Chapter 19: Meeting the Parents [Title: I ran into zst and...
He Yan was a little slow to react when he sat in the passenger seat of Zhu Shengting wearing a mask and a hat.
He actually asked to go see Zhu Shengting's mother? He felt that his brain was not working well just now. Obviously, he and Zhu Shengting were not friends.
At most, he is just an ordinary colleague, and visiting his parents is a bit too much.
But he had already gotten in the car, and he had said it himself, so he couldn't go back on his word, otherwise he would look like a lunatic.
He Yan sighed in his heart, reminding himself to think twice before speaking next time and not to act so impulsively.
"Um...should I bring some fruit for Auntie?" He thought about it and decided that since he was visiting a patient, he had to bring something.
Zhu Shengting shook his head. "No, she has no shortage of fruits. She replenishes them with different fruits every day."
"Ah... okay." He Yan was speechless and had to take out his phone to start browsing.
Zhu Shengting seemed to notice his discomfort, chuckled softly, and teased, "You can just go. After all, you know my mother likes you."
It would have been fine if Zhu Shengting hadn't said this, but after he did, He Yan felt even more at a loss. How on earth could he have the audacity to say such a thing?
This gave Zhu Shengting a handle...
"Uh, I was just talking nonsense." He Yan wanted to struggle.
Zhu Shengting saw He Yan's ears were as red as the red light in front of him, but he didn't tease him anymore.
"It's really okay. My mom won't mind."
He Yan picked at his phone case and looked out the car window, "Oh."
The hospital where Song Zhimeng works is not too far from Dongting County, and it only takes fifteen minutes to drive there. It is a private hospital with a high degree of confidentiality.
Zhu Shengting parked the car in the underground garage and went upstairs with He Yan.
Because it is a private hospital, there are not many people even on weekend nights, and almost no one noticed them as they walked along.
This is also the reason why Zhu Shengting felt at ease to come with He Yan.
At 7:30 in the evening, Song Zhimeng was eating fruit in the ward and watching the TV series that He Yan had participated in to relieve her boredom.
"Mom." Zhu Shengting knocked on the door.
He Yan stood a fist's length behind Zhu Shengting and saw the woman on the hospital bed. She had long black hair and wrinkles on her face, but her charm was still beautiful. She looked somewhat like Zhu Shengting.
Song Zhimeng put down the fruit fork and turned around, "Asheng, you're here."
She quickly spotted the person wearing a mask behind Zhu Shengting, "Who is this?"
He Yan took off his mask, put it in his pocket, and greeted Song Zhimeng with a smile, "Hello, Auntie, I'm He Yan."
"Mom, do you look familiar?" Zhu Shengting walked up to her with a smile.
"Hey!" Song Zhimengji was always a nice person. "Isn't this the handsome guy on TV?"
"Ah Sheng, do you really know him?" She looked incredulous. "Come on, come on, come and sit down!"
Song Zhimeng's face was filled with a happy smile. She looked good and her face was flushed.
He Yan felt embarrassed to be sincerely praised by his elders in person. He walked over and sat on the chair next to Zhu Shengting.
Zhu Shengting took out the autographed photo he had asked for from his pocket and handed it to Song Zhimeng, "Look, I got it for you."
Song Zhimeng took it happily. He Yan, who was standing beside her, blushed and rubbed his nose, feeling a little overwhelmed.
"Tell me quickly, how did you get to know Xiaoyan?" Song Zhimeng grabbed Zhu Shengting's hand and looked at He Yan. "Xiaoyan, can I call you that?"
He Yan nodded hurriedly, "It's all fine."
"We are from the same company. We will go to a new crew to film the day after tomorrow. He and I will be the two protagonists." Zhu Shengting explained seriously.
When Song Zhimeng heard this, her eyes lit up and a smile spread across her lips and eyebrows. "That's great, you never told me before that you have such a good-looking friend who wants to film with you."
He Yan was stunned when he heard the word "friend". He looked at Zhu Shengting and blinked slowly twice without refutation.
Zhu Shengting naturally did not refute.
"It's my fault." He touched the back of Song Zhimeng's hand.
"Xiao Yan, have some fruit. I can't finish all of this!" Song Zhimeng handed the cut apple to He Yan.
He Yan quickly took it and said, "Thank you, Auntie. I didn't bring anything for you."
Song Zhimeng picked up the autographed photo and said, "I like this one. Why isn't it included? The person from the TV show is standing right in front of me. What a surprise!"
"That's right, you and Ah Sheng, remember to take good care of yourselves and don't forget to eat on time. You young people, you forget to eat on time when you get busy, especially those of you who are filming, remember..."
He Yan responded to all of them. At this moment, she saw some of the same colors as her mother in Song Zhimeng's gentle eyes and eyebrows.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Shengting's eyes looking at Song Zhimeng, which were less distant and polite than usual, and layers of ice melted in his eyes.
Song Zhimeng asked many interesting questions that were beyond He Yan's expectations. He Yan was no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning. Instead, he became more relaxed. Before they knew it, the three of them had been chatting for nearly an hour and a half.
