When the two talked about the last midnight, sun Zhenzhen was slightly drunk, which was comforted by Yang Yilin to fall asleep.
Looking at Sun Zhenzhen, who has a red face, Yang Yilin has an indescribable pain in his heart.
It's really hard for him to imagine how hard it is for sun Zhenzhen to carry so many things in his heart and still keep his current strong and optimistic attitude.
At the same time, he feels guilty for his immaturity before. He really owes too much to Zhen Zhen and his daughter, which he can't make up for in three years.
He vowed to be twice as good to their mother and daughter from now on.
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the next morning.
Sun Zhenzhen is still sleeping. Her cell phone wakes her up again.
It was not someone else who called, it was her endless mother.
"Hello." Rubbing her hair, sun Zhenzhen's tone was cold. She really didn't know what face an Hongyun had to call her.
"Your father and I are at Yuncheng airport. We want to see you." The tone is quite forceful. It's not a discussion at all, but an order.
I want to see you, you have to come to see me!
"I don't have time. You can say anything on the phone." She really has no time. As the heroine, she has her play all day today.
"If you don't want me to make a scene, you'd better come to see me honestly." Leave that sentence behind and the phone will hang up.
Sun Zhenzhen stared at the mobile phone and said nothing. She doubted that she was not their own.
How can parents treat their own children like this?
"Dong Dong." Yang Yilin comes to knock on the door.
Sun Zhenzhen stroked his messy hair and got out of bed to open the door.
Sun Zhenzhen's eyes were dazed when he saw the man standing outside in his suit.
To be honest, I have been facing a person who is inconvenient to move in a wheelchair for several months. Suddenly, I stand in front of myself with awe inspiring dignity, which is really unacceptable.
"Are you... Going out?" In this way, the first feeling is what important person he is going to meet.
"No, take you to the set." Yang Yilin has a doting smile on his face.
Sun Zhenzhen: "..."
go to the studio and dress like this?
"Oh, wait for me. I'll wash it."
When she was about to turn around, she suddenly thought of her mother's phone, and had to turn around with a decadent face. "That... I have to ask for leave today, I have something to do."
"What is it?" He heard the phone ring just now. Although he didn't hear what to talk about, nine times out of ten, it must be her mother's phone again.
"My mother is here. Let me see her." Sun Zhenzhen mentioned her mother with a face of resistance.
"I'll go with you." Knowing so many things she didn't know yesterday, Yang thought he should do something for her.
Sun Zhenzhen's heart trembled a little, inexplicably a little steadfast.
Looking at him with special affection, she curved her mouth and said, "OK."
"Then you go to wash, and I'll ask the director for leave for you." The eyes and brows of coldness are smiling, which is her exclusive smile.
"Good." At the same time, sun Zhenzhen felt that it was nice to have another person to arrange everything for her.
She gathered her eyes, hid the joy in her heart, and turned back to her bedroom.
People standing outside the door walk to the floor window and take out their cell phones to make calls.
"Send me a dress in my wife's size to my room"