"Brother Han, who are you calling early in the morning?" Xia Changyue walked to the living room and looked at Han Han, who looked a little wrong, stepped forward and picked him up.

"Aunt Linger!" Han Han blurted out.

At this time, only Yan Ling was the only one who could bear the blame.

"Why do you think of calling your aunt? Miss her?" Xia Changyue stretched out his hand and squeezed his son's handsome face. The next second, he remembered something and looked down at him.

"Have you called Momo these past few days? I called several times, but no one answered."

"..." Han Han's body stiffened, and he glanced at Xia Changyue with a guilty conscience, not daring to speak.

Momo isn't with Grandpa Yan and Grandma right now, so of course he can't answer the phone. If Xiao Yueyue wants a video, wouldn't it be revealed?

Han Han was nervous, not knowing how to answer, he heard the doorbell ring.

"I'm going to open the door!" With a soft body, she ran to the door and opened the door.

Seeing Yan Ling appearing at the door, his calf softened and he almost fainted.

He shuddered, "Auntie, are you swollen?"

He just said that he was on the phone with her, and he was going to help out so soon...

"Smelly boy, don't you want me?" Yan Ling hugged him up, ravaged his delicate face, and walked in with him contentedly.

"Xiao Yueyue, do you miss me too, call me early in the morning and let me come over." Yan Ling put Han Han on the sofa and turned to hug Xia Changyue.

"I'm looking for you for something." Xia Changyue responded quickly, avoiding her claws, and stuffing the script in her arms.

"Is this the new script you wrote?" Yan Ling was startled, and immediately became serious.

"It's a script I prepared for you before. Now I have the opportunity to adapt it. So I asked you to help me see it. In addition, I also want to ask you if you would like to play the heroine of this drama." Xia Changyue walked to the side. Pour two glasses of water and put one in front of Yan Ling.

"Me?" Yan Ling was startled.

"This play is a customized play of the Yan Group. I will tell them. I will decide the heroine. I think this role is very suitable for you, and the person who plays with you..."

Xia Changyue paused, and Yi Haiyin's handsome face appeared in his mind.

"Anyway, that is a very special person, you should be interested."

"The person you said is good, of course I'm fine. You don't need to look at your script and I'm willing to take the show." Yan Linggang wanted to rush forward and hug Xia Changyue when he found that the corner of his clothes had been pulled.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Han Han sitting beside her, winking his eyebrows desperately, trying to suggest something.

"Brother Han, are you cramping?"

Han Han: "..."

Yan Ling was wondering what's wrong with Han Han, nervously, Xia Changyue's voice reached her ears.

"Ling'er, are uncles and aunts busy these two days?"

"what?"

"I called back these past two days. They always hung up quickly, and no one answered the little princess's own phone. I was a little disturbed. I wonder if something happened?"

Xia Changyue frowned and looked at her.

"..." Yan Ling's back was cold, and she felt a chill spread all the way from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Looking at her side again, Han Han, who was still pulling at her clothes corner desperately and blinking at her, finally reacted with hindsight.

He coughed hard and cleared his throat before speaking hard.

"Um, that...Xiao Yueyue, actually I..."