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The dinner Ai Sicheng ate at the villa was rather happy. After settling the two children down to sleep, Ye Wanqing pestered Gu Jinyuan and made two meals.

She was frightened by the picture that Ye Zhixin had sent, and she urgently needed to do something to find comfort.

Gu Jinyuan was very passionate. After it ended, Ye Wanqing's entire body became soft like mud and was carried by Gu Jinyuan into the bathroom to wash. Gu Jinyuan seemed to still be talking to her, but at that time, she was still in a daze.

A big hand reached out to help her turn off the alarm. After a while, she struggled to open her eyes and saw that Gu Jinyuan had already finished washing up and was in the process of changing his clothes.

"Sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Gu Jinyuan said in a daze. She could tell that he was in a good mood.

Ye Wanqing stretched lazily and got up from the bed. His legs felt a little weak when he stepped on the ground, and after staggering for a bit, he subconsciously glared at Gu Jinyuan.

Gu Jinyuan stopped buttoning his throat as his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He looked at Ye Wanqing and said, "If you continue to look at me like this, I'll postpone going to work for an hour."

"…"

Mr. Gu, do you still want face?

Ye Wanqing silently cursed, and ignored Gu Jinyuan. He found a thin, dark grey striped tie from the wardrobe and walked in front of him.

"Your hand isn't ready yet."

Gu Jinyuan reminded him as he stood on his tiptoes and put the tie on Yue Yang's neck. "It's just a tie, it's not that difficult."

Ye Wanqing's tie movements were not nimble enough, so she spent twice as much time as usual. After finishing the tie, she heaved a sigh of relief and revealed a smile on her face: "Perfect!"

It was unknown if he was praising her tie or Gu Jinyuan.

Gu Jinyuan bent over and kissed her on the lips, his mood getting better.

Having learnt yesterday's lesson, Ye Wanqing was very obedient and took the initiative to report on his itinerary: "I'm preparing to study in the group today. After a few more days, I'll be entering the group to take the stitches out, the crew has already made an exception to delay the press conference for me, I can't let them wait for too long."

"Are there any actions?"

Gu Jinyuan asked, and Ye Wanqing immediately shook his head: "I don't have a lot of scenes in the movie, it's all internal, there won't be any fights."

In fact, there were a few scenes that needed a lot of effort, but Ye Wanqing didn't say it directly.

Gu Jinyuan was worried: "Send the script to my mailbox." He had to see it for himself.

"Alright!"

Ye Wanqing agreed without hesitation. He was thinking about how busy Gu Jinyuan would be after entering the company, how could he find the time to carefully watch her acting in the script?

But Ye Wanqing was wrong this time, Gu Jinyuan would really read her script.

Of course, this was all in the future.

After breakfast, Gu Jinyuan went to the company. It was still Ye Wanqing and Old Man Gu who sent the two children to the kindergarten.

Halfway through, the driver let Ye Wanqing off, and Ye Wanqing took a taxi back to the filming crew.

The entire script of Dawn 2 was quite depressing. The main location for the filming was an old neighborhood that was about to be demolished. Most of the residents had already moved away, so there was no need to worry about making a scene.

Feng Lun had a unique feature in filming. Not only did he require actors to be familiar with the script, but he would also require actors to stay at the scene for a short period of time in order to personally experience the lives of the people in the movie.

When Ye Wanqing arrived at the scene, the crew had already prepared a room. The other actors were walking about the room, observing the furnishings, slowly fusing them into their characters according to the scenario.

Ye Wanqing was dressed very simply today. A white T-shirt covered a jacket, under it were tight-fitting jeans, and a pair of shoes. Although he didn't intentionally dress up as a youth, from a distance, he still looked like a university student.

The crew were all busy, no one bothered with Ye Wanqing, Ye Wanqing was standing outside looking at the furniture in the house, an old voice suddenly sounded: "Who allowed you to stand here?"

Ye Wanqing turned his head to look. It was an old lady with a serious expression, her hair was mostly white, and she had a bamboo pole in her hand. However, her entire body was filled with thorns like a hedgehog.

"I'm sorry!"

Ye Wanqing took the initiative to move aside, and for a moment, couldn't tell if this old lady was a resident or an actress.

Just as he was thinking, his arm was pulled, causing Ye Wanqing to stagger to the side. A middle-aged man wearing short-sleeved shorts and construction worker attire nervously looked at her: "Why are you making her angry, don't you know she's our family's ancestor?"

Was this an act?

Ye Wanqing was a little confused. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation where she had to do something casual. She hesitated for a moment before carefully opening her mouth and asking: "Uncle?"

The middle-aged man did not let go of her and happily laughed. "That's right, this little guy has a good eye!" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and smacked Ye Wanqing on the butt. His strength was not great, but it instantly caused Ye Wanqing's expression to freeze.

She was not yet fully immersed in the play, and like the plot set in the play, she could not treat this middle-aged man as her uncle. He was almost a stranger, and to a stranger, his actions were beyond the limits of intimacy.

Ye Wanqing froze for a moment, then decisively extended his hand to grab the man's hand. Just as he was about to speak, a gentle voice sounded out: "What are you doing?"

Turning around, he saw a woman wearing a white dress and holding a big bag of vegetables in her hand. She was standing at the foot of the stairs.

She was a very refined and beautiful woman. Ye Wanqing had seen them taking pictures before, but he would still feel that they were strangers when he saw them taking the role models.

The woman must have deliberately lost weight in the past few days. She looked weak and frail, with faint lines at the corners of her eyes. The marks left on her by the years and the unfortunate marriage were very obvious.

"Mom." Ye Wanqing opened his mouth and cried out. He grabbed the man's hand and was about to complain, "Uncle, he …"

"I don't want to hear it!"

The woman immediately cut him off, her hair curling up as she walked over tiredly. Ye Wanqing saw that the big bag of vegetables had exhausted all of her energy, and the bag was tied tightly to her finger, making it so that it was about to swell up.

Ye Wanqing did not speak, he let go of the man's hand and took a few steps towards the woman, took the bag from her hand and rushed into the house.

"Sure, you. Not only did you get divorced, but you also raised such a bad-tempered daughter. You sure are capable!"

The man purposely raised his voice, his tone filled with ridicule. Ye Wanqing threw the dishes onto the table and heard the woman retort in a low voice, "No matter what, she's my daughter, it's better than nothing …"

Afterwards, Ye Wanqing heard what they said next, because the old lady who had just entered the room came back with a bamboo stick. She piled all the dishes she had just bought onto the table, practically picking out flaws in every one of them.

The film crew staff were still setting the scene, but these people had already entered their roles as if no one else existed. It was as if nothing else existed other than this real, contradictory and ugly family.

Ye Wanqing sat on the sofa and listened to the chaotic argument going on beside his ears, and slowly experienced the feelings of the role he wanted to play, Xiao Yuan. This kind of opportunity would probably not appear again in the future, right …