After Participating in Intern Parents Variety Show with Movie Empress Mother

He Qisheng stopped a taxi.

The car slowly parked beside them, and Zhou Mingmin opened the door of the back seat.

He Qisheng waited by the side, and seeing that she was already seated, he held onto the car door and wanted to go up.

And Zhou Mingmin didn't move at all, just looked at him with inexplicable eyes.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Time passed by second by second, and finally, He Qisheng's mouth stiffened as he helped her close the rear door.

Zhou Mingmin sat comfortably, opened the car window, and the breeze blew her soft hair.

He Qisheng, who had already sat in the co-pilot seat, turned around several times and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed all the words back in his stomach.

The driver turned on the radio and drove all the way to the studio.

The broadcast at this time is a collection of horror stories. The story itself is not scary, but with the weird background music, it makes people panic.

He Qisheng hesitated and asked, "Are you afraid?"

It's just that the voice fell, and he met her eyes.

It seems that listening with gusto...

He Qisheng felt a sense of frustration in his heart and turned his head to look out the window.

They haven't known each other for a long time, but it's not that they like them much. It's just that at this age, when they meet people who make their minds slightly moved, they are always reluctant to detour and want to attack directly.

However, everyone is a decent person. If this is obviously his unilateral favor, He Qisheng will definitely not force it.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Mingmin finally said, "Director He."

A soft and clear voice, with a touch of tenderness, echoed in the carriage.

He Qisheng turned his head, his eyes deepened, and his eyes filled with anticipation.

"You've been drinking so much, can't the night scene be filmed?" Zhou Mingmin's tone was slightly excited.

He Qisheng rubbed his temples in disappointment: "Let's shoot again tomorrow."

So she ordered a pot of sake to get him drunk so he could escape the night scene?

After all, this eldest lady really values ​​beauty and sleep.

"Very good."

Zhou Mingmin didn't know what He Qisheng was thinking, if she knew, she would definitely refute excitedly.

What a joke, she is a dedicated actress, how can she beat these little nine-nine?

...

At first, Gu Yicheng was pretending to be drunk.

It's just that the pot of sake was not low enough. As soon as the stamina came up, he leaned against her neck, and suddenly, he hoped that he was really drunk.

In the past, they were all too sober and calm. Any disagreement was a cold war, as if whoever bowed his head first would lose.

After having An An, he tried to change, because home is a place to talk about love, and there is no need to just win or lose.

Such a change made their relationship a lot more comfortable, but many times, he was still guessing.

Based on Gu Yicheng's understanding of Mo Sui, if she really wanted to get a divorce, no one could stop her, but taking a step back, she was not a willful little girl with a temper. A good divorce agreement?

Gu Yicheng could see that she was not forcing him to compromise.

He always felt that Mo Sui was torturing herself.

At this moment, he was buried in the crevice of her neck, his broad palm resting on her slender waist, as if he was cheating, but he would not let go.

Mo Sui couldn't push him away. In a trance, he remembered every quarrel between them.

When they were teenagers, Gu Yicheng and her were still very naive.

They would have disputes over some trivial matters, and when their temper came up, she would leave as soon as she said it, and he would choose the opposite direction, without a word of retention.

However, after walking all the way, her anger slowly subsided, and she could not help but stop and look back quietly.

Almost every time, he was not far away.

Wearing a school uniform, with a schoolbag on his left shoulder, and one hand in his pocket, he was clearly a perverse person, but when he looked at her, his expression was innocent.

Just like him now, he seems to know that you can't do anything about him, so he tries his best to cheat.

Under the bright and bright moonlight, An An raised her head, watching her father act like a spoiled child, and her mother smiling.

Mom smiled beautifully, with a light in her eyes that she had never seen before.

After a long time, she saw Dad pretending to be dizzy and took out a car key.

When the family walked to the car, Gu Yicheng looked at An An with some admiration.

His little padded jacket leaked the wind most of the time, trapping him again and again. But more often, the little padded jacket is still very sensible. For example, just now, she probably remembered that she could no longer be a small light bulb, so she just stayed quietly without making a sound.

It was because he was worried that Xiao Tuanzi's feet would be sore, and he was really sorry, so he took out the car keys and reluctantly left Mo Sui's embrace.

