An Zhisu took Erbao to the studio for filming today. It was already ten o'clock when she came back. Erbao fell asleep on the way. She sent Erbao back to his room and looked at Dabao who was already asleep. When she returned to her room, she was already asleep.
Half past ten.
Ye Lancheng was reading in the room. An Zhisu came over and kissed her husband. Ye Lancheng was disgusted and urged her to take a shower. She went to the bathroom with a smile, washed herself up with a delicious fragrance, jumped on the bed and got into Ye Lancheng's arms.
"Are you tired?" Ye Lancheng put down the book and squeezed his wife's shoulders.
"You're not tired, and you don't want me to do anything. Just stay on the set." An Zhisu said that she was not tired, but she enjoyed Ye Lancheng's service very much. She even turned over and asked him to massage her waist.
Ye Lancheng massaged her indulgently, and her figure recovered very well. She was still the same as one who had never given birth. She was even more fascinated by him than before. He started to feel distracted as he pressed her.
Sizzling...
Just when Ye Lancheng was about to do something with his young wife, his cell phone that was set to vibrate mode vibrated without warning, startling both the couple.
"Who's calling you so late?" An Zhisu asked, stretching out his arms to help him pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table. When he saw the caller ID, he said, "It's Ateng."
"Take it." Ye Lancheng motioned for her to pick it up.
An Zhisu dialed the button and pressed the speakerphone, and Jiang Teng's voice came over: "Ah Cheng."
"Huh?" Ye Lancheng responded: "Is something wrong?"
"Well, I want to meet Shen Zizhuo. Please help me make arrangements." Jiang Teng called Ye Lancheng so late, naturally because of the meeting with Shen Zizhuo.
"Why do you want to see him?" An Zhisu was more surprised than Ye Lancheng and asked: "Didn't you go to help Eleven find his parents? Have you found them?"
"Found it." Jiang Teng said: "Eleven's real name is Zhang Jingyao, and she is the daughter of General Zhang Shaoying of the Shenyang Military Region."
"Wow!" An Zhisu exclaimed: "After Jiangmen, no wonder Eleven is so powerful. What is the attitude of her family? Are they okay with Eleven?"
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, the Zhang family is very happy," Jiang Teng said.
"That's good." An Zhisu was also very happy for Eleven and threw Ye Lancheng's phone number to him. He got out of bed and looked for his own phone, intending to call Eleven for a chat.
Ye Lancheng turned off the speakerphone, picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and asked, "What are you doing to see Shen Zizhuo?"
Jiang Teng explained the purpose and reason why he wanted to see Shen Zizhuo.
Ye Lancheng Ran, nodded and said: "I know, I will arrange it."
An Zhisu went to call Eleven, and the two chatted for more than half an hour. Eleven didn't like to talk, but she talked more to An Zhisu, and told her about Zhang Shaoying's choice back then.
An Zhisu was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you really not resent him at all?"
"Hmm." Eleven said, "Maybe it's because of amnesia. Without love, there would be no hatred."
She has just met her parents and brother, and her amnesia has caused her to have no emotional foundation with them, and she has no sense of love or hate. This is also normal.
An Zhisu felt strange. Logically speaking, she should be happy for Eleven since Eleven found her parents, but she didn't know why, but she always felt not so happy.
This feeling lasted until I hung up the phone and it still hadn't subsided. I went to bed again with a lot of worries and asked, "Why does A Teng want to see Shen Zizhuo?"
"Ask about the origin of Eleven." Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu groaned, with the words "very worried" written all over his face.
"What?" Ye Lancheng pinched her cheek: "You found your parents on November 11, aren't you happy yet?"
"I also feel that I am a little strange. Maybe I listened to a script today and had some illusions, but now my illusions are shattered." An Zhisu said.
"What script?" Ye Lancheng asked.
An Zhisu explained the general content of the script, which is about a love-hate relationship between the male and female protagonists, which is very sad.
The heroine is a rich girl, and the hero is the son of the hero's father's secretary. The heroine loves the hero, and the hero also loves the heroine, but the hero dare not admit that he likes the heroine due to the disparity in status.
One night, there was a fire in the heroine's house. When the hero learned the news, the heroine was burned to ashes. The heroine was twelve years old at that time. The fire burned her to death, and also burned her parents to death.
, and several servants at home.
The heroine and her parents were burned to death, leaving no one to inherit the company. In the end, it somehow fell into the hands of the hero's father. More than ten years later, the hero took over the company.
The male protagonist has become the hottest golden single CEO in the city. He is the man that all the unmarried women in the city want to marry. But the male protagonist only has the female protagonist in his heart. On the anniversary of the female protagonist’s death, the male protagonist got drunk and had sex with a woman in a bar.
One night stand.
After one night, the two fell into an entanglement. The male protagonist felt that the woman was very similar to the dead female protagonist, but they looked completely different. However, he was still willing to drink poison to quench his thirst and even married the woman.
"Can you guess the story behind it?" At this point, An Zhisu hesitated.
"The heroine is not dead. She has changed her appearance and is coming back for revenge, right?" Ye Lancheng speculated.
An Zhisu snapped his fingers: "My Ah Cheng is smart. Yes, the heroine was not burned to death. A servant saved her with his own life. She was disfigured. She went abroad for plastic surgery and changed her name.
It took more than ten years to find out the truth about the fire in the house. After learning that the hero's father paid for the murder and set the fire, he came back with a different face to take revenge."
Ye Lancheng heard the hidden meaning behind his wife's words: "Do you suspect that Eleven is Wen Lingran?"
An Zhisu said dejectedly: "After listening to the script, I really thought about it. People's appearance can be changed. Single eyelids can be cut into double eyelids, and round faces can be made into oval faces. Nowadays, plastic surgery technology is so advanced.
It’s not easy to change a face. Wouldn’t it be too one-sided to deny that Eleven is Wen Lingran just based on his appearance?”
"In the end, Eleven found your biological parents, which broke your fantasy, so you are unhappy?" Ye Lancheng finally found the reason for his wife's depression.
An Zhisu nodded: "Yes, I originally planned to tell A Teng the story of this script and ask him if he would take Eleven to do some kind of DNA test with Wen Lingran's family."
Ye Lancheng was convinced by his wife's idea and said: "Wen Lingran has no family anymore. A Teng can only rely on her appearance to find her. However, I heard that Wen Lingran's father is a medical expert and may also be retained."
I have sequenced my own genes. But Eleven is definitely not Wen Lingran, so don’t be unreasonable."
"I heard? Maybe?" An Zhisu rolled his eyes at him: "Haven't you and A Teng known each other since childhood? Why don't you know anything about Wen Lingran?"
"Her family's affairs are state secrets. I don't know that it's normal. A Teng was selected to join the special intelligence force at the age of sixteen. The tasks he usually performs and the people he contacts are all secrets. If I knew everything, A Teng would be a long time ago.
He was charged with leaking secrets." Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu sighed, feeling that being a special agent was so lonely. Not only did he need to keep secrets from his family, but he also had to keep a distance from his friends. It was really a profession that focused on being alone.
"You still have the energy to care about other people's affairs. I see that you are really not tired." Ye Lancheng squinted his eyes, turned over and pinned her down: "Since you are not tired, then don't fall asleep yet."
Just when An Zhisu wanted to protest, his mouth was blocked and he was stripped clean and eaten without a chance to object.