Qin Yinong asked: "Did Ningning still adapt to it in kindergarten?"

Ji Shulan smiled at Ningning and said repeatedly: "Adaptation, adaptation, the teacher even called home to praise her, saying that Ningning was very smart and learned everything faster than other children."

The old lady even forgot to eat the food, poured it out like a bean in the bamboo tube: "I sent a book to school and taught some simple words. The teacher urged parents to help their children review. Ning Ning was very conscious. She lay there and read and wrote after dinner. She didn't want me to say anything. I was worried that she would be myopic if she loved studying so much..."

Qin Yi smiled strongly: "Don't get too close, it should be fine."

Ji Shulan: "So I usually pay attention to correcting her. By the way, she also learns English and bilingual teaching. She can count from one to ten, and she can also say apples and oranges."

Qin Yinong smiled with her chin: "Is that so? I'll take her test."

Aunt Fang, who had been eating quietly, silently grabbed a piece of meat into Ji Shulan's bowl, avoided Qin Yinan's gaze, looked at Ji Shulan, and whispered: "Let's eat first?"

Ji Shulan opened her mouth halfway and seemed to want to continue talking. Her eyes looked at the meat in the bowl, and she looked a little embarrassed. Qin Yinong added with a smile: "You eat first, let's talk about it after eating. I should stay at home for a while this time."

Only then did Ji Shulan feel at ease to use her lunch.

After dinner, Aunt Fang cleaned up the dishes and had a dishwasher at home, but Aunt Fang was used to washing with her hands. Qin Yinong didn't say anything when she saw it. People of their age could no longer accept new things freely. Most of the automated things were furnished, and they could no longer find interest in passing the time like young people. Doing housework would make them feel more secure.

Ji Shulan returned to the room and took Ningning's homework book for this period of time to Qin Yinong. The child's font is childish, written in big and round, and it is very cute. After reading it, Qin Yinong said with a smile: "It is written very seriously."

Ji Shulan showed a relieved look.

The mother and daughter were silent for a while.

They actually don’t have much to say, and they are like mountains and across generations. First, they have lived a habit since childhood. Ji Shulan wants to make money to support her family and does not have much energy to communicate with her children. Second, Qin Yinong’s life is too far away from her. Sometimes, Ji Shulan can’t help but wonder if Qin Yinong is really the daughter in front of her when she looks at the glamorous star on the screen. It seems that before she has seen this daughter well, she has grown up, become strange and powerful, and can carry the whole family on one shoulder and keep the ups and downs firmly outside.

She felt guilty towards this daughter. Her sister also enjoyed a brief family affection. By the time she was born, there was only endless quarrel and indifference in the family. She and her sister were close since childhood, almost reaching the point of dependence on each other, but in the end...

Ji Shulan vaguely felt that Qin Yinong had such a game of life, her private life was chaotic, and her reputation was notorious outside. Most of the reason was that she and her sister had a bad influence on her.

But Ji Shulan thought that being romantic is stronger than being hurt, at least she would not follow her sister's footsteps.

"Ningning..." Qin Yinong's fingers hanging beside him moved slightly, and he was silent for a while, but decided to talk about common topics that they could speak.

The temperature was rising day by day, and I was full and warm. As I was chatting, Ji Shulan couldn't help but open her mouth and yawned, and tears were leaching from her eyes. Qin Yi let out a breath without a trace, and suggested at the right time: "Mom, go and have a nap. I'll call you later, and we'll pick you up together."

Ji Shulan also feels like she put down the stones.

She was kind and went back to her room to rest.

Ji Shulan is old and has difficulty in legs and feet. The bedroom is arranged on the first floor. Qin Yinong watches her back disappear behind the door. She sits for a while, and suddenly twitches uncontrollably, and her instincts surge into anxiety.

Qin Yinong has been filming dramas for many years and basically joined the group without any filming shots. She lost the "action" of the scene and played the board. She was often confused and didn't know what to do. To put it bluntly, if she acted too much, she would not live her own life. She didn't really want to live her own life, and would rather sink in the drama all her life.

This time she went to the Cannes Film Festival and met director Han Yuping, who was shortlisted with her work. Han Yuping was her mentor and had a recreation for her. If it weren’t for her father’s derogatory term, Han Yuping would be her second father. Han Yuping is a keen and sensitive person. When she saw her, she knew that she was at the end of her strength. She immediately stood up and scolded: “Get back to China and rest!”

Qin Yinong was stunned, poured him a glass of wine, and smiled harmoniously: "The market has just opened here, and many directors are looking for me. What a pity to return to China now."

Han Yuping didn't take this trick, waved her hand away, and said with a blue face: "What to drive? Get out of here! I'll let someone kidnap you from the crew when filming again!"

Qin Yinong: “…”

Han Yuping first and then politely advised her: "Actors must always be rooted in real life. Life is infinite. So what if you have talent? So sooner or later, you will have to waste your accumulation. If you can't act in the show, what else can you do?"

Qin Yinong chuckled and took a sip of champagne, saying yes, but he made up his mind to act lip service. Han Yuping would not really ask anyone to tie her up.