The door opened and An An was fastened to the safety seat.

As soon as she was seated, she began to shake her short legs, waiting for her father to sit on the side and accompany her.

But Dad was so ruthless. He followed him to the front seat, took a seat in the passenger seat, and turned around and said to An An, "Be good, Dad is drunk."

An An tilted her head, still thinking about what it means to be drunk, when she suddenly heard her father say to her mother, "Remember to turn off the child lock."

The voice fell, and he began to pretend to be drunk again.

...

Before Mo Sui got to the set, she received a call from Zhou Mingmin saying that tonight's night show was canceled, so she drove directly back to the hotel.

Walking to the front desk of the hotel, her footsteps paused.

Gu Yicheng reminded faintly: "The couple opened two rooms, they will be photographed..."

Mo Sui laughed: "Gu Yicheng, when you're drunk, you have to look like you're drunk."

The couple still didn't open two rooms, because An An directly took her father's hand and ran to the door of her room.

After the father and daughter stood at the door of the room, they waited obediently together.

"Mom, where's the room key?" An An's voice was soft.

Mo Sui took out the key card from his bag.

With a "di" sound, the little dumpling opened the door and warmly welcomed Dad in.

Gu Yicheng entered the room and looked around.

Don't have a child's bed?

Only this time, he was kind and stopped asking. Small things are so good to him, he can't cross the river and demolish the bridge.

Besides, even if the hotel sent a crib, he might end up lying on it with his legs curled up and alone.

"Dad washes and sleeps!" An An greeted with a wave of her little hand.

Next is another family of three taking turns taking a bath and washing up.

The little pink pig Anan was the first to come out of the bathroom and climbed onto the bed, followed by her mother.

The mother and daughter were leaning against the bed together, playing with An An's phone watch.

After that, the bathroom door opened.

An An said loudly, "Dad come here!"

"Come on!" Gu Yicheng walked over quickly.

The one-meter-eight double bed is not too crowded even if it sleeps three people.

Although the small light bulb must lie in the middle, Gu Yicheng was already content.

Mo Sui turned off the headlights, leaving only a small lamp on the bedside table. The dim yellow light fell on the faces of the mother and daughter, warm and soft.

"Let's see if An An's phone watch is fun." A strand of hair fell on his forehead, Mo Sui stretched out his hand and continued to play with the child's watch.

When she turned to the camera function, she saw a photo icon in the lower left corner and clicked it.

A little into the album, Mo Sui couldn't help laughing.

Gu Yicheng also came over to look curiously.

There are a lot of selfies in the children's phone and watch albums.

pouting, saying "yeah", sticking out tongue...

In every photo, the small dumpling's fleshy face is magnified, and some have pressed the shutter button without even taking a picture of the facial features.

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui took a good look at it and took out their mobile phones to transfer the photos.

An An, who was nestled among her parents, was very confused.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked.

Mo Sui rubbed her little face: "Who taught the stinky An An to take pictures?"

An An scratched her head: "Sister Qiao Guo always shoots like this."

The little dumpling found out that Qiao Guo would take a selfie with his phone whenever he had nothing to do. These movements and expressions were all learned by An An from her.

Mo Sui couldn't stop laughing: "What else have you learned?"

An An recalled carefully, and put on the emoticon of Qiao Guo's sister when she took pictures.

She tugged the corner of her mouth, smiled without showing her millet teeth, and squeezed her eyes, because this expression was too difficult, she was a little tired, and her facial features were still trembling.

Looking at Xiao Tuanzi's smiling appearance, Mo Sui's eyes were about to burst into tears.

She held An An's face with her hands, squeezed her fleshy little face into a ball, and rubbed it like a dumpling: "Why are we An An so cute?"

An An tilted her head, a little embarrassed, and whispered, "Mom and Dad, don't laugh at me."

Hearing these soft and waxy words, Gu Yicheng restrained his eyes from looking at the few selfies.

Staring, it's hard not to laugh.

But the little ones also need face, and they have to hold back.

That night, An An cuddled with her father for a while and her mother for a while, feeling warm in her heart.

Several times before, she felt that she was already the happiest child in the world, but it turned out that there is no "best" happiness.

Now the little dumplings can feel that they are getting happier every day.

Such good taste has been superimposed.

