She Came To My Concert

Shi Xueer's dizziness frightened Zhu Wenshu quite a bit.

Zhu Qisen was not in Jiangcheng, and she didn't dare to ask Ling Chen for help at this time, for fear of sending Shi Xueer away directly.

Fortunately, after she and Ying Fei hurriedly carried Shi Xueer downstairs to the hospital, she woke up.

Stimulation is one aspect, and the main reason is that Shi Xueer has hypoglycemia. After a night of hangover, she hasn't eaten for a whole day, and her body can no longer support her.

There was no one in the nearby clinic, and after the glucose drip was put on, Shi Xueer lay on the bed too excited to speak, holding Zhu Wenshu's hand, hmm, like a dying person.

After the sugar in her body was enough, she started crying and laughing inexplicably, and finally said incoherently that she had absolutely nothing wrong with Ling Chen, and she just wanted to be a blood-related sister with Zhu Wenshu after two hiccups .

Even Ying Fei, who is relatively introverted at ordinary times, was infected by her, talking nonsense about how she was just angry with Ye Shaoxing, who always couldn't beat Ling Chen, so she blackmailed him and scolded him, so she deleted all Weibo Tell Ling Chen not to sue her for slander.

And Shi Xueer was still able to interject and stab Ying Fei, but Ying Fei was not to be outdone and went back.

The two talked to each other, causing nurses to come in frequently to ask if there was anything wrong.

Zhu Wenshu felt his head was about to explode, and realized that his intuition was right. It was really overwhelming for these two people to know the truth.

It wasn't until the drip was finished that Zhu Wenshu calmed down the black powder.

It was late at night, and after sending Shi Xueer away, Zhu Wenshu and Ying Fei didn't have much energy left, and went home in silence all the way.

After cleaning the house again, before returning to their rooms, Ying Fei opened the door with only a crack exposed.

I have one last question.

Zhu Wenshu turned around: Yes.

Ying Fei: Is it true that Ling Chen has a son on the Internet?

Zhu Wenshu: ?

Ying Fei paused, and looked down at Zhu Wenshu's stomach.

You never had a baby, did you?

Zhu Wenshu: ...

Because of the episode of Shi Xueer's illness, Zhu Wenshu was unable to work that night.

In the next few days, she hurried and hurried, and finally finished the MOOC and courseware two days ago, packed her things and returned to Huiyang.

Zhu Wenshu has a biological uncle who takes turns eating at the two families for New Year's Eve dinner every year. This year it happens to be their turn to treat guests.

After six o'clock in the evening, my father and grandma were busy in the kitchen.

When Zhu Wenshu received Ling Chen's video, he was playing with his nephew in the living room.

Seeing that there was a lot of trouble at home, she planned to go to the balcony to receive the video.

Unexpectedly, the little nephew was not happy and didn't want to leave for a moment, so Zhu Wenshu could only hug him and sit on the balcony.

Aren't you about to go on stage?

When the video was connected, the little nephew in Zhu Wenshu's arms was twitching. She hurriedly hugged him tightly, and had no time to look at the screen carefully.

It wasn't until the voice came from the phone that Zhu Wenshu turned his head and looked at him intently.

In the picture, Ling Chen only showed his upper body, wearing a black and white formal suit. Behind him, the stylist was doing his hair, but his eyes were fixed on the camera.

In just two or three seconds, several staff members gathered around to watch, including an actor Zhu Wenshu knew very well.

Ling Chen didn't notice that there were so many people around him, and he didn't turn his head until he saw Zhu Wenshu in his phone coughed a little uncomfortably.

With one look, the crowd dispersed like birds and animals, and the stylist continued to style his hair. Only the actor smiled and waved at the camera.

Backstage, soon.

After speaking, Ling Chen felt a little uncomfortable, raised his hand and pulled off his bow tie.

In fact, Ling Chen doesn't like to wear formal clothes when he is working, and the loose sweater on weekdays seems to be nailed to him.

But Zhu Wenshu looked at him in a formal suit, straight and upright, which complemented his clear and sharp facial contours, adding a bit of confidence and flamboyance.

Especially when the tie is loose...

It's a pity that Ling Chen was in the middle of talking, and Zhuang Zao Shi who was at the side immediately came to stop him and told him not to move around.

Ling Chen pursed his lips and lowered his hands helplessly.

not yet eat?

he asks.

It's going to be eaten soon, the table is full.

While talking, Zhu Wenshu saw Lu Manman handing over a cup of black coffee.

Have you eaten yet?

I didn't eat much.

After Ling Chen took two sips of coffee, he said, Dangling my life with this.

Why don't you eat more? Today is—

In the middle of speaking, Zhu Wenshu suddenly stopped and sighed.

He shouldn't feel like Chinese New Year. The New Year's Eve dinner is also a work meal, so she wouldn't have any appetite for it.

What are you doing?

Seeing her distressed expression, Ling Chen said with a smile, I'm just afraid that I'm full—

Zhu Wenshu raised his eyes: Huh?

There will be hiccups on stage.

...

Zhu Wenshu tried his best to hold back for two seconds, but still couldn't help laughing while buried next to his nephew's head.

Are you going to perform a sketch today?

If you think about it, it's not impossible for me to change my career. On the screen, Ling Chen said, But others are making the people of the whole country happy, and I only make you happy.

Zhu Wenshu didn't have time to talk to him, so he smiled for a while, and the little nephew in his arms asked, Auntie, who is this brother?

Zhu Wenshu suddenly raised his head and pinched his nephew's face.