As a result, Ning Shuiyun, a myth in the entertainment industry and a goddess-level idol, was late for filming on the set for the first time.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

At this time, Ning Shuiyun was sitting in the restaurant, drinking millet porridge one by one.

Pei Muchen had already changed into the white shirt he wore when he went to work, and sat beside Zhong Yinian with a serious face.

Ning Shuiyun raised his head and glanced at Pei Muchen, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of roasted wheat.

"Bitter and hateful, look at what I do, you see that you are a lot old, and you don't know how to let me.

"Poof—ahem!"

Ning Shuiyun's words made Zhong Yinian choke instantly, and he couldn't stop coughing.

"Be careful."

Pei Muchen glared at the culprit, then reached out and kept patting Zhong Yinian's back.

Zhong Yinian immediately waved his hand, still coughing, his voice was a little heartbreaking, and Pei Muchen was a little anxious when he listened.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Pei Muchen patted her back anxiously, constantly wanting to do something for her, Zhong Yinian lowered his head and coughed violently, his little face flushed.

After about a minute, she finally felt less uncomfortable, and then she looked up.

Two tears suddenly fell without warning, obviously because they were choking too uncomfortably just now.

Zhong Yinian took the tissue and wiped his tears.

"It's okay."

She raised her little face and looked at Pei Muchen, although her voice changed a little, it was still as crisp as before.

"Yes."

Pei Muchen took away his hand and continued to drink the porridge in front of him.

"Mom, let's finish eating early and go to the set."

Pei Muchen thought about it, raised his head and said to Ning Shuiyun.

Ning Shuiyun choked, what does this mean by this?

Mom is so cheap?

She has been filming for more than 30 years, and for the first time, she feels that the set is too boring, and it is better to be at home.

This unlucky son actually threw her out.

"I'm okay to go, you have to answer me a question."

Ning Shuiyun raised her eyebrows, turned her head and forgot about her son pushing her away.

Anyway, she was in a hurry, and she was about to leave, if she could get a message for free to solve the confusion in her heart, wouldn't it be super cost-effective!

"What?"

Pei Muchen frowned, with a look of something I was not willing to answer, you don't want to know it from my mouth.

"My daughter-in-law calls you uncle, are you because you are too old?"

Ning Shuiyun blurted out, and then looked at Pei Muchen expectantly.

Pei Muchen's head was full of black lines, and 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping endlessly.

"Get out!"

The kind of roll that doesn't stop!

Zhong Yinian sat there and looked at the two people with a turbulent undercurrent, very embarrassed.

She forgot that her mother-in-law was here, and she used to call her uncle before.

She didn't notice anything wrong herself, and she didn't expect her mother-in-law to ......

actually asked her in front of the president if she called him uncle because of old age.

But that's all, mother-in-law, what do you mean by looking forward to it?

Pei Muchen's forehead was bruised, if it weren't for the fact that the person sitting opposite was his mother, it is estimated that he would have destroyed her mind with a gun.

"Cut, just kidding, do you want to take it so seriously?"

Ning Shuiyun picked up the bowl in front of him and drank the porridge in the bowl in one go, and then yelled.

"Steward Jin, help me fill another bowl of porridge, and I also want fish fillet porridge, the same as Uncle Pei's."

Ning Shuiyun's last sentence was clearly deliberate.

After finishing speaking, he still learned Zhong Yinian's way and smiled at Pei Muchen.

Pei Muchen directly supported his forehead, with a headache!