Thinking of something, Ling Xin laughed slowly, "Oh, you don't have to control it, the protagonist of this script is a domineering female president's mother and rebellious daughter, the relationship between mother and daughter has not been good since childhood, and it is a script that fits the current situation of our mother and daughter." ”

"Okay, what about the script?" Jiang Xin seemed to be smiling, and glanced at Ling Xin's body, expecting that she would not be able to conjure up the so-called script.

Who knows, Ling Xin straightened the long hair that he put down to play the image of a gentle and intellectual mother, his stunning face did not change, and he talked serious nonsense, "Script? This time, the director's requirements for my work are quite perverted, and he wants me to play on the spot, saying that this will have unexpected effects. ”

“……”

I believe in you, wicked.

"Then you called me out to temporarily cultivate feelings? Our mother and daughter, there's no need. ”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of mobile phone vibrating, buzzing.

Ling Xin took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his knitted jacket, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Jiang Xin couldn't notice it.

"Husband."

Jiang Xin knew that it was Jiang Yuan as soon as she heard it, and she stood for more than ten seconds with her thoughts empty, Jiang Xin felt bored and was about to go back to the auditorium, but Ling Xin stopped her.

"Your dad is looking for you."

After receiving the phone, Jiang Xin walked a few steps to the side, the meaning of avoiding Ling Xin was obvious, and he didn't want Ling Xin to see her other side.

After about a minute, Jiang Xin came back after speaking, his face was very pale and he didn't continue to compete with Ling Xin, he lost the phone and returned it to her, and returned to the auditorium without saying a word.

Ling Xin put the phone on silent back in his pocket, stared at Jiang Xin's back for a while, and then went back.

What they didn't know was that at the end of the corridor, there was an inconspicuous small bathroom, and behind the wall at the door, there was a person standing against the wall, his expression shocked beyond words.

Ling Xin, Jiang Xin.

Their mother and daughter?

Husband?

Jiang Xin's father?

……

The people inside were in a hurry and were about to come out to find someone, and when they saw the two of them coming back, they breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the process inside was almost complete, and they were ready to start.

Jiang Xin returned to his seat and sat down, subconsciously in a daze again.

I don't know why, I always like to be in a daze today, and Jiang Xin is not a person who likes to be in a daze. The eight-character synonym of being in a daze with her is, boring, meaningless, and a waste of time.

Realizing that he wanted to be in a daze again, Jiang Xin was silent for a second, thinking, it must be because he didn't have much class today, so he had so many endless emotional problems in his mind.

Suddenly.

Jiang Xin felt that the soft flesh on her right waist was poked, which was very abrupt, and she was almost frightened when she thought about it.

Following the stress point and looking down, Jiang Xin saw a slender and powerful bony and beautiful, boy's hand.

Looking up again, there are army-green cuffs, fair and slender wrists, and then, Han Yi's handsome and perfect face.

Han Yi looked at his mother and poked his finger at her waist.

There was Xu Jia sitting in the middle, and Han Yi actually boldly made small moves with her below.

Fortunately, Xu Jia is a lawyer, and he habitually sits in a very upright posture in such a formal public place outside, with both hands on the table, and his back is not leaning on the back of the chair, otherwise.

His eyes were fixed on his face, Jiang Xin looked stopped, and asked him what was wrong with his eyes.

Han Yi also closed his mouth, didn't say a word, tilted his head, and glanced at her hand with clear dark eyes.

looked around, no one paid attention to this side, all in the stands, Xu Jia too, sitting motionless.

Jiang Xin silently stretched out a hand and quietly put it under the table, behind Xu Jia's chair.