Once, twice, almost every time he was defeated under his coquettishness, Yu Bingqing was really helpless, but he couldn't bear to hurt such a lovely child, so he could only cast his eyes on Fu Liangchuan again.

"You didn't do anything wrong, the person who did it wrong is Dad, be good, go upstairs first, and call you down later."

Fu Liangchuan answered in the back, bent down and put down Fu Lianqing, patted him on the shoulder as comfort, and then opened his mouth and ordered.

Seeing that the child had gone upstairs, Yu Bingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked directly downstairs this time.

"Wait a minute."

I wanted to pass by Fu Liangchuan's side so quietly, and the next time they talked, they were already at the point where they were going to quarrel the next time, but now they had nothing to say, but they were still grabbed by the wrist.

"What else are you going to say?"

"Why are you so indifferent to your child, do you really think, isn't it your child? Just because, not your child? ”

No one looked back, Yu Bingqing's voice was still cold, and Fu Liangchuan was full of rejection, to be honest, he could endure all the cold words, even revenge, but the only thing that could not be accepted was that Yu Bingqing was indifferent to the child.

"He's your child, that's enough."

Shaking off his hand fiercely, Yu Bingqing finished speaking mercilessly and turned to leave.

The downstairs was always lively, and no one seemed to notice the scene here, but Qiu Lianyu was always paying attention, seeing that Yu Bingqing was not good at going upstairs, and then came back with an even more ugly face, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing her come down, Qiu Lianyu hurried up and asked with concern.

didn't answer, just shook his head simply, Yu Bingqing went to the kitchen again, but this time he didn't know what to do, and he kept busy.

The preparations for the seaside party were finally completed, and the group marched towards the beach in high spirits, standing on the clean seashore, shouting excitedly at the sea that met the sky.

While everyone was busy figuring out how to play, Yu Bingqing had already begun to squat down and dig a hole on the beach.

Qiu Lianyu followed to the side, and didn't ask why she just calmly helped her.

Seeing one more pair of hands, Yu Bingqing unexpectedly stopped, met his eyes, staggered again, and continued.

Soon, an arm-length pit was dug up, and standing up, Yu Bingqing took out the candles and lighters that had been prepared long ago from his pocket, and then Qiu Lianyu's body blocked the wind, lit the candles, and then carefully put them into the hole.

Gradually, someone noticed their behavior and came over to take a look.

Those who lived through the tsunami understood that this was a tribute to the dead, so they closed their mouths very religiously, closed their eyes quietly, and stood in place to pray.

Just changed his clothes, Fu Liangchuan, who came over with Fu Lianqing, still didn't understand what was going on, and was looking at their behavior in surprise.

When he walked to the front, he finally understood what they were doing, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't say anything, he didn't interrupt, but pulled the child, sat quietly on the side, and watched quietly.

This scene looks very warm, after all, it is an emotional team, but in Fu Liangchuan's eyes, it is a completely different feeling.

At this moment, Yu Bingqing is shining kindly, but it seems to be far away from him.

It's like standing in another world, doing something with another group of people in the same world as her, but in that world, there is no herself, but there are other men, such as Qiu Lianyu.

"Daddy, what are they doing?"

took an orange and handed it to Fu Liangchuan, hoping that he would peel it for himself, Fu Lianqing pointed to the adults who were consciously gathered in a circle not far away, and asked curiously.

"I'm doing something very religious, very serious."

There was no way to talk to a child about death, Fu Liangchuan consciously took the orange and helped peel it, so he had to explain it to him in a relatively gentle way.

After a while, everyone finally opened their eyes and left the small circle.

A memorial is a memorial, but it is still necessary to be happy.

Fu Liangchuan prepared a lot of fruits, plus gimbap and various snacks prepared by everyone, and he had a lot of fun.

Yu Bingqing, who didn't eat well, is almost full now under the leadership of everyone.

Time passed unconsciously, playing in the water, playing games, everyone got together, the bonfire party finally appeared when the sun set, the director kept staring at the moon to determine the shooting time, others were around the bonfire, and someone had already put on a blanket.

Fu Lianqing hadn't slept yet, but her eyes widened, always staring at Mommy, who was inexplicably indifferent to her.

His little heart was a little lost. I don't understand why Mommy suddenly doesn't want herself, she is so indifferent to herself, and she is not friendly to Daddy at all, but laughs happily with other men.

It was another night shooting, and by the time it was over, Fu Lianqing had already slept soundly, while Yu Bingqing was dragging her tired body and walking upstairs, ready to go to the room for a good rest.

As soon as he walked to the third floor, the door on the side suddenly opened, and he saw Fu Liangchuan carefully coming out of it, closing the door carefully, and lightly throughout the whole process.

After recalling it for a while, thinking that it was possible for the child to sleep in it, Yu Bingqing also deliberately slowed down.

