In the living room, under the warm light, Lin Yao lay on the sofa with her head resting on her arm.
She has fallen asleep.
Today, Lin Yao had three announcements during the day and a fan meeting in the evening. She stood on the stage for almost two hours and was extremely tired.
When Lin Duanzheng went to the kitchen to wash dishes and she sat on the sofa alone, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and her eyelids began to twitch.
Although she wanted to wait until her father came out and listen to him tell her what happened that year, the girl could not hold on any longer.
He just fell on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Duanzheng, who had originally made up his mind to tell what he had kept in his heart for many years, now stood quietly in front of the sofa, watching his daughter sleeping.
Her long black hair was slightly disheveled, with a few strands falling on her rosy lips. Her slender body was lying softly on her side, with her long legs hanging outside the sofa.
Perhaps because her sleeping position was uncomfortable, Lin Yao frowned slightly, twisted her body, and murmured like a spoiled child.
Lin Duanzheng showed a gentle smile on his face. He gently placed Lin Yao's legs on the sofa, let her lie flat, and then took out a quilt from the bedroom to cover her.
Bending down to help his daughter straighten the hair hanging around her mouth, Lin Duanzheng was about to stand up when he suddenly heard Lin Yao talking in her sleep.
"Dad, you have some braised pig's trotters."
Lin Duanzheng couldn't help laughing again, and shook his head slightly.
"You're so old but still act like a child."
"Mom, you eat too..."
A sweet smile appeared on Lin Yao's face, as if she had turned into the little girl with a happy family in her dream again.
Lin Duanzheng was stunned.
After a long time, he slowly straightened up, turned off the lights in the living room, and walked back to his bedroom silently.
He picked up his new phone and found a second mobile phone store during the day, bought the phone there, and asked the clerk to teach him how to use most of the commonly used software.
In fact, it’s not that Lin Duanzheng really doesn’t understand these things at all. It’s just that since his divorce, he has become more and more unwilling to contact the outside world.
With his education and IQ, he can learn these things easily if he is willing.
At this time, he opened WeChat and searched for Haiyao's WeChat according to her phone number.
The WeChat avatar is a middle-aged woman with lingering charm.
Although he hadn't seen her for many years, Lin Duanzheng recognized the person in the photo as his ex-wife Haiyao at a glance.
He sent Haiyao a friend request and wrote in the request: "I am Lin Duanzheng."
After waiting for a while, there was no response from Haiyao.
Lin Duanzheng looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock.
Maybe she's already asleep.
Lin Duanzheng felt uneasy and irritable for no reason, just like the way he felt when he first asked Haiyao out for dinner more than 20 years ago.
He took out his headphones, plugged them into his phone, and played Tianyun Music.
During the day, he created a playlist on Tianyun Music, which was full of Lin Yao's songs.
Lin Duanzheng put on his headphones and started playing the songs that he once denounced as "vulgar music".
Soon, he closed his eyes, and a smile appeared on his serious and rigid face.
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In the rental house.
The early morning sunlight streamed into the room and fell on two undulating hills.
Perhaps it was because I felt the warmth of the winter sun,
"ah!"
Fangfang turned over and woke up from her prone sleeping position.
Boom!
Xiao Ye, who was originally lying on his butt, also fell to the ground with a thud.
Xiao Ye screamed in pain, but did not wake up. He smacked his lips twice, turned over and continued to sleep.
Fangfang shook her still dizzy head and tried hard to recall what happened last night. Only then did she realize that she was still in Xiao Ye's rental house.
Before falling asleep last night, Fangfang's last impression was that Xiao Ye was rushing towards her with a "grim smile".
At the same time, she opened her arms and was ready to "sacrifice herself".
So did we really... do that?
Fangfang immediately looked down at herself and then breathed a sigh of relief.
All her clothes were properly worn, and so was Xiao Ye.
It seems that the two of them slept on the floor with their clothes intact last night.
"Isn't this guy too weak? He can't even eat the fat sheep that's been delivered to his door!"
Fangfang felt a little disappointed again. She grumbled in dissatisfaction and pushed Xiao Ye.
"Hey, what happened to you last night? Didn't we agree that I would compensate you for one night as your wife? Why are you so incompetent?"
But Xiao Ye seemed to be too drunk, and Fangfang couldn't wake him up after pushing him several times.
Fangfang got up from the ground helplessly, feeling a sharp pain in her waist.
After all, I slept on the ground all night, it would be strange if my waist didn’t hurt.
Not only did my waist hurt, but I also felt pain in my fingers.
I took the left index finger and saw that when the two of them fell last night, they probably knocked the fruit knife on the table to the ground.
When I got up just now, I accidentally touched the fruit knife on the ground, and my index finger was cut and blood was flowing out.
However, this minor injury was not worth mentioning to Fangfang. She put her index finger in her mouth and sucked it, then walked to the bed, picked up her mobile phone and checked the time.
"Ah! It's so late?! Oh no, Sister Yan has to go to the company this morning to discuss Sister Yao's contract renewal!"
Fangfang suddenly screamed, picked up her bag and ran out the door.
He ran to the door, then ran back and dragged Xiao Ye onto the bed.
I helped him take off his shoes and covered him with a blanket.
Seeing the little puppy’s messy hair and his handsome face that looked even paler because of the hangover.
Fangfang rolled her eyes and chuckled.
Just do it!
She took a deep breath and took off Xiao Ye's clothes and pants with trembling hands, stripping the little puppy into a naked lamb.
Then he lowered his injured index finger and dripped blood onto the bed sheet.
After reluctantly looking at the puppy's handsome body again, she finally covered him with the quilt.
After walking out of the rental house, Fangfang rushed to Tianhai Company while calling Mo Yan.
But it was cut off by Mo Yan.
Then Mo Yan sent a short message:
"We're talking about something."
Sure enough, Sister Yan must be talking to Feng Zheng about Sister Yao's contract renewal.
Fangfang was anxious.
What if Sister Yan was deceived by Feng Zheng and now has to help Sister Yao renew her contract? That would be terrible!
After Tianhai was acquired by Shenxin Company, Sister Yao became an artist of Shenxin. Yang Jiaxin is one of Shenxin's top artists, so Sister Yao will definitely be bullied by Yang Jiaxin.
If Yang Jiaxin plays some tricks again and does something with the senior management of Shenxin, then Sister Yao’s future will be worrying!
Fangfang rushed to Tianhai Company, screaming in her heart:
Sister Yan, please don’t sign the contract!
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