The small light on the bedside table was turned off, Mo Sui said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Don't turn off the lights..." An An whispered, "It's dark."

Mo Sui stroked Xiao Tuanzi's hair and said warmly, "Today I heard from a mother in the crew that turning on the night light while sleeping will affect the development of the children."

Sleeping with a night light on for a long time will make children's eyesight not get enough rest, and will also affect the secretion of children's melatonin and brain development.

"But it's pitch black, An An is afraid of a big bad wolf." The little dumpling said softly.

Mo Sui smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, your parents will protect you."

An An remembered that her father was still there, she turned around immediately, and put her little hand around his neck.

This gives you a full sense of security!

It was late at night, and An An was coaxed and fell asleep.

Gu Yicheng knows the proportions, except when looking at the photos, he is like a transparent person throughout the whole process, and he will not deliberately seek any sense of existence.

And Mo Sui, leaning on his side, put his hand on the child's soft belly, feeling sleepy.

In the quiet night, Gu Yicheng didn't make a sound, but she could feel his presence.

Tomorrow morning, he will take An An back.

And she also took Wednesday's leave to go to the psychological treatment room for a follow-up consultation.

Last time, Dr. Lin said that her condition had improved a lot.

A course of psychological counseling is coming to an end, and the doctor suggested that she should suspend follow-up visits and live in a different way.

Has she been cured?

Suddenly, Mo Sui felt—

Maybe in the future, there is another possibility between them.

Their family of three can live on as if those heart-wrenching things never happened.

...

The next morning, Gu Yicheng took An An away from the set.

Before leaving, the small group went to say goodbye to their friends. But the parting this time is not sad, because today's children all have phone watches!

Little Biscuits asked her mother for help, and entered her number into An An's address book. The two made an appointment and would video chat whenever they had the chance.

Seeing that An An was going home, Qiao Guo was also very reluctant.

These days, her main job is to take care of the children, but now that An'an is gone, her job is to take care of Mo Sui.

Although the actress will not play big names, how can there be a small person who is easy to serve.

Qiao Guo sighed, holding the child and was reluctant to let go.

An An, like a little adult, patted her back gently: "Sister Qiao Guo, work hard!"

Gu Yicheng also couldn't understand how a four-year-old child could make so many good friends after only ten days in the crew.

He stood by and waited boredly. At this moment, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Director He, who was holding a thermos cup in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

As soon as he saw Director He, he remembered the stupid thing he had done yesterday and silently turned his head away.

When the little dumplings finished greeting everyone, it was time to leave.

The father and daughter came out of the set, and happened to see a sports car with an unusual color stop.

An An had never seen such a car before, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Such a flat car.

After a while, a man got out of the car.

The little dumpling blinked in surprise, such a flat car can actually sit such a tall person!

It was a middle-aged man, with a thin body and thin cheeks, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The staff in the crew come and go, and everyone is very busy.

There were more people on the set. At first, no one cared about it until Fu Changming went to Mo Sui.

Only now did someone recognize him.

"This is the boss of Shenghua Film and Television. It seems that the surname is Fu."

"Shenghua Film and Television? That's a big company."

"I heard that it was the boss of Shenghua Film and Television who dug up such a treasure as Mo Sui at the beginning. At that time, Mr. Fu was in his early thirties. Soon she became popular. Everyone said that Shenghua Film and Television was Mo Sui's Bole."

"Mr. Fu?" Mo Sui was stunned when he saw Fu Changming.

She signed a contract with Shenghua Film and Television more than ten years ago.

It was a pleasure working together at first, but slowly, she personally and the company diverged in some areas.

When renewing the contract a few years ago, Mo Sui proposed to keep the brokerage contract at Shenghua Film and Television, and her personal team was responsible for the specific work arrangements.

Fu Changming was very cheerful, and immediately agreed to her request.

In the following years, the company gave her the greatest degree of freedom, and the cooperation between the two parties was very pleasant.

For a long time, Fu Changming has always been a teacher and a friend to her.

"Mr. Fu, why are you here?" Mo Sui asked.

Fu Changming said with a smile: "I happened to pass by, so I came to visit a class. At this point, everyone has just had breakfast. I asked Xiao Wang to prepare afternoon tea and bring it to everyone at that time."

