"Director Tang Yuan came to see you specially. It would be a bit awkward if he didn't even show his face, huh? What do you think?" Liu Yu'an coaxed softly.

Lin Wanwan sniffed and pursed her lips without saying anything. Liu Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He secretly glanced at her expression, worried that she would cry.

I didn’t cry, that’s okay.

Wanwan was too fragile right now, so Liu Yu'an became extremely careful when speaking, fearing that he might say something wrong and make her cry again.

He grabbed her hand and rubbed it in his palm, carefully choosing his words but not daring to show it. He was nervous but acted relaxed: "If you feel tired, let's go downstairs and say hello and come back, okay?"

Lin Wanwan lowered her head, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

"Hmm? Is that okay?"

I didn't dare to push too hard, but I couldn't help asking, so I had to be as gentle as possible.

"Is it good? Hmm?"

After Liu Yu'an uttered "hmm" several times in a rising tone, Lin Wanwan finally nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

Liu Yu'an breathed a sigh of relief, his tone became noticeably lighter, and he took Lin Wanwan's hand and stood up.

Lin Wanwan, who was still sitting on the bed, retracted her hand: “I, I want to put on some makeup and tidy up.”

".......OK."

Liu Yu'an agreed to this request very reluctantly.

After noticing that Wanwan was not feeling well a couple of days ago, I realized that there were signs of her collapse.

Xiaoyue had promised Wanwan not to tell anyone, but that day Liu Yu'an and Wang Yahong were discussing Wanwan's depression downstairs, and Xiaoyue heard it. Xiaoyue was afraid that Lin Wanwan would really get into trouble, so she told her discovery.

Wanwan has been in confinement for the past month, so logically she shouldn't be wearing any makeup. Strangely, when Xiaoyue was cleaning up, she found signs that Lin Wanwan's dressing table had been moved.

Moreover, this happened more than once.

Lin Wanwan is in confinement after giving birth and sleeps more. Xiaoyue thinks there might be a thief in the house who stole the cosmetics while the host was sleeping.

Because she didn't know who it was, Xiaoyue secretly observed for a while.

Finally, on a sunny afternoon, he caught...Lin Wanwan.

Because she wanted to catch a thief and was afraid of alerting the enemy, Xiaoyue pushed the door open carefully.

Then I was surprised to find that the hostess, who my mother said had fallen asleep, was actually sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup.

The makeup isn't weird, what's weird is how she puts it on.

Lin Wanwan put a lot of shadows on her cheeks, making her profile look grey and yellow, and her eyes were red, and it was unclear whether it was painted or because she had cried.

As she was painting, she seemed to suddenly collapse. Lin Wanwan took the makeup brush and hastily painted several circles on her face. She threw away the brush and lay on the dressing table, sobbing.

Xiaoyue was frightened and squatted at the door, not daring to go in or leave.

It was not until the crying of the people in the room gradually subsided and Xiaoyue's feet became numb from squatting that she rubbed her ankles and quietly stood up, preparing to sneak away.

She didn't know if it was because she was too nervous or her feet and legs were numb, but she couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.

She fell forward, which naturally pushed the door open and she fell into the house.

Then, now it’s Xiaoyue who got caught.

Xiaoyue suddenly fell in with a "bang". Lin Wanwan was startled and stood up and looked back.

Seeing this situation, Lin Wanwan had nothing to understand.

She didn't blame Xiaoyue, but she repeatedly warned her not to tell anyone what she saw today.

Xiaoyue agreed readily and kept her promise, and she really didn't tell anyone about it.

It was not until she heard Liu Yu'an and Wang Yahong say that Lin Wanwan might have postpartum depression that she couldn't help but speak out out of concern.

Only then did Liu Yu'an realize that Wanwan had been hiding herself all along.

That’s why I got so nervous when I heard Wanwan say that she wanted to put on some makeup and get ready.

