Firm.

Su Yimo's office.

"Haha... Yimo, I knew you could do it, yes, yes, not in vain I wasted so many tongues that day. ”

Andy was so happy when he heard the news that Su Yimo had arrived, and immediately gave her a few kisses full of love.

Su Yimo smiled and leaned back in her chair, looking relieved.

"I've finally solved this big problem."

She breathed a sigh of relief and straightened her hair back, "The clothes are ready, people have been invited, and the problem of the show has not been solved, Andy, how are you contacting?" ”

Andy gestured to her with an OK, "I'll do something, don't worry, the show has already started to be built, and it will be almost finished in about two weeks." ”

"Great, I've been busy for so long, and I'm finally waiting for the moment of acceptance results."

Artisan Star Entertainment, powder room.

Deng Xuanxuan was putting on makeup, and the agent bypassed the makeup artist and handed her a contract.

Deng Xuanxuan glanced at it casually and asked, "What is this?" ”

"The contract, it was sent to you from above."

The agent said helplessly.

"The contract sent to me above? The above never cares about my work, what kind of contract is this? ”

Deng Xuanxuan frowned and pushed away the makeup artist's hand, took the contract and glanced at it.

"This company has never heard of it, how can it give me such a garbage notice?"

"Relational households, in short, you can't push off this notice, it's settled!"

"But I'm going to record Happy Family that day!"

Deng Xuanxuan was so angry that she couldn't wait to tear up the contract in her hand.

But she has the heart but not the guts, so she can only grit her teeth and kick the table.

"I know you're angry, I'm angry too, the happy family is such a popular show, which artist doesn't want to go, but because of this... Alas, there is no way, if you come down from above, we can only do it, Xuanxuan, when this notice is completed, I will accompany you to the gym to dissipate your anger. ”

"I'm!"

Deng Xuanxuan threw the contract on the mirror fiercely, and her gorgeous face was distorted.

…

Weekend.

There was soup stewing in the kitchen, Han Yuwei took the clothes out of the washing machine, hung them on the hangers, and carried them to the balcony.

She hung her clothes on the shelves on the balcony, looked at the men's suit on the side, and lost her mind for a moment.

With a sigh in her heart, she picked up the suit and went back to the living room.

This was what Nam Joon-jin had draped over her when she came back that night.

This is also the first time she has felt his warmth since they have known each other for so many years.

Although I have clearly told myself in my heart countless times that I can't be tempted by him anymore and can't like him anymore.

The disappointment and despair that tore her heart apart before, she never wanted to experience again.

Can... But she still couldn't control her heart.

His words, looks, and movements still made her heart tremble and flustered.

She hated herself for being unproductive, and at the same time she couldn't stop being tempted!

Han Yuwei bit her lower lip fiercely, with a sense of punishment.

She tossed her suit aside and sat on the couch in frustration, her hands over her face.

A minute later, she put down her hand, glanced at her suit, picked up her phone and hesitated for a few seconds to dial Nan Junchen's phone.

Nan Junchen was pouring goat's milk for Song Yihan, when he heard the mobile phone ringing, he picked it up and took a look, and his brown eyes instantly lit up a little.

He suppressed the pleasure in his heart and picked up the phone.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

The man's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, and Han Yuwei's chaotic mood instantly calmed down.

She knew that all the fluctuations and messiness were hers alone, and there was nothing going on over there.

"I'll send you your suit in a moment, you can collect it."

Han Yuwei bent down to fold her suit and said.

That's what happened...

Can't she give it to her face? Just so reluctant to see her?

Nan Junchen's heart swelled with loss, a trace of unhappiness floated in his eyes, and his tone became cold, "Do you need to disturb me for such a trivial matter?" I look idle, don't I? ”

"Brother Junchen, who are you calling? Where's my milk? ”

Song Yihan stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Nan Junchen's back and said.

"Alright."

Nan Junchen turned around and handed her the milk, his face was gentle, but his tone into the microphone was fierce, "Don't say it, I'm busy." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone and returned to the living room with Song Yihan.

After Song Yihan woke up, she was about to be discharged from the hospital and lived in the luxury apartment prepared for her by Gu Lichen.

Song Yihan looked at the obvious anger on Nan Junchen's face, surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Who?" ”

He has always been moody, who is so capable of making him angry like this.

"Han Yuwei."

Nan Junchen sat on the sofa and threw his phone aside in a huff.

"Your ex-wife, she's back?"

Song Yihan held the hot goat's milk and took a sip.

Her body was too weak, and the milk was too hard for her, so she could only drink goat's milk.

"Hmm. Don't mention her, annoying. ”

Nan Junchen frowned and waved his hand impatiently.

"Brother Junchen, I feel... Your attitude towards her... It seems to be different. ”

Song Yihan rolled his eyes and licked the corners of his mouth.

"Different? What's the difference? It's obviously the same, don't talk nonsense, stinky girl. ”

Nan Junchen was a little weak-hearted, got up, poked her forehead, and fled upstairs to the bedroom.

Song Yihan stared at his back and shook his head, sighing, "Alas, the authorities are confused." ”

After so many years, she is not stupid, how could she not know his mind.