Mo Sui also smiled: "Then help everyone to thank Mr. Fu."

Fu Changming found a chair and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs: "Xiao Mo, I watched you grow up, you were so polite to me? You were still young at that time, and you didn't dare to say a word when you were bullied by the crew. Or I came to the crew and said a few words to you, and those talents stopped. In a blink of an eye, the actress who bullied you in the past has long since been found out, only you, the more and more famous, the more achievements Come higher."

Speaking of the past, Mo Sui's eyes became a little more smiling.

She, who had just entered the industry at that time, would never have imagined that she would actually be able to move around in the industry for several years.

Fu Changming also smiled and said, "I have a friend who is going to do a variety show recently. He asked me to do me a favor and would like to invite you to participate in the recording."

"What kind of variety show?"

"I'm not sure, I haven't talked about it in detail yet. Now these variety shows are in such a few forms, divorce variety shows, love variety shows, husband and wife variety shows, variety shows with babies, slow variety shows... I heard that his variety show is relatively relaxed and happy, Take the warm route, I guess it's a slow variety show."

"As for the script of the show—"

"Is there a script?" Mo Sui asked.

"No, it's a reality show." Fu Changming said, "I will definitely consider it for you. After so many years, we have never been rushing to make quick money."

"Okay, we will discuss it after the specific format of the program comes out." Mo Sui said.

"That's it." He pushed on his glasses, "You're busy first, I won't bother you."

Fu Changming stood up, turned around, took two steps, and stopped again.

He turned his head and said sincerely: "Xiao Mo, I feel relieved when I see your current state. Although I don't know what happened to you over the years, the road of life is too long and there will always be bumps. You are still young. , even if it is to endure, it can overcome these hurdles."

Mo Sui nodded: "I understand, Mr. Fu walk slowly."

...

Ann sat in the safety seat, looking forward to going home.

The little dumpling likes her new home very much, where there are many toys, pianos, and slides.

"An An, will Dad invite you a piano teacher? We have two classes a week." Gu Yicheng said.

"Okay." The little dumpling tilted his head and asked again, "Is it a piano teacher like Aunt Xiao Qin?"

Gu Yicheng smiled and said, "Yeah, it's as good as Aunt Xiao Qin. But if we really want to learn, we won't be able to fish for three days and spend two days on the net. We must earnestly complete the tasks assigned by the teacher."

"Dad, what do you mean by fishing for three days and drying the nets for two days?" An An asked.

"Just can't give up halfway. Do you want to learn?"

The small group understood at once, and nodded vigorously: "An An must persevere!"

Gu Yicheng continued: "Dad is also going to put a swing frame in the living room. You can swing in your own home in the future. Do you want An An?"

"Wow!" An An's eyes sparkled.

Gu Yicheng glanced at her through the rear-view mirror in the car, and said, "I also want to make a small bookcase in the study. In the future, the big bookcase will put my parents' books, and the small bookcase will put An'an's picture books. Do you want it?"

"Yes!" An An was about to jump up from the safety seat, "I like reading picture books the most!"

Gu Yicheng showed a satisfied smile and continued: "Dad also renovated a children's room for you. The room is pink, with a small desk, a small tent for cars and buses, and the bed is double-layered, just like in the homestay that day. , make it look like a small tree hole. Do you want An An?"

He had done so much foreshadowing, and he had already made up his mind at this time, the voice fell, and he waited quietly.

However, who knows, the faint voice of the little dumpling came from the back seat.

"don't want……"

"What?" At the red light, Gu Yicheng stopped and asked back.

An An's mouth slumped, and she said aggrievedly, "An An wants to sleep with her mother."

"How can an older child still sleep with his mother!" Gu Yicheng said.

The little dumpling pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm not a big kid, I'm only four years old."

Gu Yucheng: ...

Yesterday your mother said you were fighting to be the big kid.

...

Gu Yicheng said something, but he didn't say anything about Tong An'an.

The little dumpling is so strong that even one lollipop, two candied haws and three marshmallows can't buy her off.

Sleeping in her mother's arms is the happiest, even if her father chases her away, she will not leave.

Hold your own little position!

Only thirty minutes later, An An realized a problem for the first time - Jiang was still old and spicy.

A word of disagreement, father sent her to grandma's house!

