Chapter 370 My Mom Died A Long Time ago

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Wen Liang, who had just finished filming a scene, was reading the script in the dressing room.

A staff member poked his head out the door, saw Wen Liang and walked in, "Miss Wen, someone is looking for you outside."

"Who is it?" Wen Liang looked up from the script.

In this case, the person who comes must have some connection with the actor himself, otherwise the staff would not have specifically notified him, otherwise the fans would have lined up to see their idol.

"It's your mother."

Wen Liang was stunned for a few seconds, then came to his senses and calmly said to the staff, "My mother has been gone for more than 20 years. The person outside must be a scammer. Just chase him away."

The staff was surprised for a moment and murmured in their hearts, thinking that the "left" that Wen Liang said should mean death?

"Okay, I'll let her go now."

The staff arrived at the car outside the crew's fence and looked up and down at Lin Jiamin in the back seat. He looked like a decent person, but he turned out to be a liar!

She said to Lin Jiamin rudely, "Go away. Miss Wen doesn't want to see you."

Lin Jiamin frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes, "Did you tell her my identity?"

"Yes."

"What did she say?"

"Hey, you, I'm going to give you some face. You don't want it, right? Do you know what Miss Wen said? She said her mother has been dead for twenty years. You are a liar! Why are you still staying here? Why don't you leave now?"

The staff member turned and left.

Lin Jiamin: “…”

No wonder Wen Liang never looked for her for so many years. It turned out that she always thought her mother was dead?

"Madam, what are you doing now?" The driver in the driving seat gave her a puzzled look.

Lin Jiamin said, "Wait a minute."

She took out her cell phone and asked someone to look up Wen Liang's phone number.

The two had spoken before, but that call was made using the police's cell phone, so Lin Jiamin didn't write it down at all.

A few minutes later, the number was sent to her mobile phone and she dialed it.

"Teacher Wen, someone is calling you." The assistant came over with a ringing cell phone.

Because she has been too busy recently, Wen Liang hired a driver to pick her up and drop her off, and also hired two temporary assistants, one to be responsible for her increasing number of photography invitations, and the other to be responsible for her crew work. In addition, there is also a dedicated assistant at the foundation.

She actually doesn't like the title of Teacher Wen, but her assistant likes to call her that.

The assistant is a senior student who came to work. She was successfully recommended for graduate school and had a few courses last semester. She has no classes this semester and her graduation thesis is almost ready, so she came to work as a part-time worker. It will only be for a few months, but Wen Liang thinks it is just right because she will not have the next one after she finishes filming this drama.

Wen Liang took a glance and saw that it was an unfamiliar number from Beijing, and inexplicably thought of Lin Jiamin.

She told her assistant, "If you pick up the phone, tell the person you're calling that you're working and will talk to me after I finish filming. From now on, handle all unknown phone calls this way, unless they say it's urgent. If you have any notes, you can let me know."

"Okay, I understand."

Wen Liang's eyes fell on the script, but his thoughts drifted far away.

After not seeing her for more than 20 years, Lin Jiamin suddenly came to see her. It couldn't be because of the deep mother-daughter love, but there must be something wrong.

But, what could it be?

It wasn't until someone else in the dressing room made a noise that Wen Liang came back to his senses, pushed the doubts out of his mind, and continued reading the script.

The assistant walked over and answered the phone. "Hello, I'm Teacher Wen Liang's assistant. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm her mother, please let her answer the phone."

The assistant was stunned for a moment.

Wen Liang's mother?

But if it was really Wen Liang's mother, how could it be an unfamiliar number?

Teacher Wen Liang obviously didn't recognize this number.

The assistant glanced back and saw that the stagehand had come to call Wen Liang for the on-site audition. She then said to the person on the phone, "I'm sorry, Teacher Wen Liang is currently working. If there's anything urgent, please let me know and I'll pass it on for you. If it's not urgent, please wait until Teacher Wen Liang is off work before calling again."

"I'm her mother, not some random person. Give her the phone!" Lin Jiamin emphasized again in a stern tone.

Assistant: "Sorry, Teacher Wen Liang is at work. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up first. Please call back when Teacher Wen Liang gets off work."

After hanging up the phone, the assistant took the water cup and went to the filming location.

Wen Liang was acting opposite another actor, and that actor's assistant was also on standby around the venue.

The two of them started chatting, and somehow the topic turned to online fraud. The assistant, thinking about what had just happened, couldn't help but complain to the other assistant, "...Indeed, there are all kinds of online fraud these days. I just encountered someone pretending to be someone else's mother..."

"I've actually encountered this before. Scammers collect the voices and intonations of relatives and use AI to simulate them. Sometimes they can't even tell their own sons apart."

"It's terrible." The assistant sighed.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Liang finished filming, came out of the crew, and walked towards the car on the street.

Having an assistant does make things much more convenient. For example, now, when Wen Liang was changing clothes in the dressing room, the assistant contacted the driver and drove the car to the vicinity of the crew, saving Wen Liang from walking to the parking lot.

She opened the back door and was about to get in when she heard a female voice next to her, "Wen Liang!"

Wen Liang paused.

She had only heard this voice once, but it was incredibly familiar.

I didn’t expect Lin Jiamin to be so perseverant and still be waiting here.

It seems that the matter is quite important.

Wen Liang calmly turned around and looked at Lin Jiamin in surprise. "It's you?! Why are you looking for me? I don't think I've offended you and your son this time, right?"

Lin Jiamin's face froze. She stepped forward in her stilettos, suppressing the dissatisfaction of waiting for so long. "This has nothing to do with what happened last time. I have something to tell you. Follow me."

She turned and walked away, but after a few steps, she found that Wen Liang was still standing there and had not caught up with her.

Wen Liang looked at her and said coldly, "If you let me go, I'll go. Are we on good terms? If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart. If you have nothing else to say, I'll leave first."

She was very busy as she had a social event in the evening. Someone wanted to join the foundation with funds.

Although Wen Liang was unwilling to use the foundation to make money, he could not reject all these people at once. Instead, he had to meet them before making a decision. After all, there were people who really wanted to donate money.

Lin Jiamin clenched her fists and glanced at the passersby around her. "Are you sure you want to say this here?"

"Don't waste time."

"Then I'll be frank, Aliang, I'm your mother." Lin Jiamin slowly stepped forward, her eyes fixed on Wen Liang's face, her eyes filled with unspeakable emotion, "Mom is back."

Wen Liang found it funny and looked at her sarcastically, "I don't have a mother. My mother died a long time ago."

After saying that, she got into the car and told the driver to drive away.