Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

The two girls were facing the corridor sideways and did not notice someone approaching from behind.

"Yan Hua returns to China today, don't you know?"

One of the girls, with huge eyes and a face as delicate as a doll, mustered up the courage to speak with a slightly harsh tone.

Leng Qingqing raised her eyebrows, seeming a little surprised and curious: "...Yan Hua?"

Why is everyone mentioning this name.

However, in the girl's eyes, this look was interpreted as another interpretation.

The big-eyed girl took a step forward, raised her snow-white chin, stared at her with glass-beaded pupils, and asked with a strong questioning tone: "I heard that Yan Hua cultivated you in every possible way and worked hard to make you popular. You betrayed someone who was so kind to you, doesn’t your conscience hurt?”

conscience? Leng Qingqing opened her eyes wide: "Of course not."

The system shouted: "Because she has no conscience at all!"

Speaking of which, Leng Qingqing didn't remember everything that happened a few years ago.

She did not inherit some of the original owner's memories, some were insignificant, and some were useful.

Just like Yan Hua.

She could pull out a memory from her mind that matched this person, but she couldn't remember things from a long time ago clearly, as if they were covered in fog and hazy.

Yan Hua can be considered a lonely bole, but Leng Qingqing is not a thousand-mile horse. She is not even a good horse. She spends her days doing nothing but showing off her beautiful female stars and fantasizing about marrying into a wealthy family.

I don’t know who it was that instilled in the original owner something as unrealistic as the dream of a wealthy family.

And the most dramatic thing is that she actually did it.

However, Yan Hua was extremely kind to Leng Qingqing.

The original owner was such a pile of mud that couldn't hold up the wall, and his mind was not on his career, so he naturally had no hope of Hong's life.

Yan Hua was not as strict with her as he was with other artists. He never put pressure on her and provided her with all kinds of resources that matched her status. He even did not hesitate to offend many of his artists because of Leng Qing.

It’s a pity that Leng Qingqing betrayed Yan Hua for ‘love’.

Yan Hua naturally refused to agree to her termination of the contract, so Leng Qingqing fought a legal battle with the company for half a year. After being compensated with huge liquidated damages, he regained his freedom.

At this point, the two completely broke up. After Leng Qingqing got married, her former agent Yan Hua went abroad to recuperate. It has been four years now.

Leng Qingqing didn't know what the disease was, but her memory told her that Yan Hua was frail, sick all year round, had inconvenient legs and feet, and relied on a wheelchair to travel.

In the past four years, Yan Hua has not come back, but all his artists are dedicated and their careers are outstanding.

It can be seen that Yan Hua is very capable. Not to mention winning people's hearts, he must have some real skills.

"What are you talking about? It seems very lively."

Xu Zan walked over and inserted himself between the two of them, with his hands behind his back and a cold look that was a bit bluffing.

"Xu, Brother Xu!"

The two girls looked at each other.

They didn't know how much he heard what he just said, their faces instantly turned pale, they said hello and left in a hurry.

When Xu Zan came, Leng Qingqing had a question in her mind: "Compared with you and Yan Hua, who is more powerful?"

She had a curious tone, as if she really didn't know anything.

Xu Zan glanced at her calmly and tossed the question back: "As Yan Hua's most favored artist, don't you know how much he weighs?"

Leng Qingqing seemed to realize that Xu Zan's purpose of signing her was not as simple as she thought. She blinked and smiled as if she accidentally mentioned: "Then what is the grudge between you two?"

Xie Xie pricked up his ears, like a pair of eyes hidden in the dark night, and raised them silently.

"........."

Xu Zan stopped answering. He found that the two newly signed artists did not seem to be fuel-efficient lamps.

It can even be described as wolf-like and tiger-like, which made him a little unhappy.

After a long while, he finally spoke, but his answer was incorrect.

"You also know that Yan Hua is a lunatic. He has returned to China. You'd better be careful."

-

"Why he said Yan Hua was a madman, I can't remember anything."

On the way to pick up Huo Yanheng from school, Qing Qing was puzzled.

The memory from a certain time period to the past was completely frozen. She was thinking about it for a while, and she didn't think about anything in the past.

When I asked the system, the system didn't understand.

The system's voice sounded a little embarrassed: "I don't know, Yan Hua didn't even appear. The author only mentioned it. I swear he only appeared once in the book!"

Leng Qingqing held her forehead, leaned her elbow against the car window, and looked out the window.

"When you come into this world, everyone is a real person with flesh and blood, and everyone is ridiculously smart. It's not as simple as what is written in the book."

The system agreed: "Who would have thought that with just one variable appearing, the plot of the entire world would also change. But that's exactly what you came for. At least Huo Yanheng is changing for the better, isn't it?"

It seems so, but.

Leng Qingqing frowned, feeling that something was not right, so she asked the system.

"Do you think based on my relationship with Huo Yanheng now, if we get divorced, he will leave me?"

The system actually went silent when asked. This was a completely subconscious reaction, indicating that it was not sure.

But in order to comfort the host and give confidence, it is still full of confidence.

"Of course. If you are so kind to Huo Yanheng, he will definitely be willing to leave you. After all, people's hearts are made of flesh."

If Huo Yanheng was unwilling to follow Leng Qingqing, what a mess the plot would be.

-

Imperial Airport, terminal building.

Cloudless.

A wheelchair was pushed towards the airport exit, its wheels sliding across the shiny marble floor.

"Brother Yan, are you feeling better?" The assistant bent down and asked in a low voice, looking a little worried.

The man in the wheelchair coughed twice and shook his head slowly.

The man's pale and slender fingers grasped the armrest, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "She was signed away by Xu Zan?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, nodded, and the two of them had already left the hall. The few strands of air-conditioning brought out from the hall were instantly evaporated, making the whole person hot and sweaty.

The assistant was so hot that his front was wet with sweat, but he saw that the young man in the wheelchair was pale, with light-colored pupils staring straight ahead, and his cheeks didn't even have a trace of sunburn. He was wearing a shirt, and his body was dry and without sweat. Pure and pure, like a jade-like dummy.

The car came and stopped in front of the two of them.

The young man's pale lips moved, remembering something, his light-colored pupils narrowed like lightning, and his expression seemed to be flashed by a bright light.

Seeing the wind, he coughed, hoarse his voice, and whispered infatuatedly, not knowing who he was addressing.

"It's been four years."

"She still doesn't know that staying with me is the safest place."