That night, Ling Zihuan stayed awake all night.

She thought of millions of possibilities, but she never expected that her second uncle would be in the hospital.

The little girl's heart was uncomfortable with the fire.

She even began to wonder if Qiao Mu was dying?

If it was an ordinary illness, how could it be possible not to contact her for so long, unless...... Sick.

This realization made Ling Zihuan panic.

She sat in the living room of her apartment, her big eyes filled with panic and anxiety.

Suddenly, she didn't know what she had to do.

It seems that a lot of things have become meaningless.

She couldn't understand the origin of this mood, looking at the twilight outside the window at the alternation of day and night, she couldn't help but call the fourth uncle again.

She wanted to return to China, and she couldn't wait for a moment.

......

The day after returning to Licheng, Yan Shiqi began to get very busy.

Cheng Yenan called her earlier, and asked her to return to work as soon as possible.

After all, just finished filming a big production on the screen, and it is a good time to bless the heat.

Wen Cheng had already moved into the villa next door to her, and early in the morning of that day, she took the nanny car to Tiancheng Entertainment.

In the office, Cheng Yenan was sitting at the window smoking with Erlang's legs crossed, still wearing a fancy shirt and dark trousers.

Hearing the sound of the office door behind him, he glanced back slightly, and suddenly looked at the smiling and groaning look of Shang Yan, his handsome face sank, and he snorted angrily, "If I didn't call you yesterday, are you going to withdraw from the circle directly?"

He's never seen such a freewheeling artist!

Yan Shiqi was carrying a gift bag in his hand, as if he knew that he was at a loss, and while walking up to him and throwing the gift bag in his arms, he said with a smile, "No, something is indeed wrong, otherwise it wouldn't have been delayed for so long." ”

Cheng Yenan glanced at her, biting the cigarette butt and looking at his arms, "What is it? ”

Not a gift...... Just a cigarette bought at the supermarket at the door.

Yan Shiqi cleared his throat and sat down at the conference table, "I know you love to smoke, this is the brand of Dijing, you try it." ”

Hearing the sound, Cheng Yenan opened the gift bag suspiciously, and when he saw the cigarette, his face stinked again.

Zhongnanhai cigarettes that can be seen all over the street, are you so careless with gifts?

He endured it, but chose to shut up, and put the cigarette on the table by the way, planning to take it back to the office and supply it later!

This must be the first time Seventeen has bought him a gift.

Although he didn't see any sincerity, he was content!

Cheng Yenan screwed the burned cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and after he took a sip of water, he looked at the inkstone, "How did you think about what I told you yesterday?"

In the past nearly half a month, you haven't even posted a Weibo. Fans are about to blow up Tiancheng Entertainment's official WeChat.

If you don't show up, they'll really think you're hidden.

I've recently observed that live streaming and software like small videos are very popular, and I'm going to let you start a live broadcast and simply interact with fans. ”

At work, Cheng Yenan is never ambiguous.

His suggestion is rarely refuted.

After thinking for a moment, she sat at the table and nodded with her cheeks propped up, "Then listen to you, what is the theme of the live broadcast?"

Cheng Yenan opened the folder on the table and pushed it in front of her, obviously well prepared, "It's called "A Day in the Life of a Supermodel". Straight from the moment you wake up in the morning, and broadcast your whole day in between.

You didn't announce your marriage certificate online, if you want, the live broadcast location starts from your home first!"