Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Mrs. Yan's expression softened a little, "Wenzhou, why are you back at this time?"

Yan Wenzhou's expression was cold, "Director Yan has been busy with weddings recently and has done everything himself. Shenlong has always seen the beginning but not the end. It's not easy to meet him."

Listening to Yan Wenzhou's sarcastic words, Yan Tingsong lowered his face and stood up, "Come to the study with me."

Mrs. Yan said angrily: "Why did you ask him to go to the study? If you have anything to do, just say it here! I want to see what you dare to do to my precious grandson!"

Yan Wenzhou said calmly: "Some things are really not suitable to be said in public."

Mrs. Yan also murmured in her heart when she saw Yan Wenzhou's attitude.

The father and son went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the study, Yan Tingsong said straight to the point: "If you want to use those evidences to threaten me and make me cancel the wedding, you can save it."

"The banquet director would rather go to jail than marry someone."

"Yan Wenzhou, everything you have today is from me!" Yan Tingsong said solemnly, "I am your father, what good will it do to you if you send me to prison?"

Yan Wenzhou said nonchalantly: "You gave it to me? You have been guarding me against thieves all these years for that woman. What have you given me? You know, you are my father, but you don't know that you think we are enemies."

Yan Tingsong breathed a long sigh of relief, "You should know my behavior. It is impossible for me not to leave a way out for myself. If you dare to act rashly, your mother will not get good results."

Yan Wenzhou took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said calmly: "Wen Yonghan was not the only one you forced to death back then."

Yan Tingsong sneered, "So what? Yan Wenzhou, how much cleaner can your mother's hands be than mine."

……

Early the next morning, Yu Wei, Yao Lin, and Ning Hao flew to Anshi for the final shooting.

During the filming break, Ning Hao was like a curious baby, asking questions, and Yu Wei answered him patiently, and also shared a lot of knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine with everyone.

Someone suggested, "Sister Weiwei, I think after filming the documentary, you can become a self-media specializing in popularizing knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine."

Ning Hao smiled and said, "Sister, I must be your most loyal fan."

Yu Wei teased him, "Didn't you say you wanted to become a disciple before? Do you want to become a fan instead of an apprentice?"

Ning Hao's eyes immediately lit up, "Sister, are you really planning to accept me as your apprentice?"

Yu Wei smiled and said, "You can stay with me first and be an assistant. However, being my assistant will be very busy and may delay your acting career."

Ning Hao said nonchalantly: "I don't have much resources anyway, so I'm willing to be my sister's assistant."

After the filming ended in the evening, everyone went to experience the nightlife in Anshi.

Yu Wei was sitting in a booth at the bar, watching the demons dancing on the dance floor, drinking a glass of wine, and there were two figures pulling together in her mind. After a while, she seemed to hear him calling softly, Yu Wei.

After a while, I seemed to hear him say confidently again, I don't regret it.

Yao Lin sat next to her and clinked glasses with her, "Your brows are so frowned that you could kill a fly. He is just a man. If he makes you unhappy, just break up with him."

Yu Wei swung the wine glass and took a sip of wine, "I promised him not to break up with him."

"Yu Weiwei, stop fooling yourself." Yao Lin looked at her helplessly, "You really want to break up with him. The promises you made when you were in love are nothing. Since you don't want to break up, don't continue to embarrass yourself."

Yu Wei drank the remaining wine in one gulp, her voice filled with bitterness, "But I don't know how to continue with him."

From now on, will she have to guess whether everything he says to her is true or false?

Closing her eyes, it felt like she was at that wedding again, with so many pairs of eyes staring at her, laughing at her, despising her, and no one reached out to help her.

She had never been so scared, and God knew how much effort it took her to leave that wedding.

As soon as she thought that he was also responsible for this, her heart ached as if it was about to burst.

The filming in Anshi went smoothly. When the group returned to the Imperial Capital, it was already the eve of the wedding of Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe.

Yu Wei rushed to the Mid-Levels Villa. There were many people in the villa and it was busier than usual. People were sitting in the living room, gathering in groups and talking.

The servant saw Yu Wei and took her upstairs.

Song Qinghe's medical team is standing outside the bedroom door, ready at any time.

Yu Wei walked into the room. Song Qinghe was lying on the bed. His overall appearance was not very good. When she saw Yu Wei, her eyes brightened a little.

"Weiwei, why did you come just now?"

"Some things have been delayed, but don't worry, I will give you another acupuncture tonight. You will be more energetic tomorrow."

Song Qinghe held her hand and said, "No hurry, where have you been these past few days? Can you talk to me?"

Yu Wei said in a relaxed tone, "I went to An City. When I was a child, my grandfather and I used to go there to buy medicinal materials."

"Were you naughty when you were a child?" Song Qinghe looked at her gently, "Have you ever been beaten?"

Yu Wei smiled and said, "When I was a child, my grandfather often said that I was a tomboy. I did a lot of naughty and mischievous things. My grandfather was often angry with me, but he couldn't bear to really hit me. At most, he would scare me."

Thinking of the past, Yu Wei felt a little melancholy, "When I was older, my temper became much calmer, because grandpa said that the most important thing to avoid in medicine is impetuousness."

Song Qinghe wanted to reach out and touch her face, but resisted.

Yu Wei came back to her senses and looked at her with a smile, "You have to cheer up and be the most beautiful bride tomorrow."

"Weiwei, tomorrow..."

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Yan Tingsong looked stern and cold, and he didn't even knock on the door.

When Song Qinghe saw Yan Tingsong, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Yan Tingsong looked at Yu Wei and said in a restrained voice, "Doctor Yu, please go out first."

Yu Wei nodded, stood up, and left the room.

Several people at the door were talking among themselves.

Several servants moved the wedding dress out of the guest room. Seeing the wedding dress, Yu Wei was a little surprised. The originally beautiful wedding dress was cut into pieces with scissors and became dilapidated.

"I saw Madam enter the guest room with scissors today."

"Didn't she design this wedding dress herself? Why did she cut it into pieces?"

"Isn't the wedding tomorrow? The wedding dress is cut into pieces. What will she wear?"

Several servants talked about it and moved the wedding dress downstairs.

in the room.

Yan Tingsong looked at the woman sitting on the bed and said in a hoarse voice, "Qinghe, why?"

"Tingsong, I'm sorry."

"Why destroy the wedding dress?"

Song Qinghe looked at him calmly, "Because there will never be a wedding for you and me."

Yan Tingsong walked to the bed and held her shoulders, his eyes red, "Why? Tell me, why?"