"It's your Yuan Yuan! There's something wrong with Xiao Yue's new Whispering ID... It's not enough that she participated in Yan Qing's movie. Does the social software also need to be changed to the character's name?"
With a ghost in her heart, Yuan Yuqiu frequently glanced at Yuan Yuyue, who was sitting quietly at the dining table and whispering casually.
The two of them had almost made eye contact intentionally or unintentionally several times before. Each time Yuan Yuyue cleverly resolved it, and later she simply took out her phone and lowered her head to whisper.
Wrinkling his two slender eyebrows, Yuan Yuqiu raised his wrist to glance at the time on the Patek Philippe, and pressed his fingertips against his tense eyebrows. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought:
"Why is Xiaoyue hiding from me today? Did that stupid woman Meng Yan let her find out something? It's almost nine o'clock, we're running out of time!"
"Qiu'er, I've seen the operating data submitted by the theater chain. You and Yi...Helen have done an impressive job, but..."
The restaurant was now clean and tidy. Yuan Wangsong took a sip of dark mahogany-colored whiskey contentedly. After changing his sentence casually, he wanted to say something else but then paused.
"I understand, Dad."
With a vague reply, Yuan Yuqiu quickly took a few steps closer to his father. He pointed at the watch on his wrist to signal Yuan Wangsong.
"Half of a person who travels a hundred miles is ninety!" Yuan Wangsong changed the topic knowingly.
"Liu Xiang of the Western Han Dynasty - "Warring States Policy, Qin Policy Five, Calling the King of Qin", it is a metaphor that the closer something is to success, the more difficult it becomes..."
Pretending to respond to the exam, he approached Yuan Wangsong and continued in a low voice: "Mom and Xiaoyue will go to the living room later. Sister has been waiting there for a long time."
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the two father and son to hear:
"Honey, I've cut the cigars for you and put them on the shelf. Let's talk about yours with Qiu'er..."
Yu Jiayuan quickly put away the tool box that matched the Havana cigars in front of a row of lockers between the living room and the dining room, and greeted Yuan Wangsong, who was smiling next to Yuan Yuqiu: "Xiaoyue and I will not disturb you as a loving father and a filial son."
"That's great, Professor Yu. You personally brought me here before. Alas, the treatment is getting worse day by day."
Ignoring Yuan Wangsong's teasing and rolling her eyes at her husband, Yu Jiayuan went to the living room and glanced at her eldest daughter who was already nestled on the sofa. Then she turned back and looked at Yuan Yuyue who secretly gave her a thumbs up with a doting look on her face.
"Let's go, Xiao Yue'er, your eldest sister has been waiting for a long time."
"Hey, you scream so affectionately..."
With pretty eyes, Yuan Yuyue stood up and left the dining table, holding her mother's arm and scolding: "Mom, do you really like the gift I brought back from the imperial capital so much?"
"I like it so much..."
Yu Jiayuan smiled brightly and coaxed her daughter: "My love for you is not in vain, you are really my mother's personal little cotton-padded jacket, please give me a kiss."
Yuan Yuyue walked to the living room with Yu Jiayuan on her arm, and said with a smile: "Professor Yu, please lower your voice. Alas, I think Mom, you are more crazy about chasing stars than me."
Professor Yu pretended to have a serious face: "Nonsense, the mutual admiration between outstanding female professors, can that be called star chasing?"
After saying that, she reached out and took off her brand new metis messenger bag from the floor-standing clothes rack in the entrance, and took out a note from it with a treasured look. Yu Jiayuan looked at it and couldn't help but praise: "Professor Weng's handwriting is so beautiful.
It’s so beautiful, oh, my heart melts.”
"I'm just telling you, why do you feel the smell of a rice circle coming towards you..."
Yuan Yuchun sat up on the sofa, holding a champagne glass. She shook her sharp Vassoon short hair, turned around and smiled at her mother: "Mom, you are so disgusting!"
She stretched out her thumb very masculinely and wiped her straight nose. Yuan Yuchun raised his eyebrows aggressively and said: "But after listening to Yue'er's words, I feel more and more that Professor Weng is a wonderful person. There is nothing we can do.
Jia Yue'er doesn't like her very much."
"Sister, it's okay, but I don't mind if you like her..."
Yuan Yuyue is not easy to get along with either. She has rich experience in bickering with her eldest sister: "If it really happens, sister, I will give you two three days and three nights of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"."
"Nothing to show for it..."
Not bothered by her younger sister's rebellion, Yuan Yuchun looked at Yuan Yuyue who had already sat down on the sofa on the left. She sneered rather disdainfully: "It's okay if you don't have the ability to snatch a man, but you are trying to encourage me.
What a shortcut to the south, it’s quite a beautiful thought.”
As expected, these words left Yuan Yuyue speechless.
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes, you two sisters."
