342, Amendment of Will

By the end, Sheng Congzhi no longer knew where he was.

I don't know how long it has been, Fu Yan carried her back from the bathroom to the big bed.

"Are you hungry?"

The man's voice was low and gentle.

Sheng Congzhi's tired arms couldn't be lifted, "It's okay."

Fu Yan sighed, "Are you okay?"

Sheng Congzhi: ???

What's wrong?

Fu Yan pinched her waist, "I thought that if my husband worked so hard, you should be very tired and hungry."

This topic......

Sheng Congzhi wisely changed the subject, "What time is it?"

"I'll take a look." Fu Yan raised his hand and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, "Yo, it's half past nine, why does time pass so quickly?"

Sheng Congzhi said directly, "Then you should go back to the hospital quickly."

"What if you don't want to go back?" Fu Yan threw away the phone, came back and hugged her, her voice was low as if she was coquettish, "Wife, people still want ......" ap.

Family?

Sheng Congzhi only felt a tingling in his scalp, "...... I'm tired."

"Huh?" Fu Yan sighed, "Didn't you say just now that you weren't tired?"

Sheng Congzhi: ......

Why is the topic coming back around?

"Otherwise." Fu Yan bit her neck with a smile, "This time it's you...... Huh?"

Sheng Congzhi: !!

And it turned out.

Someone was unrelenting and inked for more than an hour, not leaving until it was almost 11 o'clock.

When he left, he was still reluctant, "Good, rest early, I'll call you tomorrow morning to wake you up."

Sheng Congzhi said no.

"Yes." Fu Yan laughed lazily, "Who makes my husband feel good."

Sheng Congzhi again: ............

You're in a good mood, my waist is about to break.

**

At half past six the next morning, Sheng Congzhi's mobile phone rang on time.

She answered the phone, "Hey."

"Baby, it's time to get up."

Compared with her sleepy voice, Fu Yan's voice was clear and vibrant.

Sheng Congzhi asked, "Why did you get up so early?"

"Hospital, nurses will come to the ward at six o'clock." Fu Yan said, "Is there a live broadcast of today's event?"

"Probably not."

"Gong Que" has been post-produced and has just passed the review, so there will be a series of promotional activities next.

In the past, Sheng Congzhi became invisible after filming a drama, and never participated in the publicity of the crew.

This time, purely because the event location is in Cloud City, I just took this opportunity to come back.

Fu Yan nodded, "Okay then, take care of yourself."

Sheng Congzhi: "You too."

At 7 o'clock, I often come late to pick up people.

It's been a few months since we last met, and my mouth is very sweet, "Sister Zhi, you're more beautiful than before!"

Sheng Congzhi smiled, "Is there one?"

"There must be." Chang Wan nodded desperately, "It must be the nourishment of love, right?"

Speaking unintentionally, the listener is intentional.

Sheng Congzhi coughed twice, "...... Is there a process for today?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Chang Wan handed her breakfast and helped her carry her bag, "Let's get in the car first, and we'll talk while eating later."

Sheng Congzhi: "Okay."

It was more than eight o'clock in the morning to the TV station, and as soon as I entered the dressing room, skin care, makeup, hairstyling, and ...... process

It's a lot of fun.

As for hospitals.

After Dr. Chu finished his routine examination, he called Fu Yan outside alone, "Doctor Fu, you have to be mentally prepared."

Fu Yan's expression was calm, "Isn't it time to prepare for the future?"

Doctor Chu sighed, "The old man's body organs are degraded severely, especially the kidneys, which are probably there

It's been a few days......

Fu Yan nodded, "Understood."

Dr. Chu patted her on the shoulder, "Mourning is good."

When he left with the nurse, the man stood there and let out a soft chuckle.

Condolences change?

In the past few days, I don't know how many people have told him this.

Every time it seemed to remind him that Old Man Fu was no longer good, and he and the only person related to the Fu family were about to leave this world.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Fu Yan looked up, "Lawyer Hu?"

