After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 225 Your Daughter Is Amazing
Zhong Jiuyin thought that Yan Cheng was feeling unhappy because the date was interrupted.

So I also gave him a piece of bamboo shoots as a comfort: "You will go abroad to film a movie the day after tomorrow, and you must pay more attention to diet. Do you want me to send you?"

By the way, I will make up for all the ones I missed today.

Yan Cheng looked at the piece of bamboo shoot, ate it calmly, bit off the piece of bamboo shoot with a click, and said, "No need."

Ms. Zhong Yan seems to be on the New Year's Eve reunion night, with a promising daughter on her left hand and an excellent son-in-law on her right, with a smile that has no regrets in this life.

There was an elder stuck in the middle, obviously unable to continue dating, Yan Cheng offered to leave after lunch.

Zhong Yan also politely sent him to the door, thanking him again for taking care of her daughter.

Yan Cheng looked back at Zhong Jiuyin from behind the door, she was distracted and didn't know what she was thinking, and only when she saw him came back to her senses, silently made a gesture of pouting and kissing, and even blinked.

...looks like a pervert harassing innocent passers-by.

He left without hesitation.

The door was closed again, Zhong Yan stopped talking, and the house suddenly fell into an anxious silence.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at her.

Familiar and unfamiliar relatives meet, but don't know what to say, the middleman leaves, and the topic returns to some things that I don't want to talk about anymore. No matter how I speak, I am afraid of stepping on the other party's discomfort zone.

Zhong Yan ignored her daughter's strangeness, moved her mouth, walked back to the sofa and sat down, looked left and right, but the drafted question did not come out, and the first sentence became:
"You didn't tell me when you changed your place, this place is so good, the company values ​​you so much?"

Zhong Jiuyin said "hmm".

She is not the original owner, so she speaks much more freely. Seeing that Zhong Yan hesitated to speak, she probably wanted to ask about suicide or a car accident, so she interrupted it first.

"Mom, I'm fine now. You've seen it too, bright home, good-looking boyfriend, job opportunities waiting in line, and more and more money. You don't have to worry."

Zhong Yan: "And before that?"

"Being oppressed by a colleague, not having a job, not making money, and stressful, being emotionally disturbed was a little hard to think about for a while, but your daughter is very good, and she survived on her own. It's just a little unlucky, and she got into a car accident when she went out to audition."

She substitutes "your daughter" for herself, as if telling someone else's story.Zhong Yan felt that her mood was still not right, so she habitually wanted to preach a few words, but when she saw her expression, she swallowed it back, but her tears were not so easy to control.

"Why don't you want to tell me?"

"I can't say it," Zhong Jiuyin took out two tissues and handed them over, crossed his hands and scratched his eyebrows, "I don't want you to worry."

"Aren't you worried if you don't tell me?"

"At least not that worried."

She answered every sentence very naturally, too naturally, like a bystander watching from the sidelines.

Through tears, Zhong Yan looked at her with blurred vision, and was stunned to notice the difference in her.

Zhong Jiuyin let her observe, took a horseshoe to eat, and then said: "Report good news but not bad news, don't children treat their parents like this?"

"You...Are you blaming me? Blame me for comparing you with that family and putting too much pressure on you?"

"I don't have one." The original owner did.

She continued: "I don't really want to talk about the past. It's over. Talking about it will only make me repeat the pain. Can we not talk about it?"

Zhong Yan replied blankly: "Okay."

"Then why don't you go to sleep? You're too tired after traveling day and night."

Zhong Yan still agreed, and was coaxed into the bedroom to sleep.Kongyou was full of questions, and he didn't ask a word.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't stay in the bedroom, but walked out of the living room, letting out a sigh of relief.

Then I went to the study and sat for a while.

The situation is very difficult now, and my mother is not as easy to fool as my friends.

When she passed through, her mind was blank, and the original owner didn't leave any memories for her, so now she can only speculate on the daily life of the mother and daughter based on one or two complaints in the diary.

However, she is considered a special outsider who doesn't know the whole face of the matter, and it is very one-sided to conclude that Ms. Zhong Yan is at fault only by those two complaints.

At any rate, they are mother and daughter who have lived together for more than [-] years, and the relationship between blood is thicker than water is definitely deeper than the short-term dislike.

Really, she was left with such a big problem that her head hurt.

Recalling what Yan Cheng said, "Take more medicine if you have nothing to do", Zhong Jiuyin strolled to the living room to pick up two medicines and took them.

Unexpectedly, she happened to be seen by Ms. Zhong Yan who came out to go to the bathroom.

"what are you eating?"

Zhong Jiuyin looked at the name of the eye drops, read them carefully to her, and explained by the way: "It's for the brain. After the car accident, my brain is still a little bruised."

If Yan Cheng was here, he would definitely show a speechless expression, she thought.

But Zhong Yan burst into tears again, rushed over and hugged her, patted her on the shoulder and scolded her for being stubborn, and asked why she didn't call her back then, at least someone could take care of her while she was recovering from the car accident.

When she rushed over, Zhong Jiuyin subconsciously raised her hand to avoid touching her.

But the mother's cries and reprimands and slaps also carried a natural safety message. She didn't want to resist at all. She even smelled a familiar smell on the other person and looked at the white strands in the other's hair. Her throat was also a little stuck.

After hesitating for a moment, she tried to put her hands together, hugged Zhong Yan back in a vague way, and comforted him clumsily.

After crying for a while, Zhong Yan was really tired, and fell asleep in the bedroom.

Zhong Jiuyin returned to the study room, patted his tears-wet clothes on his shoulders, and took out the diary.

The pain of the original owner is still written on the first half of the pages. I don't know what kind of pen and ink was used, and a single word has not faded.

She turned to the back, sighed and wrote: [Your mother is here]

【She looks so sad, otherwise don't blame her】

[Forget it, anyway, you are gone to the west and can't see]

【I will take care of her well, don't worry】

Writing these words into the diary is like talking to the original owner, although she knows it's all unilateral.

After finishing writing, she closed the diary, put her legs on the desk unrestrainedly, crossed her legs, and frowned and looked out the window.

At the same time, Yan Cheng had already returned home.

He called sister Xu and brought forward what he had planned to do in the evening and tomorrow to now.

Sister Xu saw that the time was not right, so she asked him, "Why, your date didn't work out? Did you quarrel?"

Yan Cheng: "Why do you think we have quarreled?"

Sister Xu: "No one bothered you, the problem must be yourselves. So did you quarrel?"

Yan Cheng: "No. Her family is here."

Sister Xu: "Oh - I was interrupted by the elders."

Her teasing intent was so obvious that it almost turned into laughter, Yan Cheng had no choice but to change the subject: "Didn't you go to Marriott to get the costume? Did you get it?"

"I got it," Sister Xu lowered her voice, "and also saw some secrets, that Liang Zhi, and that Miss Wan who invested in your program, are traveling together on the top floor of Marriott."

Yan Cheng paused: "What is Liang Zhi's state?"

Sister Xu: "It seems to be voluntary, not drunk or forced, with a normal expression, still talking to Wan Qian with her head down. If it wasn't for the huge difference in identities, I would have thought it was a normal couple. couple."

"It's not impossible." Yan Cheng said lightly, suddenly thinking of Feng Qing's resources being intercepted.

(End of this chapter)