- "Hmm...... Why don't you make a sound at all, scare me! ”

Without any psychological preparation, Fu Liangchuan was almost startled when he turned around and saw Yu Bingqing who suddenly appeared, and subconsciously took two steps back, and then spoke in a low voice.

"I didn't mean to scare you, your son is asleep?"

The mood has eased a lot, and she doesn't want to be entangled all the time, not to mention that she is still willing to be patient with her children.

"Yes, but he's your son too."

“…… It may be useful for you to brainwash your child, and it may be useful for you to be careful, but for me, no. ”

The face that had already calmed down, these were restored to Tie Qing again, Yu Bingqing shook off unceremoniously, turned around and entered his room.

Looking at the locked door, Fu Liangchuan frowned, and suddenly remembered that he had come out to answer the call, and quickly took out his mobile phone and walked downstairs.

With his back against the door panel of the room, Yu Bingqing's heart was complicated.

In fact, for a moment, she also wished that Fu Lianqing was her child, and when she was pregnant, she fantasized countless times about what her child would be like.

Now Fu Lianqing is smart and cute, but she has a sensible and mature appearance, which is what she wants most, so she will cherish and feel sorry for this child.

But when I think about it, I can only laugh at myself, some things are nothing more than fantasies.

On the other end, Qiu Lianyu heard Fu Liangchuan going downstairs, so he pressed the hand that had been placed on the doorknob a long time ago, and entered the room expressionlessly.

He came back with Yu Bingqing, and stopped directly on the second floor, but he accidentally heard the conversation between the two, and his heart was a little more depressed.

Early the next morning, what woke up Yu Bingqing was not the noise of the people in the crew in the morning, but another jingling sound.

When she finally gave up sleeping, got up from the bed, washed her face, put on the mask gracefully, and walked downstairs, she finally found that it was another group, someone she was familiar with.

It's none other than Wei Fan, who has called him before.

Watching a group of people come in with equipment, Yu Bingqing knew in her heart that this was because she had successfully obtained permission from the developer to enter the villa to do a special program.

Standing on the railing and taking a look, before everyone found out, Yu Bingqing hurriedly went back to the room, took off the mask, and began to put on makeup.

Soon a simple fresh light makeup is painted.

Yu Bingqing came out of the room and greeted everyone generously.

"HELLO WEI FAN, YOU GUYS ARE SO EARLY?"

"Oh? Did we quarrel with you? I heard that I filmed all night last night, I'm sorry to wake you up so early, but there is no way, we are to set up the camera in advance, you know, this kind of show ......"

Wei Fan's answer was very kind and very acceptable, Yu Bingqing didn't care about these things, after all, from the day she chose to be an artist, she had no room for this.

"It's okay, I'm already awake anyway, can you shoot like this? Our TV drama director may be angry, right? ”

Seeing that someone had set up the camera in a very conspicuous place, Yu Bingqing was a little worried.

"There's nothing to worry about, it's just a few machines, which can be removed at any time, anyway, as long as the small house and the hidden machine don't move, it's OK, oh yes, I heard that your popularity has skyrocketed recently, and there are some variety shows here that want to find you to be a guest, I don't know what you think?"

is worthy of being a young director, he is very motivated to do things, and in the face of Yu Bingqing's question, Wei Fan waved his hand and didn't care much.

Anyway, these things can be easily solved.

I just suddenly remembered my friend's please, and hurriedly spoke to her.

"What variety show?"

After suffering the loss of the reality show, Yu Bingqing now only feels that as long as it is not a reality show, the others are okay and acceptable.

Besides, she now also thinks that this kind of show can indeed increase exposure and attract fans, so she is actually looking forward to other variety shows.

"It's about emotion, it's the kind of confession show, where a guest comes up, tells a story, and then chats with the protagonist of the stock market or something."

Wei Fan just said it casually, and Yu Bingqing already knew what was going on.

Isn't the show in his mouth the variety show that is now a smash hit?

Because the plot was too twisty before, it was also on the hot search, saying that they all had scripts.

However, I have experienced so much myself, and I am a professional performer, so of course I can see at a glance whether I am performing or not.

Yu Bingqing thought that this show was really good, but he didn't expect that he would be naïve enough to receive such an invitation.

"It's best if you're interested, my friend is a producer, and I hope I can help invite you."

Looking at her interested expression, Wei Fan was also extremely happy, since it was the best of both worlds, of course it had to be promoted.

"I just have a question, what about the show...... Is there a script at all? ”

Seriously grabbed Wei Fan, who nodded, Yu Bingqing was serious, and asked like a curious baby.

"Well...... I don't know, I don't think so, otherwise why not shoot something more exciting, and it's better to shoot a TV series directly. ”

As peers, these things can actually understand each other, but laymen, just watching the excitement, of course, will feel a little bumpy, very unlike the real thing.

However, just like Wei Fan said, since you want to shoot a script, it is better to be more exaggerated and eye-catching, which is much better than this.

"That's right, haha."