Lawyer Hu smiled at him, "The old man asked me to change the will."

Fu Yan motioned, "Please come in."

The old housekeeper hurriedly took Lawyer Hu into the ward.

A minute later, he came out of the room and closed the door.

The living room is quiet.

Then the old butler couldn't help but ask, "Why did the old man suddenly change his will again?"

Fu Yan didn't speak.

He was not interested in the contents of the will at all and did not care.

The old butler asked again, "Later, shall I call your eldest brother again?"

Fu Qikun had previously instructed Lawyer Hu to notify him whenever he came to the ward.

Obviously, there is a lot of attention to the content of the will.

In this regard, Fu Yan said, "That must be fought."

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, Fu Qikun hurried over.

Fu Yan sat in the living room with Erlang's legs crossed, smiling meaningfully.

Fu Qikun frowned, and he didn't bother to care about him at all.

Finally, when the door of the ward opened, Lawyer Hu walked out, "The contents of the will have been changed, I will leave first."

"Lawyer Hu, I'll send you." Fu Qikun stretched out his hand diligently, and the two left together.

Fu Yan retracted his gaze and did not panic at all.

It wasn't until Fu Qikun went and returned that he spoke, "Big brother, Zhizhi's parents will come over tomorrow, you can ask the family to come over and discuss the details of my wedding with Zhizhi."

Fu Qikun seemed to be in a good mood, "Okay, what time will they arrive tomorrow?"

Fu Yan said, "Arrive in Yuncheng at 12 noon, and you can get to the hospital at about a little bit."

Fu Qikun nodded, "Yes."

**

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Yan sent Sheng Congzhi a WeChat message: [Is it over? 】

Sheng Congzhi did not reply.

Fu Yan directly dialed the usual late phone, and as soon as he connected, he said, "Doctor Fu, Sister Zhi is still recording the show, do you have anything to find her?"

"It's fine." Fu Yan asked, "What time will it end?"

"The director said 9 p.m."

Fu Yan's brows furrowed instantly, "It's so late?"

Leaving at 7 a.m. and finishing at 9 p.m.?

Laughing at night.

She was embarrassed to say that the time that the director just said was over at 6 p.m., because she was dissatisfied with the lighting and tossed for more than two hours.

And it said that it would end at 9 o'clock, maybe it would be postponed again......

That's it, Dr. Fu has an opinion.

"What's the director's name?" Fu Yan asked suddenly.

Chang Wan: "The director's name is Gu Xin."

Fu Yan: "Gu Xin, is it from Yuncheng TV?"

Chang Night: "Yes yes yes ......"

I hung up the phone, just as the studio director shouted, "Take a 10-minute break."

Chang Wan hurriedly picked up the thermos cup and ran over, opened the lid and handed it over, "Sister Zhi, are you tired? Drink saliva first."

Sheng Congzhi took the thermos cup tiredly, "A little."

"Sister Zhi has worked hard." Chang Wan was busy reassuring, "The program process is over, and it is estimated that some interview shots will be retaken later."

Sheng Congzhi said, "You go and say it, I won't participate in the make-up shooting, and give the camera to others."

"Huh?" I often get tangled up at night, "but it's ......"

If that's anything else

Forget about people, Gu Xin is a well-known short-tempered person in the circle, and he also has a very good background, no matter how big the artist is, no one dares to offend him!

She wanted to persuade, "Sister Zhi, you are the female number one in "Gongque", it is normal to have more shots, and Director Gu Xin is the best at shooting beautiful women, so he will definitely shoot you beautifully......

"It's been two hours of filming." Sheng Congzhi was really patient and lost, "And I still have to go back to the hospital."

"But ......"

At this time, someone hurriedly ran into the studio, raised the horn and shouted, "Director Gu suddenly has some personal matters to deal with, and the next artist interview camera will cancel the shooting."

Sheng Congzhi's eyes lit up.

Regular evenings: ???