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Xu Yi claimed that his family was very busy with work and had no time to answer the phone.

So no matter how much the director team tried to persuade him, he still refused to take the initiative to make a phone call to his family.

But Su Ye clearly saw the envy and longing in his eyes when other people called their families to express their thoughts to each other.

Chinese traditional festivals place great emphasis on family reunion.

Who doesn’t want to be reunited with his family during the holiday?

So Xu Yi must be thinking about his family far away at the moment.

However, the parties concerned were unwilling to cooperate in this kind of matter, and the director team could not force it, so they could only skip Xu Yi's part.

It's Su Ye's turn next.

Under the gaze of everyone, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of Lao Yang who was number one in her address book.

"Beep beep..."

A minute passed, and there was no movement except the busy signal coming from the receiver of the mobile phone.

No one answered the phone.

Something to be expected.

Yang Meng's father is a very busy man, and he probably doesn't even give himself a holiday during the holidays.

I don’t know which country I am currently busy discussing business in.

Su Ye smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, my dad is usually very busy, so he may not have time to answer the phone now."

Everyone expressed confusion. After all, it was a holiday, and no matter how shameless the boss was, he still had to give his employees a holiday.

So everyone began to speculate about Su Ye's father's occupation.

"Mengmeng, what does your dad do? Why are you so busy during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Yeah, you don't have any holidays on any statutory holidays at work?"

Just as Su Ye was about to explain, his cell phone rang suddenly.

She looked down and saw that it was Lao Yang calling back.

After the call was connected, Yang's father's doting voice came over the phone.

"Hey, Mengmeng, have you eaten?"

"Why did you suddenly remember to call dad? Did you not have enough money?"

As expected, he was his biological father. The first thing he said was that he was concerned about whether his precious daughter had eaten.

Su Ye's tone was as usual, "After eating, Dad, have you forgotten what day it is today?"

"Isn't your birthday next month? Don't worry, Dad will remember it for you. Aren't you going to your favorite amusement park? Can Dad buy you an amusement park then?"

Playground?

She only remembered that there was a photo of her childhood and her parents in Yang Meng's room, and the background seemed to be a playground.

So she doesn’t like to go to the amusement park, but she likes to go to the amusement park with her parents.

It’s hard to avoid feeling a little sad when I think about this.

Yang Meng is just an eighteen-year-old girl. She has been away from her parents a lot since she was a child. The birthday gift she wants most is for her parents to put down work and spend time with her.

Perhaps affected by the strong longing for the original owner, Su Ye's voice was a little choked.

"It's not my birthday. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. Have you forgotten?"

The other person on the phone said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "It's the Dragon Boat Festival. Oh, you see, dad has been busy running around and forgotten these days. My daughter, happy holidays. If you want to eat or play, just tell me. Dad Call someone to make arrangements for you immediately."

"No, dad, I don't need this. I'm calling you today just to say happy holidays. You should pay attention to your health when you are abroad, and you should take care of yourself no matter how busy you are at work."

Father Yang on the other side of the phone had tears in his eyes, "Hey, okay, my precious daughter has grown up and knows that she feels sorry for her father. I'm sorry, Mengmeng, I haven't been with you much these years. I hope you don't blame your father."

"How could it be, Dad? Happy holidays!"

"Well, happy holidays..."

Father Yang seemed to want to say something more, but there was a voice on the other end of the phone urging him, so he had to say a few words in a hurry.

"Mengmeng, you have to take good care of yourself. When you finish spending the money, tell your dad that he has to go to work and hang up."

He hung up the phone in a hurry before even saying goodbye.

Su Ye, who was immersed in the phone just now, didn't realize that the people around her were staring at her. It wasn't until the phone hung up that she noticed the change in the way everyone looked at her.

"Mengmeng, what does your family do? You can buy whatever you want from the amusement park."

"Mengmeng, your father loves you so much."

"Mengmeng, it turns out you are still the second generation of rich people."

Even the director team was surprised. They thought Su Ye was just an ordinary amateur, but they didn't expect that his true identity was a wealthy second generation who kept his secret.

Judging from the tone of her father's words, he is definitely not a small business owner. He is also a big boss with a net worth of over 100 million.

Su Ye was a little embarrassed when asked, so he could only say perfunctorily that his father was an ordinary businessman.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the "ordinary" she said is definitely not ordinary.

Fortunately, the director came out in time to control the situation and told everyone that it was getting late and asked everyone to go back to their rooms to rest.

It can be said that I was physically and mentally exhausted at the end of the day.

The phone call to Yang's father made Su Ye couldn't help but think of his father, and he couldn't sleep for a long time at night.

There is a small garden behind the villa, and the balcony on the top floor faces the garden.

She was standing by the balcony blowing the wind, but happened to see Xu Yi walking in the garden.

It was so late, everyone else was basically asleep.

How could he go for a walk in the garden alone?

In fact, it's not entirely accurate to say he was walking. To be more precise, he was pacing back and forth in the garden, looking down at his phone from time to time.

It seemed like something was on his mind.

Su Ye was a little curious and couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply went downstairs to chat with Xu Yi.

As soon as she walked into the garden, she saw Xu Yi holding up his mobile phone as if he was calling someone.

"Hey, Dad."

Her steps paused, Xu Yi was calling his father.

Didn't he hate calling his family today? Why did he go to the garden to make a phone call secretly in the middle of the night?

Although it is unethical to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, curiosity ultimately prevailed over morality.

Su Ye decided to hide aside and eavesdrop for a while.

Under the cover of night, Xu Yi did not notice Su Ye's approach.

It took him almost all the courage to make this call.

On the other side of the phone was my father's anger.

"You don't want this home anymore, why are you calling me back?"

"Dad, I..."

"Don't call me dad. From the moment you step out of the house, I am no longer your dad!"

"dad……"

Su Ye couldn't hear the voice on the phone. She only saw Xu Yi put down the phone before he could even say a complete sentence.

The other party should have hung up first.

Judging from this, he must have some conflict with his family.

Under the cold moonlight, Xu Yi's back looked particularly lonely.

Su Ye finally stood up, "Were you talking to your dad on the phone just now?"

Xu Yi didn't seem surprised by Su Ye's sudden appearance.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, he didn't turn around to look at her.

She continued: "I'm sorry, I accidentally heard you calling me just now."