I have my own deodorant, and I am troubled every day

"Split" crew.

The staff member was holding a large bunch of eustoma, with a confused look on his face: "Excuse me, who is this for?"

Wen. Actor's fans sent it?Or are you a fan of Cheng Lin, the new acting girl?Or was it given to Lu Yueming?

In an instant, he went over all the big and small stars in the crew.

"It's for Mr. Yu. Please send it to Mr. Yu, thank you." The young man who delivered the flowers said that if Yu Yu was present, he would definitely recognize this as the driver of the He family who often picked him up.

Mr. Yu?The staff looked at the conspicuous card on the bouquet and confirmed which "Yu" it was.

Hmm... There is only one "Mr. Yu" in their crew, and that is the new assistant of the actor Wen.

The flowers were successfully delivered to Yu Yu's hands.

The white eustoma petals are blooming in layers, and there are still clear drops of water on them, which looks like they were sent here not long after they were picked.

Yu Yu took off the card stuck on it.

"Flowers for you.——He Guyuan"

It was sent by Mr. He.

As soon as Wen Xianqing finished the scene, he saw Yu Yu hugging a large handful of eustomas, huddled behind the director's monitor.

The bouquet of eustomas was a bit big, covering most of his face.

Today, Su Chen finally couldn't bear Secretary Lin's wailing, and went back to Tianxing Entertainment to deal with work, so Yu Yu was the only one sitting on the small bench with the director.

Wen Xianqing found that, in order to hug the bouquet of flowers, Yu Yu didn't even eat the little siu mai he asked Chen Ming to buy.

"Yuyu, who sent the flowers?" Wen Xianqing stood in front of Yu Yu and bent down.

Yu Yu poked her face out from behind the bouquet: "It's from Mr. He."

Wen Xianqing tightened his hands, he could still do this when everyone was abroad.

He really couldn't underestimate He Guyuan.

Wen Xianqing stretched out his hand: "I'll take it to Chen Ming for you, and ask him to take it back to the car first. If you don't eat it, the siu mai will be cold."

Yu Yu thought for a while, then obediently handed over the bouquet, and chose the hot little siu mai.

Chen Ming, who was walking over: ... I knew that I was the only real assistant, and this Mr. Xiao Yu was Brother Wen's little ancestor.

"Brother Wen, I'll go to the company to get a new script later, it's up to you whether I accept it or not." Chen Ming reminded Wen Xianqing, and then took the bouquet of flowers.

New script?Wen Xianqing sneered inwardly, fearing that Su Chen would not be able to come to the company, he had to let Yuyu go to see him.

I want to go back, but in the end I still have to go.

Today's weather is bad, the temperature is low and it's raining, the damp and cold air goes straight to the bones of the people.

Yu Yu walked out of the studio, choked by the smell of wet soil steaming from the ground, and almost wilted.

He is incense and loves fire and warmth.Usually when taking a bath, the water is hot, which is fine. Once it rains, the temperature is cold, and the rain is icy, and he loses energy.

Wen Xianqing opened a big umbrella to cover Yu Yu's head, only to hear him sneezing several times.

"What's wrong? Is it cold?" Wen Xianqing asked worriedly.

Yu Yu rubbed the tip of his nose red, and he replied limply: "It's not cold, but a little sleepy."

Wen Xian paused, then stretched out his hand to rub his head: "Thank you for your hard work, I can sleep in the car later."

Chen Ming: ...Xin, hard work?

He was thinking about the siu mai, dumplings, milk jelly, chicken drumsticks, rice cakes, and steamed buns...

Ah, when will he be so "hard".

The nanny's car drove very smoothly, Yu Yu sat on it, swayed, tilted his head, pressed his face against the window, and fell asleep just like that.

Wen Xianqing breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his arms to pull him into his arms, and let Yu Yu's head rest on his shoulder.

The windowpanes are so icy that it would be bad if you catch a cold.

Yu Yu wrinkled her little nose, grabbed Wen Xianqing's clothes, and muttered vaguely.

"Yang Qi...not enough..."

Wen Xianqing raised his hand and touched Yu Yu's face.

"Don't worry, it's all yours."

He hugged him tighter.

·

Star Entertainment.

Su Chen waited left and right, and finally hoped for someone to come.

Yu Yumi sat down on the small sofa in a daze, yawned, watching Wen Xianqing and their conversation.

"The script is not bad." Wen Xian swept his eyes, and he probably knew it in his heart. It is indeed a good script, and it is not a loss for Tianxing to get it.

"When will the filming start?"

Su Chen's voice was cold: "We'll talk about it after you finish filming "Split"."

Wen Xianqing frowned: "Okay."

Su Chen glanced at Yu Yu who was still a little confused, and grabbed the small paper box at hand.

"Crystal osmanthus cake I made, try it?" Su Chen sat down beside Yu Yu.

Yu Yu let out a "huh" and opened the small box.

The crystal osmanthus cake was shaken in the small box, like pieces of small square jelly, clear and clean, with osmanthus petals dotted on it, and the coconut milk jelly in the middle was white and soft, it looked very beautiful.

Yu Yu licked his mouth, took a spoon and started to eat.

Crystal sweet-scented osmanthus cake has a springy taste, and the unique fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus spreads between the lips and teeth, refreshing and sweet.

There are only two words left in Yu Yu's mind: delicious.

"Did you make this? It's delicious." Yu Yu sincerely admired it.

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes. Personal hobby, I also like sweets."

Yu Yu thought, no wonder he came to the dessert shop last time.

The alarm in Wen Xianqing's mind suddenly sounded.

