Hidden Marriage Uncle Can't See You

"Uncle, how is Xiao Yiyi?" After drinking a few mouthfuls of brown sugar water, Ye Mianmian carefully inquired about Xiao Yiyi. She hadn't had any information about Xiao Yiyi for a long time, and Ye Mianmian was going crazy thinking about him.

"He's fine, he can call Dad, Mom, and Grandpa." A few days ago, Ke Shihan and Ke Yunpeng had just passed a video call.

In front of the camera, Ke Shihan saw Xiao Yiyi whom he hadn't seen for a long time, now he can speak babbling, simple parents and grandpas.

"Really, Uncle, do you have his video or photo? I want to see it." Ye Mianmian's mood suddenly fluctuated, and his eyes were full of longing.

She hadn't seen Xiao Yiyi for several months, and wondered if he had grown taller.

"No." Even if there was, he wouldn't give it to Ye Mianmian. Ke Shihan was worried that Ye Mianmian would miss Xiao Yiyi even more after reading it.

Therefore, he didn't want to show Ye Mianmian at all.

"Uncle, let me go and see little Yiyi, even just a glance." Ye Mianmian looked at Ke Shihan beggingly, hoping that he would help her.

She is the mother of the child and she has the right to see her child.

"Now is not the time." Ke Shihan reached out and touched Ye Mianmian's head.

"It's not the time, so when is the time?" Uncle just didn't want her to see him, so why make so many excuses.

"Believe me, when the time is right, I will definitely let you see Xiao Yiyi." He could understand Ye Mianmian's desire to see Xiao Yiyi, but now is a very dangerous moment. People outside knew that he and Ye Mianmian had given birth to a child.

"Uncle, can I trust you again?" Ye Mianmian put the cup on the table, not wanting to hear such a promise again.

"If you don't believe me, who else can you trust?" Ke Shihan put his arms around Ye Mianmian, "Okay, let's not talk about this topic, if we talk about it, we will fight and have a good rest, I promise that one day I will let you talk to me My son appeared in front of everyone openly and aboveboard."

"Uncle, don't I understand what you mean by that?" Ye Mianmian was confused.

Uncle's thoughts were hidden so deeply that she couldn't see through him at all.

"It's not interesting, go to sleep, I'll go back when you fall asleep." Ke Shihan didn't want to explain, but the explanation was too clear, Ke Shihan was worried that Ye Mianmian would be frightened.

One less person who knows the secret means less danger.

Feeling that her uncle didn't want to tell her, Ye Mianmian didn't bother to ask any more. She knew that if her uncle didn't want to say anything, even if she broke the casserole and asked him to the end, he wouldn't reveal a single word.

Too lazy to move, Ye Mianmian just nestled in Ke Shihan's arms and fell asleep.

If the enemy doesn't move, she won't move either.

See how long uncle can carry it.

Just like that, thinking of Xiao Yiyi, Ye Mianmian pretended for several hours, and Ke Shihan didn't leave until it was almost midnight.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ye Mianmian immediately got up from the bed, uncle finally left...

Maintaining the same posture, Ye Mianmian hurried to the bathroom to take a bath with her stomach bloated and uncomfortable.

In less than 20 minutes, Ye Mianmian finished washing, and Yun Qiuqiu came back not long after.

"Mianmian, when I went upstairs just now, I saw your uncle, did he come to look for you?" Yun Qiuqiu asked Ye Mianmian while changing his shoes.

"Yes." Ye Mianmian nodded weakly.

Ye Mianmian was very lethargic as soon as she came to Auntie.

"Your uncle is here to harass you again?" I knew he was looking for Ye Mianmian. Ke Shihan really wanted to eat what was in the bowl and look at what was in the pot. What exactly did he want?
Yun Qiuqiu couldn't bear to watch anyone else.

"No, he just came over to take a look." Ye Mianmian shook her head, and then said, "Qiuqiu, my uncle is now our landlord, and we will pay him directly after paying the rent."

Yun Qiuqiu was drinking water, and spit it out, "Pfft, what are you talking about, your uncle is our landlord now?"

"Unexpected." When she first found out, she was as surprised as Yun Qiuqiu.

Even more exaggerated than her.

"Cough, then I won't be able to scold him behind my back in the future. What if he overhears and raises my rent?" Yun Qiuqiu wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth, and decided to flatter Ke Shihan more in the future. .

"You continue to scold, but he can't hear you." It was said that the poor cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be subdued. Yun Qiuqiu turned to her uncle so quickly, what kind of girlfriend did she have.

"Mianmian, your uncle still has feelings for you, and wants to get back together with you, Mianmian, have you ever thought that maybe one day you will reconcile with your uncle as before." Yun Qiuqiu walked to Ye Mianmian with a water glass At the door of the room, while drinking water, chatting with Ye Mianmian.

Ke Shihan has been very diligent in coming recently, and it can be seen that he still cares about Ye Mianmian.

"How is it possible, the relationship between the two of us has never started..." Marriage is muddled, even her husband is not clear, how can this relationship be affectionate, Ye Mianmian sighed, and did not want to talk about this topic anymore , "Go take a shower, you smell like alcohol, how much have you drunk?"

"Speaking out will scare you to death." Yun Qiuqiu breathed indecently at Ye Mianmian.

"Yun Qiuqiu, you're going to die." The smell of alcohol was so bad, Ye Mianmian hurriedly pinched her nose and urged, "Brush your teeth and go take a bath, Yun Qiuqiu."

"Obey!" Yun Qiuqiu turned and went back to her room.

She also felt that her body smelled of alcohol, and she was about to faint.

After Yun Qiuqiu left, Ye Mianmian also went back to her room to sleep.

It was a good night's dream, and it was already the next day when I opened my eyes again.

After washing up, Ye Mianmian went to work.

However, this day was destined to be an uneasy day. As soon as Ye Mianmian entered the studio, she heard the photographer and art director Mike arguing. Ye Mianmian stood at the door and listened for a while.

"The advertising posters shot by your groups are still not good..." The art director threw the USB flash drive in front of the photographers, deliberately making things difficult for them.

"Where is it wrong? Is it a problem with the shooting angle, or is it that the photo was not repaired, or that I didn't take the picture well enough?" the photographer questioned Mike. This was their second reshoot, but Guan always wanted to give them an explanation.

"No, I just think the spokesperson's standing posture with the perfume is a bit ugly. If she can change her posture a little bit, it might be more perfect." After all, we are colleagues, and it's not good to tear your face. Mike implicitly expressed his dissatisfaction with Ye Mianmian .

"You mean Ye Mianmian isn't good enough?" The photographer finally understood Mike's point.

"No, I always feel that there is something missing." Mike squeezed his chin, pretending to be thinking, "I think this set of posters can enlarge Yin Xiner's picture."

After Mike finished speaking, the photographer instantly understood what Mike meant.

He took the opportunity to praise Yin Xin'er.