Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

An eldest young master like Su Changle used to hardly do housework, and only after being with him did he start to learn to find joy in it.

He even made dumplings for the first time, saying that he wanted to create a home atmosphere for the two of them.

That was also taught to him by myself.

Tong Huaiyin said in person at a party before that he was not familiar with this general manager Su.

Why do you even know all about your cooking habits now?

Song Nuan rubbed her ice-cold fingertips, and a lot of sporadic fragments flashed through her mind, like a shooting star passing by the sky, too fast to catch.

——But even so, he can still understand that those were all the moments when Su Changle inadvertently touched the softest point in his heart.

And here firmly occupying the first position, of course, there is no doubt that the first time he and the other party celebrated their birthday, the bowl of porridge found on the kitchen table the next morning.

Su Changle’s family background is higher than most people’s. If he really wants to spend money, the amount will be tens of millions. It’s impossible to use the usual online saying, “It depends on whether your boyfriend likes you or not, you have to look at him.” Hate to spend your money' measure.

From the beginning to the end, what Song Nuan cared about was always the special care and concern that this person showed for herself from the trivial things.

But what if even these are fake...

"Just the third year of high school."

The decoration in the single-person apartment is not very bright, Tong Huaiyin didn't notice the strange expression on his face, and took it for granted, "When Jin She and I came out with our family, no one supported us. At that time, when he came back from his freshman year vacation, he cleaned out the second bedroom in his own house and lent us two to stay temporarily."

"At that time, General Manager Su was absurd in terms of feelings. Jin She was afraid that he would have..."

After Tong Huaiyin uttered the first half of the sentence faster than his head, he realized that Song Nuan might not want to hear it.Immediately, he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and quickly changed the topic.

"So I left after a short stay, and when I saw you later, it was at the banquet."

"The college entrance examination is approaching and the pressure is high. It is easy to lose appetite at night. The general manager will make some pasta with stuffing and cook it for us from time to time, and then pair it with some porridge and side dishes, saying that it is a reward for us."

He pointed to the lace dumplings on the table now, and smiled nostalgicly: "This habit should have been preserved at that time too... Speaking of which, this man is really interesting, even a little girl can't compare to his carefulness."

"Let's just talk about the patience in the corners here. If I have it, I guess at least I can make "Wind, Snow and Bright Sun" more compelling..."

Song Nuan suddenly stood up from the chair.

With red eyes, he clenched his fists tightly, and his pursed lips even spasmed slightly from time to time.

Now all this is very clear.

Su Changle has never had any character set as the young master of the sugar bowl. From the beginning, he bluntly said that he was picked up by his uncle later. Before that, he was just an ordinary student.

At that time, Song Nuan only cared about his heartache, thinking that the head of Tangtang Company would have such a sad experience, and never thought of asking again: What about your parents.

My young lover is obviously longing for family affection, even if it is an uncle like Su An who is like an enemy, he will occasionally say a few words when chatting.

But those who were not taken back to Su Changle as the rich second generation, and who served as his parents in the past ten years, have never been mentioned.

Song Nuan stuck in place like a tree that wouldn't move, letting her eye sockets slowly moisten.

He began to think sadly of a possibility.

——Su Changle's other relatives have probably passed away long ago.

The dead can no longer escort the living, so naturally there is only one person left who can take care of Su Changle.

That is himself.

Song Nuan knows better than anyone how a child without the protection of relatives will live.

"That's right."

He remembered that he had completely ignored Deng Qixia's repeated warnings when he first fell in love, and he gritted his teeth hard.

"It is so."

Song Nuan had never thought about this before. It turns out that a young leader of an entertainment company can use his skills on the negotiating table in his daily relationship with his lover.

He could even dedicate months to 'learning to cook from scratch' just for a nasty juggling game.

What about the other things that the two of them experienced together.

Is it also possible that it was all planned at all.

Seeing himself being kept in the dark and very moved, what would Su Changle think?