Xiao Tuanzi's cheeks were all puffed up, but when he thought of seeing his grandmother, he calmed down silently.

Grandma is fine, she will hug her and call her baby, and she will wash a lot of blueberries and feed them into her mouth.

Although sometimes, blueberries are tart.

Old Man Gu stood in the yard, saw them arriving, and said to Gu Yicheng, "Your mother has gone to a dance class for the elderly."

An An: ! ! !

This time, Gu Yicheng was also in a dilemma.

He still has a meeting in the afternoon to bring the child to the company and can only let Assistant Fang take care of him. How can Assistant Fang take children?

Halfway through the drive, Gu Yicheng thought about it, Cen Yanjun loves the child so much, it would be better for her to take the child out for a walk, so he brought An An directly to Gu's house. But I didn't expect that the time of his mother was full every day, and he had to make an appointment.

"Just put her here, work is important." Old Man Gu opened the back seat door with a serious face.

An An looked at him with a small face.

He also looked at An An expressionlessly.

After a long time, the little milk sounded weakly.

"seat belt……"

Old Man Gu glanced at him, reached out and unfastened An An's seat belt and carried her down.

The little dumpling stood in the courtyard, watching his father's car go away, and sighed lightly.

"Grandpa, will you take care of children?" An An asked.

Mr. Gu has no experience in bringing children.

When Gu Yicheng was young, he was busy with work every day, leaving early and returning late. Even if he had time to rest, he would stare at his son at home, and no one knew what to say.

Now, too.

Old Man Gu and An An were sitting on the sofa with big eyes.

"Can I watch cartoons?"

"What's so good about cartoons?"

"Can I play with toys?"

"Playing stuff is dying."

The little dumpling was in despair, fell into a self-defeating mood, and continued to stare at the old man.

After a long time, the old man Gu finally couldn't sit still, got up and went to the study.

An An looked at Mrs. Li, who was busy in the kitchen, and at the back of the old man.

Children cannot be left alone, it will be very dangerous.

Dad said that she must follow the old man. After get off work, Dad will pick him up as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, the little dumpling slowly followed Old Master Gu.

The old man entered the study and had nothing to do.

He had already retired, and after deciding to hand over the group's business to Gu Yicheng, he didn't intervene again, and only occasionally asked about the company's situation. In the past two years, he had nothing to do, just read books and newspapers, and played chess with him.

At this moment, he walked to the bay window of the study and set up the chessboard.

An An's two little hands are behind her back, and she probes her brain: "I know this."

Old Man Gu raised his eyebrows: "Do you still know Go?"

"Brother Zhou Yan will play this!" An An began to show off to his friends, "The teacher said that he is amazing, so smart and clever, and he can win chess with adults!"

Old Man Gu snorted: "That's because your teacher is not good enough. If you follow me, he won't be able to win."

An An pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The old man is really not likable.

"Can you?" Old Man Gu asked again.

An An's two little hands twisted into a twist behind her back, and she shook her head: "No."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw another set of chess in the corner of the bay window, and her attention was completely attracted.

"You know the goods, this is a pair of white jade chess." Old Man Gu said, suddenly asked, "Do you want to learn?"

An An rubbed her little hands, eager to try.

There was nothing she didn't want to learn.

"Hurrah!"

...

Huo Zichen sat in the office and asked the secretary to bring him a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Huo, next Wednesday will be Mr. Huo's 60th birthday. The dinner party at that time..." The secretary reported the preparations for the dinner party, paused, and glanced at his cell phone again.

Recently, Mr. Huo's cell phone has been ringing, but it's strange, why didn't it ring today?

"Did my mother send an invitation to the Gu family?" Huo Zichen asked.

The secretary nodded: "Yes."

Huo Zichen nodded slightly: "Understood, you can go out."

He lowered his head, picked up the phone and glanced at it.

These days, Li Hanshuang has been contacting Huo Zichen.

Just sent out a phone call and a message, but got no response.

Huo Zichen was not interested in this eighteenth-tier star.

Not young, not beautiful, and not famous, what does he want her?

For Huo Zichen, the only thing that made him feel a little worthwhile was probably the fact that Li Hanshuang and Mo Sui used to be on the same crew.