"Mom, it's getting late. I'm going to take He Yan back." Zhu Shengting looked at his watch and patted the back of Song Zhimeng's hand.
Song Zhimeng waved her hand and said, "Go quickly, and you should get some rest early."
"Goodbye, Auntie." He Yan's eyes curved like the moon as he said goodbye to Song Zhimeng gently.
He felt that he seemed to have become much quieter and more patient when he was with Song Zhimeng, which was magical.
She seemed to have some kind of magic, as if Zhu Shengting was no longer so hard when he was with her.
Song Zhimeng smiled and waved goodbye to He Yan and the others, inviting He Yan to come again next time. He Yan felt that Song Zhimeng's smile was gentle and soft like silk.
After the two of them left the ward, He Yan couldn't help but sigh at the door: "Aunt Song is so gentle."
Zhu Shengting nodded. "She has always had a good temper as far as I can remember and rarely gets angry."
He Yan's mother is different in this respect. She is a woman with a strong temper. No matter what she does, she is always quick and decisive.
"Um, I want to ask—"
He Yan hesitated for a while and was about to ask what disease Song Zhimeng had when Zhu Shengting suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Don't look back." Zhu Shengting's eyes suddenly became sharp. He glanced forward, lowered his head and pulled He Yan closer.
He Yan naturally didn't see the warning in Zhu Shengting's eyes. He nervously asked Zhu Shengting what was wrong.
"There was a girl taking pictures of us just now. She must have recognized us." Zhu Shengting let go of He Yan.
He Yan looked back upon hearing this, but the man had disappeared. He probably saw that Zhu Shengting had discovered him.
He quickly put his mask back on, and Zhu Shengting also put on a mask.
"Maybe she'll post it online," He Yan frowned, a little anxious. "I need to ask her to delete it."
After all, this was in the hospital, so it didn't matter if they were photographed, but it involved Song Zhimeng's privacy.
Zhu Shengting just saw the girl who took the photo walk back to the ward, so he went directly to the nurse station at the front desk to explain the situation to the nurse.
There have always been many public figures in private hospitals. In the past, there have been cases where ordinary people would secretly take photos of famous people and post them online. The most outrageous thing is that some people would take this opportunity to spread rumors.
After the nurse learned about it, she went to the ward that Zhu Shengting mentioned.
Ten minutes later, the nurse returned and explained the situation to Zhu Shengting. "Mr. Zhu, I just asked the girl, and she told me she had deleted the photos. I also checked her phone album and there were indeed no photos. She was just a little excited at first and forgot she was in the hospital, so she took the photos. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."
He Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhu Shengting and He Yan left.
After returning to the car, He Yan was still holding his breath, "I wonder if anyone else took this photo. I hope it won't cause any trouble to Aunt Song."
"It's not that bothersome. This hospital is very private. My mom doesn't use the internet, so she doesn't know about all the online rumors," Zhu Shengting said as he inserted his car keys. "If someone really did take a picture of it, we would be the ones who would be more troubled."
He Yan rubbed his temples and had a headache!
But this is what being a public figure is like. Many times, your private life is sacrificed for your work. There are gains and losses.
"Should we talk to Sister Shan and the others first so that the company can be prepared?" He Yan suggested.
Zhu Shengting turned the steering wheel and said, "My suggestion is not to say anything yet."
"They like to ask too many questions."
He Yan paused holding the phone and exited the group chat.
What Zhu Shengting said makes sense. Mengchuan is a company that has a strong desire to control the private lives of its artists. Although they will not send assistants to follow them all the time, they still have to ask the artists to report some things.
He also didn't know whether Zhu Lao knew that Song Zhimeng was sick and hospitalized. It was really not convenient to say.
"Yeah." He Yan put the phone back in his pocket.
"Will we not have enough video footage today?" He thought of another question.
After all, he slept the whole afternoon, so the part about playing hide-and-seek was not filmed, and the second half of the blindfolded game with He Chulian's surprise attack definitely could not be filmed. When you think about it carefully, it seems that there really isn't much material.
"It's okay, just go back and send me all the original videos. I will give them to my assistant, he is very experienced." Zhu Shengting was not worried.
"Then what time should I come to your house tomorrow?" He Yan was still thinking about returning breakfast to Zhu Shengting.
"About nine o'clock." Zhu Shengting replied.
"Then what are we going to do tomorrow?" He Yan felt that there was nothing fun to do at home. He was alone at home, so he just watched TV series, variety shows, read books, and read scripts on his phone.
"Shall we rehearse the script in advance?" Zhu Shengting thought for a while, but the answer seemed to be premeditated.
Of course He Yan had no problem with that. "Sure."
The two of them made the decision happily. He Yan returned home, tidied up for a while, and then went to bed, fearing that he would oversleep the next day.
However, He Yan's worries were not unfounded. In the middle of the night, a very lively post appeared on Xiaohongshu.
【Title: I met zst and hy at night】
[Believe it or not, I can't share the address or send photos because one of my friends saw me taking photos. I've already deleted it due to the special location, but I was really impatient and wanted to share it anyway. It's the middle of the night and not many people are around. If you have any questions, feel free to ask now. I'll delete the post in an hour.]
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