He reached out to help Lin Wanwan tuck the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears, and gently advised: "Just fix your hair and clothes, just show up, don't make Director Tang wait too long."

Lin Wanwan grasped the corner of her clothes with her fingers and hummed softly.

I lay in bed for too long and my pajamas are full of wrinkles.

She changed into a set of light home clothes that could be worn outside, asked Xiaoyue to come over, and deftly braided her hair into a shrimp-shaped braid with her small hands before following Liu Yu'an out of the bedroom.

"I'm sorry for the delay. I hope you've been waiting for a long time, Director Tang."

Liu Yu'an explained the situation to Director Tang in advance, but he felt embarrassed for calling people over and making them wait in the living room for so long. He apologized before he even came down the stairs.

"It's okay, don't worry, I just went to see the children, the two little babies are white and clean, so cute.

It's up to her mother, isn't it? "

Director Tang spoke in a brisk tone, and Lin Wanwan's nervous state seemed to relax a little. Liu Yu'an pulled her downstairs, and when they both stood in front of Director Tang, he greeted her in a low voice:

"Director Tang."

Tang Yuan spoke naturally, as if he didn't notice anything wrong with her: "I'm reading a book recently, and I feel very emotional about it. I want to make it into a drama.

The first people that came to my mind were you two. There are two roles that are particularly suitable for you two to play.

I just came here as I thought of this, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"No, how could it be?"

Liu Yu'an responded, thinking that since he was here, Wanwan would not say a word when someone talked to her. Director Tang didn't know how to perform, so he winked at Xiaoyue who was standing at the kitchen door.

Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, turned around and went into the kitchen to take out her cell phone.

Within two seconds, Liu Yu'an's cell phone rang.

Liu Yu'an picked up the phone and walked out naturally: "You guys chat first, I'll go out and answer the phone."

'boom'

He walked out and closed the door. The person came out and immediately hung up the phone. He turned around and leaned against the door to eavesdrop.

Unfortunately, the house was too soundproof. Liu Yu'an lay on the door for a long time but heard nothing.

He paced back and forth in the doorway.

I wanted to go in but was afraid of disturbing Director Tang's performance. I wanted to turn around and go to the car to watch the surveillance, but was afraid of disturbing the psychologist's analysis of the situation.

About half an hour later, Director Tang opened the door and came out. Liu Yu'an immediately went to greet him: "Director Tang, what's going on?"

"Great."

Tang Yuan smiled and seemed to be very comfortable with it.

"I see you guys have been chatting for about half an hour. What did you talk about?"

"We didn't talk about anything, except that I had a role that was especially suitable for her."

"what?"

Is this related to psychology? Liu Yu'an was a little skeptical.

"Are you planning a new play recently?"

"No."

Director Tang answered very frankly, and he knew what Liu Yu'an wanted to hear, so he got back to the point:

"Wanwan is a little bit unconfident right now, so you should praise her more. It shouldn't be a harsh compliment, but you should show it inadvertently during the conversation so that she will believe it."

"Praise her? Will that help?"

"Hmm...it should have some effect. You've hired a psychologist, right? You should see what he says. I studied psychology in college and it's been years since I graduated. I haven't worked in this field, so I can't be sure."

At this point, Tang Yuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I have to go."

"Have a meal before you go. It's a pity for you to make such a trip."

"No, I have something else to do this afternoon."

Tang Yuan drove here by himself and didn't need anyone to see him off. He just waved his hand and left.

Liu Yu'an followed for a few steps, and when he saw the person get into the car and drive away, he immediately turned around and ran back to his own nanny car.

As soon as I opened the car door and saw the psychologist, I immediately asked, "How is it? Is it postpartum depression?"

"Hmm... yes and no. She has been feeling insecure for a while."

The psychologist sat inside with a computer in his arms, and asked Liu Yu'an to come up first before continuing, "To be precise, she should have had signs before giving birth..."

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