Will he also learn to make something another day, otherwise the fish will be too easy to be caught by people.

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door of Su Chen's office.

The assistant came in and greeted politely: "Mr. Wen, the front desk called just now, saying that someone is waiting for you at the door of the company."

Wen Xianqing: "Who?"

"The other party said that he has something to discuss with you. It seems to be a more important matter, and he said it is about your mother."

Wen Xianqing stood up abruptly, intending to go down to have a look at the situation.

Wen Xianqing walked out, Yu Yu suddenly raised his head, and asked the assistant: "Excuse me, what does the person who came to see Brother Wen look like?"

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and replied: "It's probably an old man in his 50s. He's a man. The clothes he's wearing are a bit old, and he looks a bit sloppy."

Listening to the assistant's description, Yu Yu thought of someone.

He once met this man in the elevator in Anming Hospital.

Was that person also looking for Wen Ge last time?

Yu Yu thought of Wen Xianqing's depressed mood after that, and suddenly he didn't want to eat the crystal osmanthus cake in his hand.

"I'll go down and have a look." Yu Yu said, put down the small paper box, and ran out in a hurry.

Su Chen was about to follow him, but the assistant reported in a difficult way: "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, here is an urgent document for you to look over."

·

Wen Xianqing went downstairs.

He walked to the door of the company, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked the security guard.

"Ah, someone came to you just now, and he left a note here." The security guard took out the note from his pocket and handed it to Wen Xianqing.

Wen Xianqing opened it and looked: Come to Qinglin Lane to meet me, I have news about your mother.Don't take anyone with you, or I'll leave.

The note was printed, and it was impossible to tell who it was from the handwriting.

If it was Wen Xianqing in normal times, as a public figure, he would definitely be very careful to ensure his safety.

But now he panicked.

The news about his mother made him unable to calm down and think, Wen Xianqing clutched the note and walked out the gate alone with an umbrella.

It was getting late, and with the rain, the sky was darker and gloomy than usual.

Qinglin Lane is a very remote alley, as soon as Wen Xianqing walked in, the light suddenly dimmed a lot, only the narrow sky above his head cast a dim skylight.

But he saw clearly the person in front of him.

A hoarse and old voice sounded in the narrow and narrow alley.

"You're here, Xianqing, Dad is here to look for you." Wen Xingzhi stared at Wen Xianqing, his cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with all the nightmares of childhood.

In a trance, Wen Xianqing seemed to see the man who was as tall as a mountain peak in the dark and narrow space.He was very short, only reaching the man's thigh, and the man could lift him up with one hand, hold his head and bump it against the wall.

Wen Xianqing was almost out of breath, Wen Xingzhi's appearance was like igniting a big fire, which made his whole body ache, the pain made his stomach sick, and made him feel nauseous.

Wen Xingzhi held a knife in his hand, his eyes were gloomy, but he smiled happily: "Dad loves you so much, why do you always want to hide from Dad?"

"It's been ten years, and Dad has been looking for you too hard." Wen Xingzhi smiled hypocritically, the wrinkles on his face were like the sharp claws of evil spirits, "You are promising now, and you can make money. Dad often shows you on TV. So proud to see you."

"If Dad hadn't been imprisoned, he would have come to see you a long time ago."

There was a buzzing in Wen Xianqing's ears, he couldn't hear anything clearly, and the screams like waves echoed in his mind, wave after wave, drowning him in an instant.

He heard Wen Xingzhi yelling loudly: "You little bastard! See if I don't beat you to death!"

He felt the pain of being kicked on his body.He heard his mother crying shrillly beside him.

He wanted to resist, but was grabbed by the hair and pushed into the pool.

It was always dark in the house, and Mom said that way Dad wouldn't see them and maybe beat them.

But Wen Xingzhi still carried the wine bottle and smashed him until his head was bleeding.

Wen Xianqing's mind was blurred, he seemed to be that helpless little boy again, he could only cry and beg his father not to beat him.

In the end, I didn't even cry anymore.

Because it doesn't work at all.

The knife in Wen Xingzhi's hand gleamed coldly, and he slowly approached Wen Xianqing, spitting out words like snake venom: "Father doesn't want to beat you, you are doing so well, you must be living a good life."

"Let Dad enjoy the blessings too. Dad raised you up so much, so you should repay him."

"Isn't it, Xianqing?"

As Wen Xingzhi spoke, he seemed to find it extremely funny, and laughed hoarsely: "You have always listened to Dad the most."

"Your mother also listened to it, but unfortunately she died."

Wen Xianqing's throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, he couldn't make a sound, he just stood there, looking very calm, unexpectedly calm.

Wen Xingzhi grabbed Wen Xianqing's arm, he was too close, like a mountain whose top could not be seen.

Wen Xianqing couldn't cross it, and couldn't even climb it.

·

Yu Yu rushed to the door, but did not see Wen Xianqing's figure.

Seeing this, the security guard took the initiative to say, "Mr. Yu, are you looking for Mr. Wen?"

"He passed to the left, as if in a hurry..."

After hearing this, Yu Yu immediately ran to the left.

The security guard yelled from behind: "Mr. Yu, it's raining outside, hold an umbrella!"

Yu Yu didn't look back, he just braved the rain to find someone.

He carefully searched every corner and every fork in the road, and finally felt the strong yang energy in Wen Xianqing's body in an alley.

Yu Yu turned his feet and rushed straight in.

Wen Xingzhi heard the footsteps of someone approaching, and became impatient. He put the knife on Wen Xianqing's neck, and yelled at the person: "Don't come here! Otherwise, I'll stab him to death!"

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