The Actress is My Favorite

A few seconds later, Yun Feiwu opened his eyes with difficulty and said confusedly: "Huh?"

The voice was incredibly soft, like the unconscious whimpering of a puppy.

In the darkness, Xia Shutong looked up and saw a pair of watery eyes.

She couldn't see clearly the expression in Yun Feiwu's eyes, but she felt that Yun Feiwu seemed to be really sleepy. Her eyes were watery and sparkling, and her voice was a grunt coming from her throat, making people want to rub her.

"Maomao, did you fall asleep just now?" Xia Shutong asked in a low voice.

"...Hmm." Yun Feiwu muttered, then lowered his head and rubbed Xia Shutong's chest, "Sister, I'm sleepy."

Xia Shutong's body went limp and she didn't dare to move. After a long time, she rubbed Yun Feiwu's head, only to find that the wolf fell asleep again.

Xia Shutong was stunned.

Yun Feiwu's physical strength has always been very good, why did he have to go to bed so early today? Is it because they... in the afternoon?

That's not the case, right? I am much gentler than the wolf, and I only came here once in the afternoon. Unlike the night before yesterday, when Yun Feiwu finally returned home from the grassland, she was so upset that she almost didn't sleep all night.

Xia Shutong didn't know that after Yun Feiwu heard her audio and the phone call between her and Xia Yuansi last night, he almost didn't sleep a wink all night. This morning, he got out of bed after six o'clock and took the car to Xia's home. Here at the house, I had a warm relationship with Xia Shutong again in the afternoon, and now I am very tired.

"Good night, Maomao." Xia Shutong stopped thinking about it, hugged Yun Feiwu tighter, and said in a breathy voice.

After saying that, she closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

…

Xia Shutong had a long, scattered dream.

She dreamed of forgotten parts of her time.

Nineteen years old, summer.

Xia Shutong took a plane for the first time. The ringing in his ears was severe, but he did not dare to say anything to the old man next to him.

The man said that his name was Xia Cha and he was her grandfather.

And she turned out to be the daughter of the Xia family who had been missing for many years. Her name is not Xia Ruan, but Xia Shutong.

From beginning to end, Xia Shutong didn't dare to look at Xia Cha. She always lowered her head, bit her lip when she felt uncomfortable, and got through it without saying a word. Even if there were tears in the corners of his eyes from time to time, he would quickly wipe them away so as not to be noticed by the people next to him.

Xia Cha didn't look at her much until he got off the plane and got into a luxury car. Then Xia Cha looked at her in the back seat, squinted his eyes and said to her slowly:

"Tongtong, you will be the eldest lady of the Xia family from now on, and you will take over the Xia family's company. Just forget about the past."

There was clearly a smile in Xia Cha's eyes, but it made people feel cold. It was as if under his eyes, he was just an exquisite commodity, not a living person.

Xia Shutong nodded tremblingly.

She remembered Xia Cha's eyes. For many days in the future, she tried hard to imitate this look in front of outsiders.

However, Xia Cha patted her shoulder with dissatisfaction: "Tongtong, the person in charge of the Xia family cannot be afraid. If you are even afraid of grandpa, how will you face other people in the future?"

Xia Shutong's face turned pale, but she stopped shaking.

Xia Cha then looked away with satisfaction.

Soon, the car drove to the Xia family's villa.

Xia Shutong had filmed many scenes with Yun Feiwu and had seen many luxurious houses. But after entering the Xia family manor, she was still shocked by the decoration here.

When she was a child, she had been living in that small shabby house in Yuncheng. Even if he later moved into Xinghui's dormitory with Yun Feiwu, the conditions were not much better. Xia Shutong really couldn't believe that after today, she would live in this mansion...

It would be nice if the cats were there too.

Xia Shutong gritted his teeth to dispel the thought and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

There were not many people in the villa. First of all, there was a man in his forties with unfocused eyes, which made Xia Shutong feel very uncomfortable. Then there was the woman next to her, still in her forties, with picturesque almond eyes, luxuriously dressed, but her face was horribly haggard. She stared at Xia Shutong, as if she was about to cry. In the corner, a girl about the same age as Xia Shutong sat there, frowning, wondering what she was thinking.

There were only five people in the room, but a Manchu-Han banquet was placed on the table, and there was even an exquisite large cake in the middle.

Xia Shutong stared at the table blankly. Before she could react, the middle-aged woman rushed over, hugged her, and cried miserably: "Tongtong...it's mom who's sorry for you..."

Very unfamiliar voice.

Xia Shutong's body trembled helplessly because of fear.

However, the woman obviously didn't notice Xia Shutong's emotions. She just hugged Xia Shutong tightly and cried hissingly on her shoulder.

Xia Shutong felt warm tears dripping onto her shoulders, soaking her clothes. The sad aura on the woman's body seemed to be conveyed to Xia Shutong's heart along with the tears.

She subconsciously raised her hand and hugged the woman gently.

The woman's body was very thin, much thinner than a cat. Xia Shutong was even afraid that she might be seriously ill and might leave at any time.

Xia Shutong recalled Wang Xiaoning who died of illness in bed, and lowered her head, letting tears well up in her eyes.

Staged a tragic drama of mother and daughter reunion.

After that, Xia Shutong learned that the woman was her biological mother, Zhang Yirou. The man behind is his father, Xia Hongtao, and the girl is her sister Xia Hongye.