As a director, Zhang Yiling naturally couldn't just ignore the movie she directed.
She was still in Australia at this time, and although she was still with her mother, her heart had already flown to China.
"You can leave tomorrow!" Mother sat on the sofa and didn't even go to see Zhang Yiling.
If Zhang Yiling didn't know clearly in her heart, she wouldn't know who her mother was talking to.
"Mom, it actually won't affect me whether I go or not." Zhang Yiling said seriously, "The movie promotion doesn't need it. Mr. Zhou has already arranged it. There's no need for me to show up at all for the publicity."
"And those who like this movie are either here for Su Yin, or they're betting that Mr. Zhou's movies will be good." Zhang Yiling shrugged and said in a very nonchalant tone, "Although I'm a director, I'm really not very popular in China. There are even many people who think that my name will have a negative impact on the movie!"
The mother, who was sitting upright, took a deep breath. She was a very serious person by nature, and after listening to Zhang Yiling's jokes, she shook her head with some disapproval.
"Do you really think so?" The mother stood up and said, "Isn't it because you feel that I am staying at home alone and you are worried that something might happen to me?"
The mother's voice was not loud, and these words, which seemed light in volume, hit Zhang Yiling's heart hard.
She still remembers what happened the night she came back.
In Zhang Yiling's memory, her mother has always been serious, solemn but strong.
In a sense, her mother has always been the object of Zhang Yiling's admiration or trust.
Although Zhang Yiling always felt that her mother controlled her too much, she always believed in her heart that no matter what happened, her mother would always be with her.
But this sense of trust and security fell apart that night.
My mother's memory is not as good as it used to be, and she has become more irritable.
When she saw Zhang Yiling, she first yelled at her, scolding her for not going to school and asking her if she had gone to the nightclub again.
This shocked Zhang Yiling. She hadn't been to such a place for at least two years.
"Mom, did you remember it wrong? I'm an adult now!" Yes, Zhang Yiling had her birthday the night before yesterday.
The mother was stunned at first, and she hurriedly tidied her already tidy clothes.
When Zhang Yiling thought her mother would apologize to her, the mother and daughter tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again.
Unexpectedly, her mother suddenly exploded. She glared at Zhang Yiling fiercely and then yelled, "Are you crazy? I, I just said something wrong! Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I have Alzheimer's? Yes, you must feel sorry for your mother. She was deceived into marriage and lives alone in this big house!"
That night, her mother's ferocious expression completely shattered the original image of her in Zhang Yiling's mind.
However, Zhang Yiling did not tell anyone else about this. She thought it was probably because she had become an adult.
She once read a novel about a couple who had a very outstanding child. But suddenly one day, they began to hate their child, simply because their child became more and more outstanding.
The parents began to envy their children, thinking that if they hadn't been so unlucky, they would definitely be doing better than they are now.
Zhang Yiling felt that when her mother saw her, she thought of her past self. If it weren't for that failed marriage, perhaps she would have lived a happy life!
Valley
So Zhang Yiling decided to stay and spend more time with her mother, but she didn't expect that her mother would easily see through her casual excuse.
Zhang Yiling smiled helplessly. Is this the tacit understanding between them as mother and daughter?
She came to her senses, walked to the water dispenser, and brought a glass of water to her mother: "Mom, don't think too much, it's not true. You are obviously living well on your own. It doesn't matter whether I am with you or not."
The mother's fluctuating emotions finally calmed down. "Well, you're right. I can live a good life on my own, and you can too, right?"
She suddenly grabbed Zhang Yiling's hand, her eyes pitiful and pleading: "Promise Mom that you won't get married. For a woman, marriage is the beginning of pain."
Zhang Yiling looked at that face and didn't know what to say: "Okay, I promise your mother, we will live together, okay?"
"No, no, I can do it alone." Mother smiled and said, "You should book a flight for tomorrow. After all, as a director, if you stay away all the time, people will talk about you."
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In the evening, Zhang Yiling flew to Shanghai.
This time, the only person who came to pick her up was Bai Yangyu.
Zhang Yiling and Bai Yangyu were actually not very familiar with each other. They looked at each other and smiled, but they couldn't find any topic to talk about. The whole atmosphere became awkward.
"By the way," Bai Yangyu said, still trying to talk, "Boss Zhou should be organizing everyone to watch the premiere of 'Miss Fish' the day after tomorrow. This is a traditional activity of our Yiyang Entertainment. You should come, right?"
"Of course." Zhang Yiling smiled. "I also want to see how people react when they watch the movie I made!"
She got into the car, thinking that Bai Yangyu would take her directly to the villa of Yue Shao and his three companions.
She had already made an agreement with the four of them on WeChat and would stay with them for the next few days.
But soon, Zhang Yiling realized something was wrong. This road was very unfamiliar. She believed in Bai Yangyu's character, but still asked in confusion:
"Brother Bai, where are we going?"
Bai Yangyu coughed, knowing that what he was doing now was very much like a pervert, and immediately explained:
"Don't worry, you'll know once you get there. If you're still worried, you can even record or video it!"
"No, no." Zhang Yiling immediately waved her hand: "I'm just curious."
She touched her chin, her eyes rolled around, and suddenly lit up.
On the other side, Zhou Yiyang stood there panting: "Aren't you tired?"
Tang Yue and Su Yin, who planned all this, shook their heads and said, "I'm not tired, Brother Yang, you just lack exercise. If you sang and danced every day like us, your physical fitness would definitely be good!"
"I can't help it. I'm old." Zhou Yiyang said with a smile, "In two years, I'll be thirty soon."
"How can I be old?" Lin Xuan'er said, "Brother Yang, have you forgotten the original intention of running 'Sister Zhan'? To reject age anxiety!"
Ling Hu and Luo Chen came out in short-sleeved shirts and shorts: "Have they arrived yet?"
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