeth. "Laugh! You're gonna have to redo your makeup when it smudges."

"Alright, alright, I'll stop laughing." Lu Man carefully dabbed the corners of her eyes with a cotton bud. "I'll listen to Sister-in-law."

Shi Xiaoya: "…"

How can Lu Man be so mischievous!

Even Han Zhuoli couldn't contain his laughter.

Her hair couldn't be messed, so he poked her cheek.

How cheeky!

But he loved her cheekiness.

Right then, Han Zhuoli faced the same problem as Han Zhuoling.

If it wasn't for Han Zhuoling and Shi Xiaoya, he would've embraced Lu Man already.

Hence, the brothers each scorned the other as a gooseberry.

Just when Lu Man's makeup was about to be done, someone knocked on her dressing room door.

Lu Man's makeup wasn't completed, so Shi Xiaoya was naturally busy.

So Han Zhuoli went to open the door.

Only to see around eight of the main casts and other important roles in the play, as well as the celebrity cameos Xu Jiashan invited, all standing outside.

"Young Master Han." The male lead, Xu Yahan, was standing at the front. He was a middle-aged actor popular with the masses, and beside him was the female lead.

Han Zhuoli understood in a flash that these people weren't here for Lu Man, but for him and Han Zhuoling.

But he didn't mind, and for Lu Man to have a smooth career development in the future, not being disliked by her peers, Han Zhuoli invited them courteously.

Everyone was flattered. Who could have expected Han Zhuoli to be so polite?

Lu Man could only stop and stand up to greet them.

"Teacher Xu." Lu Man called them one by one.

Xu Yahan and the others were always polite to Lu Man.

It didn't matter if it was because of Lu Man's performance or because of Han Zhuoli.

Frankly, even without Han Zhuoli, Lu Man had no faults they could pick on.

At most, she had a solid background and had good career prospects.

This you could envy, but not be jealous of.

They knew that a few younger actors in the theater disliked Lu Man because of this.

They felt that Lu Man had no real capabilities and that her status was all because of Han Zhuoli's support and her good fortune.

If they had Lu Man's resources, they could achieve what Lu Man did too.

But, Xu Yahan thought, if they were jealous of Lu Man's good life, why don't they be jealous of the children of the wealthiest?