Still holding the note in her left hand, Professor Yu's tone was not reproachful. Her gaze passed over her daughter. She raised the champagne glass poured on the coffee table with her right hand: "Let's have a glass first to congratulate our little Yue on the perfect completion of her first imperial capital tour.
Return in triumph."
After the three of them took a small sip each, Yuan Yuyue complained softly: "I will tour in seven or eight cities in Chongqing, Huadu, Jiangnan, and Bingcheng. I'm afraid that sometimes I won't be able to see the show at the first time.
"
Holding a champagne glass, Yuan Yuchun sighed angrily: "It's just a little later to watch it. Yuan Yuan, just be content with it. It's director Yan's new play."
"Sister!" Yuan Yuyue covered her face shyly and begged for mercy.
"I don't hesitate to expose you..."
With a joking smile, Yuan Yuchun took another sip of the wine in his glass: "Do you know that among the actors in my circle, every one of them really wants to play a guest role in the book of "Talent Co., Ltd."
"There is no privacy at all..." Yuan Yuyue complained shamefully: "I thought you didn't know."
When Yu Jiawei heard these words, she looked away from the magical note paper and looked pitifully at her little daughter: "By the way, Xiaoyue, don't be so pretentious. What type of new play is it? Like Li Na
That kind of sweet role?”
"My mother has now become a fan of classifying movies based on the heroine's character..."
Squeezing out two tears in a serious manner, Yuan Yuchun drank the wine in one gulp. She said melancholy: "As her precious eldest daughter, a serious screenwriter, and the first director in the Chinese film industry to pay attention to the LGBT community in the future.
, I’m not sad at all.”
Yuan Yuyue also pretended to be angry and said: "I'm going to be angry too. I just came back from the imperial capital, and you two pretended to be concerned about me. You are my love rival at all times!"
Her words had a negative effect. Professor Yu excitedly held up the note with both hands again: "Chun'er, let me read it to you again: New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old branches. - Wei
After studying, I admire Professor Xie Yu and admire him~"
Yuan Yuchun looked at her proud mother angrily: "Mom! Xiaoyue and I can both hear cocoons in our ears. You are simply torturing us."
Yuan Yuyue also spoke up: "Even so, I regret helping you ask for this. I bowed my head in front of her for no reason. Do I have to call her Aunt Weng in the future?"
Yuan Yuyue's eyes lit up as she spoke. She stood up and approached Professor Yu, and said to Yu Jiayuan sweetly: "Hey, that's not bad. Mom, please marry her quickly. I don't see how Aunt Weng is embarrassed to kiss her."
My niece robs a man."
"That's nonsense!" Professor Yu said sadly: "She doesn't like Yan Qing, so don't mess with the CP!"
"Our little Yue's love skills are all wrong...you have to rely on yourself for everything..."
Beating up the lost dog, Yuan Yuchun sneered and said: "I want to watch that scene carefully on Saturday. You don't want to be completely defeated in front of your love rival."
"Okay, okay, let's seize the opportunity to discuss the last episode."
Professor Yu put the note paper properly into the messenger bag again, and she urged: "From now on, let's just watch it together."
"Lianmai, another word in the rice circle! But then again..."
Yuan Yuchun looked at Yu Jiayuan's new bag angrily and complained: "A female fan like my mother with strong purchasing power is really what every female star dreams of. Xiao Yue, you really have to go and see our Professor Yu's cloakroom. She has all her handbags."
After a change, the 20 or 30 bags inside now are all from Lu Pai."
"What do you know! Our super topic calls this the cards."
Professor Yu said harshly: "Besides, my students all praise me for being very compatible with Lu's intellectual temperament, huh!"
"Okay, okay, as long as you are happy..."
Yuan Yuchun had no choice but to admit defeat and changed the topic: "Let's talk about the song from the last issue. I like Professor Weng's song "Ambiguous". It can only be appreciated by those with a certain depth of thinking. It's a pity that last week's champion single failed."
"The sisters discussed it in Super Talk. The main reason was that the votes for the two songs were divided, and everyone was dissatisfied..."
Professor Yu, who is new to the fandom, is very addicted to gossip, and was soon taken away by her eldest daughter: "Some people support "Ambiguous", while others support "don't break my heart". They don't listen to orders at all. We are super talkative.
The young host can only act in a hurry."
What Yu Jiawei said made both her daughters speechless.
Yuan Yuyue complained: "Little host? Oh my God, Professor Ding Yu, the newbie in the fandom, you are awesome!"
Yuan Yuchun smiled brightly and asked: "Mom, how did you get to the top? I heard that newcomers in the rice circle are not easy to get along with."
"Rice circle, isn't it just betting... buy one, bite three or something like that."
Patting the newly bought metis, Professor Yu smiled calmly and said grandly: "I have the ability to make money. I have your father's black card in my hand."
"..."
After exchanging glances with Yuan Yuyue, Yuan Yuchun cupped his hands and said, "bow down to the powerful man..."
