Chapter 772

Finally, the shooting is over. Although Mu Qingqing is in good health these days, after all, she is a man who will be born in more than two months. She is still not as energetic as before.

When she left the studio, Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, not how hard it was to shoot, but from the beginning to the end, she was afraid that Mo Liancheng would suddenly come to the studio. That day, Mo Liancheng's sincere confession, every word and sentence, was deeply imprinted in her heart, which was unforgettable for a moment.

But it was such a memory that it turned into a kind of torture for mu Qingqing.

Out of the studio, a car stopped in front of Mu Qingqing, blocking her step. It was obvious that the car was aimed at herself. The road outside the film base was very spacious, and there were many places to park, but it just stopped in front of her.

Mu Qingqing is a little distracted. It is a completely strange vehicle, but the license plate is a series of the same numbers. You can see that it is not an ordinary person.

After a while, the door of the back seat was pushed open, and a gray haired old man came down from above. He was dressed in a regular Tang costume, holding a finely carved crutch in his hand. A faint smell of sandalwood came to his face.

Mu Qingqing was still confused, but after a close look, he saw that the old man was not a stranger, but an uncle, the housekeeper of song Yanshu's family.

Since then, why didn't Mu Qing an meet him again. And Mu Qingqing also knew that uncle an didn't like himself, let alone like him, or even to the point where he was very uncomfortable.

So when Mu Qingqing saw Uncle an, she just stood there and didn't say hello. But the heart has already faintly felt a trace of uneasiness, he can take the initiative to find himself, there must be nothing good. Therefore, it is not consciously prepared.

Uncle an's face, which had been tense, became relaxed at the moment when his eyes fell on Mu Qingqing. He immediately filled with smiles, as if he was particularly happy to see her, "Miss mu, we have met again..."

Mu Qingqing was scared to death by this smile. From her "Uncle an, I think your second thing is the focus of today?" Mu Qingqing said calmly, but the tone was more gentle.

Uncle an stopped, and the hand that raised his crutch fell to the ground again, making a dull sound. But to Mu Qingqing, it was like a sigh, heavy and powerless.

"In order to crack down on Song Dongjian, Yan Shu did not hesitate to bear humiliation for more than ten years. He put away his ambition in order to seize the position of Lord at one stroke and avenge his father. At that time, he saw his father die in his second uncle's hands. How much pressure did a teenager bear to get to this day step by step? "

Uncle an said here, a little excited, the corner of his eye rolled out big big tears. He hurriedly took out the towel from his pocket, touched the corner of his eyes, and continued to say.

"But the emperor does not lose the heart, but Yan Shu still does it. The foundation of the Song family was made by Yan Shu's father. I know how much he attaches importance to it. But the Song family is not simple. Even if he is now the head of the family, many uncles still refuse to accept him, and they do not do much behind the scenes.

The Song family is now seemingly harmonious, but in fact, the undercurrent is surging. I know that Yan Shu also has a headache. I often see him reading the plan in his study in the early morning, which is really distressing.

Miss mu, I know it's very presumptuous to say so, but I really implore you. If you don't want to join the Song family, you can leave Yan Shu alone... "