Yang Rui's incident became gossip in the circle, but it did not affect his career.
It’s time for their family’s most heartwarming dinner again.
Tianyu helped Zijun and started busying himself in the kitchen.
Xue Li and Yang Rui sat on the sofa, and a melodramatic family drama was playing on TV.
"I'm sorry." Yang Rui had already learned about Xue Li's situation from the police. Although it wasn't mentioned in the news, there were still rumors among the people. Yang Rui had completely blocked Chun Ying. "I didn't expect that what I did would hurt you so much."
"Dad," Xueli laughed, "That's all in the past. I've already forgiven you. Didn't you say we should be a loving family? In my heart, Tianyu is my biological brother."
For the first time, Yang Rui didn't know how to respond to his daughter. He looked at Xue Li's innocent smile and suddenly felt nauseous.
Tianyu stood on tiptoe, smelled the fragrance coming from the soup pot, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
"Mom," Tianyu asked curiously, "What's cooking in this pot? It smells so good!"
"Dog meat." Zijun smiled slightly: "Have you eaten it?"
Tianyu took a step back in horror, not knowing what to say.
Zijun, on the other hand, touched Tianyu's head and said, "When I made it for the first time, I didn't even tell them it was dog meat, and they enjoyed it so much. As long as you firmly believe it's beef, then it is beef."
Tianyu nodded, seeming to understand, and grabbed Zijun's skirt, whispering, "Then my mother, did she really die in a car accident?"
"If you believe it, then it is." Zijun gently stroked Tianyu's cheek: "Mom will protect you, because we are a family."
"Yeah," Tianyu nodded, "I like beef the most."
While the family happily ate dog meat hotpot, Qi Yuhong's home became much quieter. The nannies tactfully left, not wanting to offend Qi Yuhong at this time.
She sat alone at the dining table, but there were two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks on the table.
She stared at the empty seat opposite her and suddenly laughed:
"My child, why are you so stupid?"
"If you like Xiaokui, just tell me," Qi Yuhong sighed, "How could I stop you? You, why can't you let it go?"
At this time, An Ning's figure appeared on the chair opposite.
She took a step forward, but missed and fell to the ground.
It turned out to be just her illusion.
Xue Li returned to the bedroom, took out a long-forgotten family photo from the cabinet, and placed it on the table.
She hugged her doll and fell asleep peacefully.
She dreamed that she was back in September of last year.
[Who are you?] Xueli accepted a new friend request.
[I am Xiaokui.]
[Oh, a new transfer student. Why did you add me?]
[I want to check everyone’s WeChat overtime.]
It was twenty days later that they chatted again.
Xueli was holding a photo in her hand, which showed Yang Rui and his homeroom teacher Chunying arm in arm.
An Ning's voice rang in her ears: "Xue Li, the people in the photo are your father and your homeroom teacher, right? This woman is so shameless!"
"You like An Ning, right?" Xueli took the initiative to send a message to Xiaokui.
[How did you know?]
[Intuition. She and I are good friends. Do you want me to bring you two together?]
[Not so good…]
[It’s okay, she likes you too.]
[Then...thank you, Xueli.]
[By the way, remember to delete our chat history. If An Ning sees it in the future, she'll be mad.]
[good. ]
In the last scene of the short film, the serious Yang Rui, the chuckled Xue Li, the cheerful Zi Jun, and the laughing Tian Yu, the four of them stood together and took a new family photo.
The timing was just right, and I was able to catch the live broadcast of the opening of the First Film Festival.
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