Han Yuping saw through her at a glance, with a majesty removed, changed the face of a regular elder, and said bitterly: "I know you don't want to return to reality and have been escaping, but you should always give yourself a chance. If you take a break for a while, you may find that there are more interesting things in life than filming."

Qin Yi's deep smile gradually faded, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Han Yuping stared at her seriously and said movedly: "Just beg you if you are uncle."

Qin Yinong was silent for a long time, and her eyes gradually became wet. She opened her eyes and said hoarsely: "I'll try it."

Qin Yinong stood up and walked around, intending to find something for herself, but in the end he carried the stack of scripts that had been moved from Anling's office to her. Looking at the thick script, Qin Yinong couldn't help but smile, thinking that if Han Yuping knew that she was either filming or reading the script, she would probably be so angry that her hair would be standing up.

Just about to turn the first page—

The phone on the coffee table shook.

Guan Han:【The medicine is delivered】

Qin Yi's numb brain seemed to inject a trace of vitality. Tang Ruoyao's three words turned around in his throat and made the cold blood boil.

Qin Yinong couldn't help but choke, put the script aside, let out a light breath, and typed and asked: [How did you give it to me?]

Guan Han: [My name is Ruan Qin, I didn’t come out in person. I am now at the entrance of Miss Yao’s community]

Guan Han sat in the car, lowered her head and continued to type, and was not careful that her phone jumped out of the call interface.

"How was her face hurt?" After taking off her disguise, Qin Yinong's voice sounded cold and cold on the phone, keeping people from hiding thousands of miles away.

"Ruan Qin said that it has disappeared."

"Are you sure she is telling the truth?"

"I dare not tell lies when I hang her." Guan Han said, "Miss Yao will have a magazine filming tomorrow, and she will accompany her. There is something really on her face. She probably is scared to death."

"Did Yaoyao say anything to her? Are there any warnings or something?"

Guan Han paused and said, "No."

Qin Yinong sighed tiredly.

Guan Han moved her lips and didn't say anything.

for a long time.

Qin Yinong said, "Forget it, you can hit Ruan Qin, which hand she moves next time I will let her be nullified."

Guan Han hesitated: "What about the cold words?" Ruan Qin could develop to the point of taking action, and it was not a matter of overnight success.

Qin Yinong said coldly: "If she has been so submissive, can I stop her?"

Guan Han was silent.

Qin Yinong pinched his eyebrows and said tiredly: "Let's do it first, it's fine."

She cut off the call.

Han Yuping said something wrong. She had long discovered something more interesting in life. She found her Neverland.

Tang Ruoyao is her never-ending home, but she is not Peter Pan and cannot live here forever.

She is most worried now that Tang Ruoyao, who has left her, will lose her protection and will not be able to withstand the bitter wind and rain outside in the future.

***

Ruan Qin left nervously. She wanted to say a few more words to Tang Ruoyao and ask her to help her plead with Qin Yinong. But Tang Ruoyao had a cold face, so cold that it could fall off the ice slag, which scared her feet that were about to step in.

Tang Ruoyao has a good temper most of the time, but there are times when she is irritable. She feels that it is her limit to not telling Ruan Qin to get out quickly. Ruan Qin stood at the door for a minute, gave her ointment, looked at her face, and then disappeared in front of her.

Tang Ruoyao didn't even look at it, and threw the ointment on the coffee table and continued to watch her documentary.

I don’t know if it was because of the concentration that was interrupted by Ruan Qin or why, Tang Ruoyao’s attention was always difficult to concentrate. The nice broadcasting baritone on TV said the next sentence she forgot the previous sentence.

Tang Ruoyao pressed the pause, leaned his head back into the sofa and breathed heavily. Yu Guang saw the box of ointment on the coffee table, and picked it up again by chance.

This box of ointments is strange.

There is no packaging, not even a brand.

Tang Ruoyao unscrewed the lid, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was a very light fragrance, which was very different from the smell of ordinary ointment.

She hooked a little to the back of her hand and wiped it open. The cream was transparent and cool to touch.

Tang Ruoyao recalled the nervous and frightened look when Ruan Qin stood at the door, and something flashed through her mind, and she caught it. Where did Ruan Qin come from? It is common for injuries caused by filming in theaters. Why haven’t she ever seen her give it to her before?

She has hidden her own privately and has to give her to her today? Or... someone instructed her?

Tang Ruoyao did not think that Ruan Qin was a person who could have this idea. When she thought that it was most likely the latter assumption, she couldn't control her heartbeat and began to accelerate.

Guan Han is a very good at doing things, and her ability to do things is also reflected in that if Qin Yinong didn't give any instructions, she would never take the initiative.

Tang Ruoyao was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He grabbed the phone beside him, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he made a mistake several times in a row before sending a message out in a complete and accurate manner.

On the way home, Guan Han shook her cell phone. She opened it and immediately breathed.

Tang Ruoyao: [Did my sister ask you to give me ointment?]

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Small theater:

Guan Han (who was holding the big and red apple that I hadn't had time to eat trembled slightly): I exposed whisper

Qin Yinong: It's okay, I haven't exposed it yet

Guan Han (cold): You're too soon

Qin Yinong: Wow, can I be eaten? I have been abstinent for so many years

Guan Han:...
Chapter completed!