Unknowingly, "he" became Yan Qing's designated pronoun when the three of them were chatting. Professor Yu asked gossiping: "Where's Xiaoyue, do you like the song "Ambiguous" he wrote for Li Nu?"
"My favorite? It's definitely the song "don't break my heart". His vocals sound good no matter which frequency band they are in. Meng Yan also said the same..."
Yuan Yuyue couldn't help but gnashed her teeth as she spoke: "But I just saw on Whisper that some marketing accounts named the song: "Selling Clams in the Northeast", what a bunch of nuisances!"
…
Yuan Yuqiu's face became unnatural after overhearing Yuan Yuyue's coquettish voice.
Yuan Wangsong next to him winked at him repeatedly.
The two father and son, who were leaning behind the screen, lost the motivation to continue listening after hearing that the women's salon conversation had completely turned to the specific content of the previous episode. The muscular and burly Yuan Wangsong quietly slipped back with the tall and long-legged Yuan Yuqiu in his arms.
in front of the dining table.
Yuan Wangsong put the cigar he had brought back in a rack and hooked his hands with Yuan Yuqiu. He smiled angrily and said, "Qiu'er, did you ask someone to do what Xiaoyue said?"
Yuan Yuqiu took out two cigarettes from his coat pocket knowingly. He first handed one to Yuan Wangsong, who also took it in his mouth. Then he struck a match and the father and son lit the cigarette together.
"Li Shumin mentioned it, just thinking it would make him sick."
After replying casually, Yuan Yuqiu shrugged his shoulders and looked uninterested. He glanced at the entrance with concern.
"Qiu'er, our Professor Yu is having a great time chatting right now."
With a relaxed expression, Yuan Wangsong patted Yuan Yuqiu on the shoulder.
"Dad, why are you calling Professor Yu all day long now?"
Looking at Yuan Wangsong blowing out the rising smoke rings, Yuan Yuqiu asked thoughtfully.
"Your mother chasing Weng Huaijing chasing the fascination, if it wasn't for her thin skin, it is estimated that you can also change your mouth, alas, Professor Yu, it is sweeter than his wife."
Yuan Wangsong shook his head fondly and sighed.
Yuan Yuqiu smiled and complained: "Abuse me again..."
"I told you to get married and have children, but you didn't listen. Is it because of Helen Hall?"
Yuan Wangsong glanced at him.
"That's not entirely true. It's better not to get married. There are forests everywhere."
Yuan Yuqiu smiled evilly.
"You brat, you're not like me at all. When will you be able to calm down? Foreign girls may not say it with their mouths, but they still care in their hearts."
Yuan Wangsong sipped his wine and advised.
"No, she doesn't care about this at all. Maybe she doesn't have me in her heart. It feels like she half loves and half hates Yan Qing!"
A hint of deep sadness emerged in Yuan Yuqiu's eyes.
"Oh, let's just say, biting someone and not letting him go turns out to be the intertwining of old and new hatreds. It's okay, Qiu'er, I really didn't see that you are the kind of person who only wants to get angry for a beauty."
Yuan Wangsong maintained his posture, handed the cigarette butt to Yuan Yuqiu, and lit the cigar again.
After Yuan Yuqiu helped dispose of the cigarette butts, he said: "Dad, please don't laugh at me."
"That Zhou...Shu Heng, right? I just wanted to remind you that if you hit a snake, it will not kill you, but it will cause harm to you."
Yuan Wangsong carefully looked at the bottle of Macallan Sherry Cask Scotch Single Malt Whiskey before remembering the specific name.
"We have dealt with it from beginning to end, and being locked up for a month is enough to resolve the grudge..."
Yuan Yuqiu replied with a mixture of pleasure and disdain: "His family is doing some small business in the corrupt country, and a little brat can't make any trouble."
"So it is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as the fire, as motionless as the mountain, as unpredictable as the clouds, and as moving as the thunder. This Helen is indeed ruthless!"
Yuan Wangsong pondered for a moment with his cigar between his fingers, and he asked thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter that Professor Yu is obsessed with Weng Huaijing, but it's your sister's side... I heard what she said at the dinner table, Yan Qing is obviously showing goodwill, and it seems that you don't
accept?"
Yuan Yuqiu nodded firmly: "No."
Yuan Wangsong smiled, and with a serious face he said to Yuan Yuqiu: "Then watch your sister and don't let her get hurt."
"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on her. Xiao Yue is too innocent, and her parents protect her too well."
While Yuan Yuqiu expressed his positive attitude, he also criticized his parents for doting on Yuan Yuyue.
"You brat, you may have to wait until you have a daughter to understand. I also fully understood it after Chun'er's incident..."
Yuan Wangsong nodded Yuan Yuqiu's shoulder and said with a complex expression: "The thing that a father is most proud of is that he has the qualification to keep his daughter pure forever!"
After saying that, Yuan Wangsong turned to the entrance with gentle eyes and said, "Actually, this is true for my wife and children."