With a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Lin Xiaoru walked straight towards the closed door of the studio.

  ...

  In the studio, Tang Yu laid two long legs on the table lazily like a ruffian, shaking constantly.

   picked up a pair of evil eyes, swept across several actresses who were performing on stage with disgust, and wailed at the corners of her mouth.

   "Wife, don't frame me!

  What kind of beauties are these!

  One by one, it’s like a female ghost, when I’m acting in a ghost movie! "

  A group of serious staff in the studio, all turned their heads and jumped into the play...

  This Tang tyrant, speaks so much~~~

  At any rate, the people on this stage are really all beautiful women, how can you say that people are female ghosts~~~

   Decisively, collectively shaking shoulders and suffocating a smile.

  On the stage, a few female stars who are doing their best to perform with full face and eyebrows, one by one, they cry hard and continue to speak lines, silently comforting themselves.

  This is that Director Tang deliberately tested them...

  ...

  Tang Yu added another hippie smile,

   "I'm still the most beautiful daughter-in-law~~~"

  The actors who silently comforted themselves on stage, they ran away in tears ┭┮﹏┭┮...

   was talking, "click"---

   "Go..."

  Doorway---

  Lin Xiaoru hung up the phone and walked towards the most evil man in the judges' bench, smiling faintly.

  Tang Yu put her legs back and stood up, screaming at the woman who walked in without hesitation.

   "Wife~~~"

  ...

  In the studio, except for the headlights on the stage, there is dim light below.

  No one saw it, Lin Xiaoru's cold cheeks had a thin layer of blush, which was very beautiful.

  Since the Big Bell Award, the matter between her and Tang Yu has been continuously exposed by the media, and Tang Yu has even more high-profile proclaimed "what is my wife...".

  Just like now, there is no job in casting at all.

  Lin Xiaoru’s faint lips kept rising as he looked at the man rushing towards him.

  Fortunately, she did not give up;

  Fortunately, finally waiting for you.

  ...

  Tang Yu grabbed Lin Xiaoru with evil spirits,

  "Wife, come, sit down~~~"

  Lin Xiaoru slapped off the big hand touching her waist, cursing,

"Work hard."

   "Yes, wife!"

  Tang Yu responded to the instructor's loud noise, and the shoulders of all the people in the studio were holding back as if they were shaking a sieve.

  Does this tyrant king want to be so funny.

  Sure enough---

   Asking what love in the world is, but one thing drops one thing...

  Lin Xiaoru looked at the smirking eyes of the crowd,

  "..."

  She still doesn't speak.

   "Wife, you sit here a little bit~~"

   "Go..."

  "..."

  ...

  The galloping road---

  A sloppy silver and white sports car drove extremely securely, even stopping at the traffic lights.

  On both sides of the road, the traffic policemen squatting in the invisible police car were all stunned.

  One by one, he rubbed the corners of his eyes vigorously, suspecting that they were dazzled,

  "This...Is this Ji...Ji Sanshao's car?"

   "Yes...Is it..."

  Weak answer, extremely uncertain~~~

  Ji San Shao didn't even run the red light?

  A group of people all looked up at the sky, there was no red rain...

  The traffic police only almost hugged each other and howled.

  Moved!

  Ji Sanshao finally obeyed the traffic rules once.

  They are finally no longer transparent people as decorations~~~

  So sad...

  ...

  In the sports car---

   Ai Qianqian fiddled with the charm she hung on the car, while asking,

  "Ji Moji, just now in the elevator you said you want to take me to a place.

  Where are we going now? "

   raised his head, smiling with beautiful bright eyes, looking at the man in the driver's seat.

  Ji Tianqi turned his face aside, and did not directly answer Ai Qianqian’s question.

   Lifted and pulled the small hand on the speaker, and gently rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

  His handsome cheeks didn't smile as evil and evil as usual. The smile was very light, but very gentle.

   Ai Qianqian panicked inexplicably, and continued to ask a little nervously.

   "What's wrong, Ji Moji?

  Is there something wrong? "

  The sudden call from that woman has been responding to Ai Qianqian's heart all the time.

  ...

  倏尔---

  Ji Tianqi smiled softly, his big hands lightly covered his slightly flustered face.

  The warm and gentle palms made Ai Qianqian feel at ease.

  Ji Tianqi gently shook his head, speaking with a cautious and gentle voice,

   "Qian Qian, I want to visit mom with you."

  ...

   all at once---

  Ai Qian’s slightly opened lips stiffened, and she sat in the passenger seat startled.

In   's bright eyes, a layer of mist was slowly covered in the cage.

   trembling lightly, scattered in the pure eyes, like she can’t get rid of sadness...

  Today is my mother’s death day.

  It has been a whole year since my mother left her.

  But---

  Except for the day of the burial, Ai Qianqian never went to worship her mother again.

  It is not that Ai Qianqian is not filial, but that she does not dare.

   Seeing her mother lying there alone and seeing her mother’s elegant smile on the tombstone, Ai Qianqian will remember the scene of the accident, and she will hate it uncontrollably.

  Hate the man she has always been called father, hate Mu Ruli, hate Mu Zinan, hate herself...

  Because---

  She actually saw the scene of an unrecognizable car accident with her own eyes. Her father ignored her mother and went to save his mistress/wife, the woman named Mu Ruli!

  She just watched her mother and died in front of her.

  The dazzling scarlet blood shed all over the place...

  The kind of helplessness, fear, fear, and despair that almost swallowed Ai Qianqian's whole person, almost became her worst nightmare for a long, long period of time, lingering...

  Until---

  She met him.

  The man who broke into her life suddenly, the man who treated him a mess, the man she called Ji Moji, is now holding her man tightly.

  ...

  The dim sight, the gentle silhouette of the man constantly zoomed in.

  Ji Tianqi leaned closer, wiped the tears that fell on her white face with distress, and carefully lifted her face, with a slightly lower voice, which sounded even more confused/hearted.

   "Qian Qian, let's go see mom together, okay?"

   "tick"---

  The crystals gathered on the eyelids, dripping all of a sudden.

   fell into the palm of the big hand holding her face, stinging Ji Tianqi's heart.

  Looking at the distress and pity in his eyes, Ai Qianqian's soaked eyelids trembled slightly and nodded gently.

   caught a sad voice, and said slowly and hard,

"it is good."

  Ji Tianqi held up Ai Qianqian's sad face even more, and dropped a soft kiss on her forehead.

  ---

  (About Tang Yu and Lin Xiaoru’s previous writings are almost the same, some pro said they want to see, then we can only wait until later, we have the protagonist to go first~~hoho~)