A Glitch in the Entertainment Industry

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"Wait a minute, maybe you will come back." An Ma, who was on the phone, suddenly inserted a word to comfort Grandpa Chu.

"I'll make a phone call and ask." Chu's father is not good at waiting.

"Don't call, if Wenwen has another itinerary, she's definitely not going to come back when you make a phone call."

Dad put down his phone and decided to listen to his wife.

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and the three looked forward.

"Is my baby back?" An Ma hung up the phone and stretched her neck to look out.

A melodious whistle sounded, and An Quan appeared in front of three people in a good mood.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep?" An Quan asked.

All three were disappointed.

"I'm not curious why I am so happy today?" An Quan asked.

The three of them play with their phones and do n’t want to know.

An Quan slipped over in the sky and walked around in a handsome way.

"Today I promised someone a confession. I am also a girlfriend, so do n’t you doubt that I am gay?"

When An Quan said this, he even smiled in the corners of his eyes, and he seemed really in a good mood.

An Ma took an interest and pulled An Quan aside, gently asking, "What does she do? How are people? Do you really like her?"

An Ma asked a series of questions.

An Quan thought of her profession and concealed it, mysteriously said: "If I really think she is good, I will bring her back."

"I'm sure to bring it back. I'll help you get in touch with her and she won't let you go." An Ma smiled.

An Quan: "..." Will you look at your son's worth and face value?

The sound of running footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and everyone looked at it puzzled.

A white shadow suddenly pounced on An Wen, and An Ma cried out in shock.

An Wen exposed her small face from the thick white scarf and lay in An Ma's arms, shouting softly, "Mom."

Seeing An Wen, An Ma hugged her and distressed and patted her on the back and shouted: "Wen Wen, mother's baby ... is it cold? Is it cold ... how to wear so thick ..."

"It's not cold." An Wen looked up and smiled.

"Baby ..." An Ma kissed An Wen's forehead with pity.

Dad and others looked at her spoiledly.

Even the servants at home felt their joy and asked, "Sir, wife, lady, do you want to eat something?"

"Wenwen, do you want to eat?" An Da asked softly.

"Yes, I'm a little hungry." An Wen said.

"Move faster!" Grandpa An ordered.

After eating a supper at home, I went back to the room and lay in bed because I was too full, rubbing my belly that was raised because of too much support.

"Baby, can my mother come in?" Ann asked, knocking on the door.

"Yes." An Wen said.

The door was not locked, and An Ma and Da An came in.

"Baby, you can't lie in bed just after eating." An Ma reached out and pulled her.

An Wen sat on the sofa obediently, looking at An Da and Ma.

"You go out first!" An Ma gestured with An Da's hand.

An Da did not want to go out. Rarely fighting with An Ma, An Ma still went out without agreeing to him.

The door closed.

An Ma sat next to An Wen, rubbed her daughter's head indulgently, and said softly: "Wen Wen, you are 19 years old. Are there any boys you like?"

An Wen froze when he heard this.

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