I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

Han Xi jumped up and hid behind Han Gong: "I was scared to death."

"Cheng Yuan" in the mirror seemed to have the same expression as Tang Ling, and he was still dozing off in a daze.

Several people held their breath and waited for a while. In the mirror, Tang Ling changed into Cheng Yuan's appearance, and nothing else happened.

"That's it?" Han Fa asked.

Han Zhuo groaned, stretched out his hand and flicked the little yellow flower away, Cheng Yuan in the mirror turned into Tang Ling.

"Let's go back to the room first." Han Zhuo bent down and picked up Tang Ling. She had already fallen asleep at this time, and rubbed against Han Zhuo's body, nestling in her arms.

Carrying her into the bedroom, several people came to the bedroom compartment.

"Could it be the resurrection of the dead!" Han Xi called softly.

Han Fa hit him on the head: "What a corpse, Miss Tang is not dead yet."

"Uncle Gong, what do you think?"

"Han Li didn't say much when he sent the mirror. I haven't seen this thing in my memory, so it's hard to say what the meaning of the person in the photo is. Is it possible that Miss Tang has been replaced by Cheng Yuan..."

"No, Doudou's habits are the same as when he was a child, and some details...can't be pretended."

Han Zhuo's eyes wandered for a moment, as if he remembered some details, and it was inconvenient to say more.

"Han Li is a person who is erratic every day, playing the game of Shenlong not knowing the end, and never showing up to explain."

"Recently, everyone cheers up and pays attention to the situation around them. If there is any news from Han Cai, please contact me immediately. Uncle Gong, please find a way to contact Master. Han Fa should pay more attention to the safety of the house. I will do it around here. Be vigilant at all times."

"The task is difficult, everyone has worked hard."

The crowd agreed to disperse.

Han Zhuo looked at the materials for a while, but found nothing, but couldn't calm down.As the sky lightened up slightly, Tang Ling, who was sleeping soundly, groaned softly, wanting to wake up.

Han Zhuo came to the bed and sat down. Tang Ling hummed and fell asleep again, with her face turned to Han Zhuo and fingers hooked.

Han Zhuo looked down at her sleeping face, took off his coat, got into the quilt, Tang Ling spontaneously leaned towards her, and pressed his face tightly against her shoulder.

With one arm around her shoulder, Han Zhuo's chin rested on her forehead.

"I hope you are not Chengyuan. If you really become him, I will hate you very much, but I, like you, it is too late."

Tang Ling in her sleep seemed to be having some kind of sweet dream, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, she burrowed more and more into Han Zhuo's arms, smiling sweetly.

In the morning, Tang Ling had no memory of being tossed by the Han family last night at all. After being fed breakfast by Han Zhuo, she would say "Thank you sister" and "Thank you strange uncle", and "Thank you auntie". Auntie was so cute that her heart trembled wildly.

After eating, Han Zhuo dressed Tang Ling in decent clothes and put her hat on.

Tang Ling pouted, took the hat off her head and threw it on the ground.

Han Zhuo picked it up calmly, and put it back on her head: "Good boy, be obedient, today we are going to see your master and her weird old man."

Tang Ling held her mouth shut and said that Master and the strange old man could eat anything, and threw the hat to the ground again.

Han Zhuo patiently picked up the hat, put it on again for her, and carefully tidied up her broken hair.

Tang Ling didn't appreciate it, and threw the hat again.

Han Zhuo still bent down to pick it up, patted it lightly, took his hat off his head, put it on her head, and put on hers himself.

Tang Ling opened her eyes wide and refused to throw it away.

"Good." Han Zhuo touched his head with a smile, and put on the mask for her again.

The low-key but expensive black car drove into the Xishan villa area. Han Zhuo got out of the car, walked around to the other side, opened the door, and led Tang Ling out.He took her with one hand and let her go down carefully, while straightening her slightly wrinkled skirt.

On the small balcony upstairs, Pei Peizhi had a panoramic view of this scene, and quickly shouted softly:

"Old Zhang, Old Zhang! Come and see!"

Zhang Minghan kept the tradition of the old Beijingers, reading a newspaper on the rocking chair, and took off his glasses when he heard the words: "What's the fuss?"

"Don't watch it anymore, the apprentice and the apprentice's wife are here."

Zhang Minghan walked to the balcony with his slippers on, and happened to see Han Zhuo arranging Tang Ling's hair that was a little messy under the weight of the hat. fiddling.

"Tut tsk tsk." Zhang Minghan made a gratified voice:

"Xiaotang Ling'er is really good, she can handle that Boss Han to death."

"The last time I came here, I found something was wrong. He said that he was the president of the company, and he did everything by himself. Looking at Tang Linger, he just smiled. There is no such company in the world."

"I was on the hot search for a while before, and her company's statement was very evasive. It just said that there was no support, but it didn't say that the two of them were not in love."

Zhang Minghan leaned in front of his wife and said in a low voice, "Do you think it's true or not that Tang Linger said that Han Zhuo took care of her?"

Pei Peizhi nodded his head: "You can't tell if it's true or not? You're still taking care of me. Look at the way Boss Han is concentrating on coaxing my apprentice. It doesn't matter who is taking care of whom."

The doorbell rang for a long time before it opened. Han Zhuo almost thought he had contacted him before, but the two of them let her go.

Zhang Minghan pulled an old face: "Come on, come in."

Han Zhuo nodded and led Tang Ling into the door.

Pei Peizhi was very enthusiastic: "Ling'er is here."

Tang Ling looked at her with wide eyes, smiled at her, and hid behind Han Zhuo again.

Han Zhuo patted her head with a very gentle expression.

