The assistant behind the door stepped forward and said, "Mr. Shen, as far as I know, the second lady spent 20 million to shoot it." ”

"......" Shen Shilin didn't respond, his white nightgown, his chest full of sexy muscles, and his handsome and clear look...... The slender fingertips touched "The Child" deeply.

Xiao Nian in the painting, every move is vividly copied, at a glance, there is a difference, like a person, but not like a person.

After a long time, Shen Shilin opened his thin and cool lips and said a word lightly.

According to the lips in the telescope, Anzen knew what it meant: "Tomorrow she and her son's death day, full of stars and Ultraman, are you ready?"

An Ran looked at the assistant's lips again: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, it's all ready, the stars are my wife's favorite blue, and Ultraman is specially made." ”

After a long time, An Ran quickly reacted, in the past few years, every year on Xiaonian's death day, which is also 'her's death day, the media will interview Shen Shilin.

The media commented that Shen Shilin was absolutely infatuated with his dumb wife, he did not marry a second person in the past few years, and he also sent his deceased wife his favorite flower every year, highly praising Shen Shilin as a good man who is rare to meet in a thousand years.

In the eyes of the media and the world, for this reason, he has gathered many female fans and has a nickname, the national husband.

An Ran knew that this was just a hypocritical performance made by Shen Shilin for the image of a good man in the eyes of the world......

Thinking of this, Anzen almost gaged.

She put down her binoculars, returned to her study, opened her notebook, and began to plan her new company's plans.

Working until nine o'clock in the evening, pinching his eyebrows and resting for a while, Cheng Zi knocked on the door and An Ran called in.

Cheng Zi took a few steps forward: "Over at the An family, An Tingxia called and asked when you would enter the An family, the old lady was in a hurry, and recently asked her about the whereabouts of her granddaughter every day, plus the wedding date set by Miss Fool and Shen Shilin is approaching, An Tingxia is almost a little unable to support it, for fear that the old lady will know that An Ran has passed away, An Tingxia asked me to ask you, does the previous cooperation count?"

An Ran loosened his eyebrows, his face was slightly tired: "Let's celebrate tomorrow's New Year's death day, and I will meet them the day after tomorrow." ”

Cheng Zi nodded: "Then I'll call her back now." ”

An Ran hummed, closed the computer and put on a mask and fell asleep, waking up the next day under the call of the alarm clock.

An Ran knew that today was Tuesday, a weekday, counting that Shen Shilin would not arrive at the cemetery early in the morning, it was only half past seven in the morning when An Ran brought the prepared Ultraman to Haishan Cemetery, and when she was about to walk to the graves of Xiao Nian and 'An Ran', she saw several people with cameras shooting at a handsome man.

The man holds Ultraman and the blue starry sky in his hand, staring at the 'deceased wife' and the deceased son with the same expression: full of longing.

An Ran quickly hid behind a tombstone, and only after the group of reporters and hypocritical men had left, An Ran stepped forward.

The starry sky that caught my eye for the first time......

Anzen grabbed it and threw it angrily into the distance, along with Ultraman in front of Xiao Nian's tombstone, and threw it to the lawn in the distance.

A disgusting and contrived man, so hypocritical that even the dead are used!

After a while, Anran recovered her mood, she squatted down and put Ultraman in front of her son, touching the black and white photo, her heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

After meeting with Cheng Zi, who was waiting for her at the foot of the mountain, Cheng Zi found that An Ran's eyes were red, and it was the first time in so many years that Orange had a sad mood when she saw the strong 'Mr. Tree'.