She knows that he likes her, but she only has Brother Li Chen in her heart, and she can't respond to his feelings, she feels guilty, dependent, and trusts him, but she has no love, he is like a brother to her.

She always hoped that he could find a woman who liked him and whom he liked, and that he could find his own true happiness.

Han Yuwei, it seems that there is a play.

Song Yihan drank the goat milk in the cup and raised his eyebrows playfully.

Putting down the phone, a line of tears slipped from Han Yuwei's eyes, she raised her hand to wipe it, looked at the quiet suit lying on the side and bit her lip.

That voice on the phone... It's Song Yihan's.

She's back, and the person on the tip of Nan Junchen's heart is back!

She has seen Song Yihan, a sick beauty like Lin Daiyu, the kind she wants to hold in the palm of her hand and love her when she sees it.

Before, when she didn't know her existence, she thought that Nan Junchen had a cold temperament, and she did this to everyone, but after seeing her, she knew that there was no such thing as a cold temperament, he just didn't want to be gentle.

Han Yuwei pulled the corners of her mouth mockingly, got up, found a bag, packed Nan Junchen's suit, and threw it at the door.

…

At night.

Su Yimo returned to Jinghua Art Garden in a good mood.

The work in the past few days has been unexpectedly smooth, the clothes are all made with high quality, and the artist's contracts have been signed, just waiting for the show to be completed and the big show to begin.

"Mommy, you came back so early today."

Xiaobao saw Su Yimo coming back, holding the doll, and ran to her with a small face full of surprise.

"Well, I don't have much work today, so I'll come back early to accompany you."

Su Yimo finished changing his shoes and touched his little head.

"Where's your dad?"

"Daddy hasn't come back yet."

Xiaobao took her hand, shook it, and happily entered the elevator.

After taking a shower and changing into home clothes, Su Yimo played with Xiaobao for a while, glanced at the time, and led him to the restaurant.

The aunt who cooked asked, "Miss Su, it's not early, do you want to eat?" ”

Su Yimo glanced at the door, "Wait a little longer." ”

"Mommy, why hasn't Dad come back so late today? I'm hungry. ”

Xiaobao rubbed her little belly and complained.

"Maybe I'm busy with work today."

Su Yimo touched his little face and comforted, "I'm waiting for a while, if he doesn't come back, we'll eat first." ”

In the apartment.

In the living room, Gu Lichen, Nan Junchen, and Song Yihan sat around the coffee table and chatted happily.

Because the three of them grew up together and know each other very well, there are many interesting things to talk about.

"Don't blow Brother Junchen, you were so timid when you were a child, you didn't even dare to go up the tree, I remember once you fell off the tree, and I laughed to death."

Song Yihan pointed at Nan Junchen, and the flowers and branches of laughter trembled.

"You also said that it wasn't because you put the kite on the tree, and then you kept crying, I had to climb the kite that I had the courage to climb the tree."

"But you didn't say that you were afraid of heights, if you want to say it, I won't let you go, you frightened the three of us when you fell, and in the end it was Brother Li Chen who carried you to the infirmary, and we were relieved to check that it was okay."

"Well, I remember that time too."

Gu Lichen pointed at Nan Junchen and said with a smile.

"At that time, Minghao was still there, and now... There were only three of us left. ”

Thinking of Song Minghao, Nan Junchen's expression darkened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also dyed with bitterness.

"yes, my brother was still there."

Song Yihan's tone was sad, and his eyes were red.

Gu Lichen didn't speak, but the smile on his face disappeared.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, he glanced down, got up and went to the window to answer the phone.

"Well, I'll go back in a while, you and Mommy eat first, don't wait for me."

"Okay, see you later."

Xiaobao was really hungry, so he called Gu Lichen.

"Daddy said let's eat first, and he'll be back later."

Xiaobao put down the phone, blinked and looked up at Su Yimo with big eyes.

"Okay, then let's eat first, Auntie, let's eat."

Su Yimo put the dishes and chopsticks in front of Xiaobao, lowered her eyes, and covered the uneasiness in her eyes.

Outside the window, the twilight is getting deeper.

"It's not early, I'm going back."

Gu Lichen and Song Yihan, Nan Junchen threw down the sentence, picked up his clothes and walked to the door.

Song Yihan looked at his back, and his ten fingers slowly tightened.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the door, she hurriedly stood up, "Brother Li Chen, let's go back after eating, I prepared a hot pot tonight, the three of us haven't been together for a long time..."

She walked to Gu Lichen's side and wanted to take his hand, but he avoided him.

Gu Lichen looked at her expressionlessly, "Have you forgotten what I said?" ”

He gave her a sharp look, then turned away, full of warning.

Song Yihan's hand froze in place, his face pale and fragile, as if it would be broken at the touch of a touch.

"Yihan, don't be obsessed."

Nan Junchen walked behind her and patted her shoulder distressedly.

"What if... It's so easy to let go, I put it down early, do you think I don't want to? How bitter it is to love him..."

Song Yihan supported her slender and weak body, walked back to the sofa, sat down, her hand on her forehead, her face was full of cold tears.