However, that was what he cared about in the show. Now that the show was over, he didn't bother to bother about Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng's gossip.

However, just when he had given up, the private detective sent earlier actually brought back a piece of news that shocked him.

Mo Sui has been seeing a psychiatrist.

After the secretary went out, Huo Zichen contacted the private detective.

"She has always been cautious and has not been photographed by anyone before. It was Wednesday, and I happened to be shopping at a convenience store near a psychiatric clinic when I heard two little nurses chatting for a while that a big man was coming. I don't know if it was What a big man, but in our line of business, we have to rely on this **** to eat, so I went to the door of the consultation room and tried my luck. I think if I really meet a big man, I can even sell it to a marketing account. make a fortune..."

"The point." Huo Zichen interrupted him impatiently, "What's the situation with Mo Sui now?"

"The psychiatrist must keep the patient's condition a secret. The curtains in the consultation room are drawn tightly, and there are security guards outside, so it is forbidden to take pictures. But seeing Mo Sui's familiarity when she entered, I guess she should have been receiving psychological treatment."

"All the time?" Huo Zichen narrowed his eyes.

"At least a year." The private detective said, "I found out that she hasn't acted in the last year, which should be related to her psychological state."

Huo Zichen raised his eyebrows, leaned back in the chair, rested his hands on the back of his head, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Huo, do you want to continue?" the private detective asked.

"Follow." After Huo Zichen finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called Li Hanshuang.

It is inconvenient for him to come forward, and he needs to find someone to send this message inadvertently.

There is no conflict of interest, just fed up with the limelight of Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui on the show and on the red carpet.

After the dignified movie, she was abandoned by the directors of many movies due to mental illness. After the news spread, would the director of "Twin Cities" still dare to use her?

The phone rang several times.

When Huo Zichen was about to lose her patience, she answered the phone.

Li Hanshuang's voice was delicate: "Mr. Huo? You finally called me back."

Huo Zichen said straight to the point: "There is a heat here, do you want to rub it?"

...

Gu Yicheng wanted An An to play chess with the old man a few days ago, but later, his conscience hurt a little bit.

Playing chess with his dad was so annoying, sitting for hours at a time, how could he cheat on his little padded jacket?

However, who knew that when he took time to call the child in the afternoon, Xiao Tuanzi was actually playing chess.

Moreover, she was having a good time, she didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, and couldn't wait to say goodbye.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yicheng fell into deep thought.

Strange, An An actually had a good time with the old man at home?

I really didn't expect that other than his mother, there are other people who can stand the old man.

Is there simply no one who can't handle the little things?

Gu Yicheng put down his phone and laughed.

Suddenly, Assistant Fang walked over quickly and said anxiously, "Mr. Gu, there is news that is not good for my wife on the Internet. I have temporarily taken down the news as before, and I can't rush to the hot search. It's just that recently Madam being stared at by so many—"

"what news?"

Assistant Fang took out his mobile phone and handed it to him.

It's a Weibo post by a little star.

This little star only has hundreds of thousands of fans, and he is not necessarily a live fan, so no one cares about the news he sent.

However, her Weibo content also included a picture.

It's Mo Sui's photo.

[Li Han Shuang V: I have been very unhappy recently. I went to the doctor and the result was severe depression. I can't help but think of a good friend who grew up together since childhood. She was originally brilliant, but she never expected to be defeated by this disease. It's been a year, I hope you are okay and we are all okay. (picture)】

The picture is a photo of her and Mo Sui in the crew.

Although the group photo looks like it was taken by Xiaolong, her account has been authenticated anyway, with V added, so although the content of this Weibo has been scolded, part of it is believed.

[Are Han Shuang and Mo Sui friends? How come I never heard you mention it before? 】

[Although I know you are rubbing, I still want to know what happened to Mo Sui. 】

[Is my sister really Mo Sui's friend? Some time ago, Mo Sui never joined the group. Is it related to mental illness? 】

[If it is true, show the evidence, or wait for the lawyer's letter from Mo Sui's team. 】

[Mo Sui has joined the group now, but there are no tidbits or other materials, I don't know how she can shoot... I remember that there was a male star who quit the movie for psychological reasons, and then quit the circle, Suddenly began to worry about Mo Sui. 】

"Contact the other party and delete Weibo." Gu Yicheng's eyes sank, "Also, go check the person behind her."