Pei Peizhi and Zhang Minghan had question marks on their faces. This state was a bit strange.

After sitting down on the sofa, Han Zhuo got straight to the point: "I'm really sorry, but I'm here this time to tell the two of you a very important matter. It happened suddenly, and we were really flustered."

The faces on the opposite side were confused, Han Zhuo was a little embarrassed to speak, and coughed lightly.

"Tangling, for some unknown reason, her memory went back to her childhood."

Zhang & Pei:? ? ?It's Chinese but we can't understand it.

Han Zhuo turned his head to look at her: "Doudou is good, call me."

Tang Ling: "Sister?"

"This is director Zhang Minghan, and this is your teacher Pei Peizhi."

Tang Ling tilted her head and looked at the dazed middle-aged couple in front of her. After thinking for a while, she said happily:

"Master and the strange old man!"

Zhang Minghan's face turned dark instantly, Pei Peizhi was surprised and wanted to laugh, only Han Zhuo was very surprised:

"Doudou, remember it!"

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Several people sorted out their chaotic heads and sat down to discuss again.

"Is this a mental illness? Have you seen a doctor? Is it going to be okay?" Pei Pei then became afraid and worried.

"At present, it seems that it is indeed developing in a good direction. At the beginning, I didn't know how to speak, but now I can remember...er..." Han Zhuo was really embarrassed, saying behind his back that people are not glorious after all. thing.

Zhang Minghan and Pei Peizhi have little time to pursue these matters.

"So the purpose of your visit this time is..."

"The publicity work for "Ghee Lamp" is about to start. This matter can be hidden from others, and you should not hide it from the two of you. Besides, it is true that you can't hide it. That's why I came to find Director Zhang to study countermeasures. To be honest, Tangling's situation is not good. It is suitable to be released to the public, she is already a thorn in the side of many people. If it is made public, not only will the acting career not be able to continue, I am afraid that it will be eroded by capital immediately."

"I just ask Director Zhang to take care of her so that Tang Ling can survive the publicity period. My family and I will actively find a way to treat her, and she will definitely get better."

Pei Peizhi's eyes were full of worry, and Zhang Minghan looked at Tang Ling with deep eyes. Tang Ling was holding a plate of small kumquats in the fruit plate, threw it up, and it fell golden yellow, laughing.

"Is Mr. Han sure he won't give up on her?" Zhang Minghan said suddenly.

Han Zhuo was stunned: "Give up?"

Then he shook his head: "Never thought about it, Doudou... Tang Ling is my family."

"Is it because of responsibility?"

"No." Han Zhuo suddenly felt a little restless: "I am willing."

Zhang Minghan continued to look at her with scrutiny.

Han Zhuo looked at the two people in front of him, worried and dignified from the bottom of his heart, then sat up straight and straightened his clothes:

"I like Tang Ling, and I treat her wholeheartedly. I will treat her well and let her memory come back as soon as possible. If she doesn't come back for a day, I will take care of her for a day. If she doesn't come back for a year, I will take care of her for a year. I will take care of her for ten years if she doesn't come back every year. Originally, she was raised by me, so it's not difficult to take care of her until she is old."

Pei Peizhi's eyes softened, Zhang Minghan's eyes were relaxed, and he still spoke:

"Haikou is so big, but you can fool me. Who knows if you will run away in a few months. There are so many beauties in the world of flowers, why waste time on a person with mental problems."

Han Zhuo frowned and said seriously:

"Director Zhang, it's not that Tang Ling has a mental problem. She's been plotted against. Besides, no matter what problems she has or what disease she has, as long as she is still her, I will guard her."

Zhang Minghan nodded: "Okay, remember what you said today. If you run away without saying a word, although I am not very capable, it is not difficult to cure a young man. If you are really tired or unwilling, tell us as soon as possible , don't just throw Tang Linger away like that, give her a way out."

Han Zhuo's eyes were a little moist, knowing that the guarantee was too vague, he just nodded and said thank you sincerely.

Tang Ling didn't feel any family affection in her life, but now she does meet an elder who treats her sincerely.If Tang Ling knew, she would be very happy.

"There is no need to participate in the road show. Most of the people who come to the premiere are film critics, and it's okay if they are not there. The focus of film critics is still more directors and screenwriters. But the press conference must be there. I greeted the reporters and tried not to ask her questions. , but I'm afraid it will be difficult, and the reporters will always be a fly to her."

Han Zhuo nodded to express his understanding: "Thank you, it's already a big concession."

Zhang Minghan scratched his head: "I checked all the questions with the reporter, sorted them out, and sent them to you, and you taught her the answers sentence by sentence."

Han Zhuo is very grateful, this is really troublesome.

About to say goodbye and leave, Pei Peizhi held Tang Ling's hand: "Although Aunt Pei is anxious to make you a talent, your body is always the most important thing. Don't think too much about it. Take good care of it. Good days are yet to come. Don't worry, Aunt Pei will always be yours." He is my good apprentice."

Tang Ling listened quietly and didn't know how many words she understood.

Leaving the villa, Han Zhuo turned his head to look at the quiet little girl, stroked her head, and praised her: "You are doing well, you are really my sister's good baby."

Tang Ling nodded: "It's my sister's good baby."

At night, Han Zhuo had just fallen asleep, and the vigilance she had cultivated all year round made her muscles tense suddenly while she was half asleep and half awake. on the bed.

Tang Ling sat sideways on the bed, also staring at her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, full of anger.The right hand became several times bigger than before, faintly purple, with bulging veins and fangs protruding from the fingertips.

"You are so vigilant, Han Zhuo." Tang Ling said.

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Mr. Han has worked hard raising children, and Doudou will make up for it in the future.compensate.you.of.