Assistant Fang nodded: "I'll do it right away."

When leaving the office, Assistant Fang glanced back.

He noticed that Mr. Gu's mood was not quite right.

In the past few years, unfavorable news about the wife occasionally came out.

Although his wife was not a wife at the time, Mr. Gu would also take care of her affairs, reminding him to suppress the heat and not let the situation ferment.

Assistant Fang didn't understand. Every time before, Mr. Gu was calm and relaxed, but this time, he seemed to be very concerned.

Obviously fake, what is he angry about?

...

On the other side, Mr. Gu is playing chess with An An.

To be precise, he was teaching her to play chess.

An An is very smart. She has two short legs crossed, her hands resting on her cheeks, and she thinks seriously, which really taught her something.

Although playing chess with a child and crushing her is a matter of minutes, it feels really good to have a little person to interact with.

Anyway, no matter what, he is stronger than his own son.

That kid, every time he played chess with him indifferently, seemed reluctant.

There is no cute little girl in front of her at all.

"It's your turn! Come down!" An An said.

Old Man Gu touched his chin with great interest.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

"Yicheng?" Old Man Gu answered the phone.

"I have something to do. I will come to pick up An An later at night." Gu Yicheng said.

Old Man Gu responded, hung up the phone, and concentrated on playing chess.

One old and one small stayed in the study for a long time, and even took two bites at noon, and soon returned to the study.

Looking at this scene, Sister Li couldn't help snickering while cleaning up the dining table.

I really don't know whether the old is with the young or the young is with the old.

An An spent several hours with the old man and found that the other party was not so scary.

Just like the director's uncle, it's just fierce on the surface.

After the little dumpling came to a conclusion, he became bold and tugged at the corner of Old Man Gu's clothes: "Can we go out to play?"

Old Man Gu glanced at her: "I won't go."

An An lowered her head.

Seeing her disappointed expression, Old Man Gu hesitated for a moment: "Where do you want to go?"

The little dumpling's eyes lit up: "Park?"

"What fun is there in the park." Old Man Gu said.

Thirty minutes later, the driver of the Gu family took the old man and An An to the gate of the park.

Along the way, An An was so happy that she jumped and ran ahead.

Old Man Gu shouted from behind, "Slow down, don't run away."

This little guy is a celebrity in the family now, and he can't afford to lose her.

An An was running in the park in a flash, and stopped when she passed a group of old men.

These old men are playing chess in the park gazebo.

The little dumplings stood with their hands behind their backs and looked at them solemnly.

An old man with no hair lost several games in a row. He was in a irritable mood. He saw the little girl with a pestle on the side and rushed people angrily: "Go, go, don't block me here."

This man was too rude, and An An immediately turned around to rescue soldiers.

The old man Gu came aggressively: "How do you talk? The child is standing next to him, neither making noise nor making a fuss. What's getting in your way?"

The bald man frowned: "Do you understand her? Is it annoying to just stand like this?"

"I understand." An An interjected weakly.

The old man Gu was happy: "Our little girl not only understands, but maybe even better than you."

"Just blow it." The other party hummed and asked his opponent to stand up, "She played well, you let her play!"

Old Man Gu has been a decent person for most of his life, but he is too lazy to break up with these retired old men, and is about to leave with the little dumplings.

But who knows, An An is already sitting on the other side.

"Okay." She said softly.

An An sits in front of the bald old man.

Master Gu: ? ? ?

She is really confident.

The bald old man didn't expect this little guy to dare to sit down, and he was immediately aroused by fighting spirit.

At this time, Mr. Gu stood beside him and decided not to let his granddaughter suffer.

The chess game begins.

Grandpa Gu guided him on the side.

The bald man said, "Didn't you say let her go down by herself?"

The old man Gu snorted lightly: "She will go down by herself. If you still lose, I'm afraid you won't be able to get along in this park."

The bald uncle looked at Gu Songting carefully.

This man was about the same age as himself, but he was dressed in extraordinary manners. Hearing him finish in a sentence, he was really intimidated.

I am a regular visitor to this park. If I really lose to a little guy, wouldn't I want to laugh off the big teeth of other old men?

Next, An An under the guidance of Mr. Gu