It is because I feel that I have won a big victory, and I think in my heart that it is not easy to meet such a deceitful person.

Or did he simply plan to wait until he had had enough fun, and then come over and tell him that, in fact, all the highlight moments in such a long time together were all planned in advance, was it intentional?

It seems that the scene has reappeared, and the emotions of the two people facing each other now are the same as they were three or ten minutes ago.One is still very sad and indignant, and the other is unknown.

It's just that the roles of both parties have changed significantly.

Tong Huaiyin raised his chin slightly slowly, his face was confused: "...Xiaonuan, what's wrong with you?"

Song Nuan didn't answer.

Now he wanted to ask Su Changle for clarification, so he turned around and ran towards the door, his head was full of anger after being cheated.

But not long after he reached the entrance, the hand reaching for the doorknob involuntarily stopped halfway.

Su Changle and that little uncle have been pinching openly and secretly all the time. It wasn't too intense when they didn't see each other before. Now that everyone lives in his house, the situation is of course even more tense.

If I was so eager to question him now, the other party would probably feel very overwhelmed.

Maybe Su An would still sneer at the side, and then take the opportunity to stab him.

Su Changle's place is now at a critical moment of confrontation, both sides are closely monitoring and looking for each other's faults like tigers in the hunt.And I can't let go of the crew and other announcements for the time being.

So even if you want to clarify this matter, you can't just hit it right now when your head is hot.

After the anger is over, the rationality will start to warm up. Song Nuan adjusted her breathing and calmed down slowly.

Later, Tong Huaiyin didn't understand the situation clearly, but at least he could see that what he said just now seemed to be wrong.Immediately, he pushed away the chair and trotted over, grabbed the arm of the person opposite him: "Hey... don't get excited, just sit down and talk about it if you have anything to do."

"No, I just remembered that I didn't tell Bu Bu before going out. This little girl is not easy to lie to. If she doesn't see me tomorrow morning, she will definitely go to Su Changle."

In fact, it’s quite dramatic when you think about it. A few minutes ago, he was still discussing the psychology of the characters with the original author of the novel. Sometimes I want to do it but I can't do it' point of view.

Now it can be applied to oneself immediately.

Song Nuan didn't look back. During this period of time, she was nestled in the crew and had no time to cut her hair. The side part hangs down to below the cheekbones.

His voice was lower than normal, but at least he wasn't as weird as he had been in the kitchen.

Tong Huaiyin was taken aback, thinking that it would be over if you sent someone a WeChat notification.

But of course, judging by the current situation, it's better for him not to stick around: "Ah, that's it, then you should go back quickly. The drama hasn't finished yet, so don't delay the progress because of me."

Song Nuan nodded, opened the door and walked out.

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He walked very carefully this trip out, making sure he didn't disturb any of the cast members who were resting in his room.

But when I took the room card and opened the door to go back, there were already rows of people sitting inside.

Song Nuan: "?"

"Tomorrow, the director arranged for the scene where the thirteenth prince broke with Shen Zhiju. I have a problem, so I want to come over and have a match with you."

After the scene was still for a few seconds, Tang Shijiu was the first to jump over, blinking his eyes and said: "I didn't expect to see anyone, so I wanted to send a message to your assistant to ask."

Bu Shengdi took over at the right time: "It happened that the general manager called me to ask about your situation..."

——Then after hearing the news that he had disappeared suddenly, he directly recruited Su Changle himself.

Song Nuan glanced at her watch, feeling speechless about her physique that could be caught within an hour of leaving.

"Why do you have to go out so late? Is there anything you can't do during the day?"

Su Changle signaled the two light bulbs present with his eyes to retreat quickly, and grabbed Song Nuan's hand to lead him to sit on the bed: "I still have to rush to meet someone privately, and I can't operate it in the morning?"

What he said was purely teasing, his tone was light and relaxed, and he didn't mean to question at all.

But after all, I did go to see Tong Huaiyin just now, Song Nuan felt a little guilty, and even put aside her dissatisfaction with the person in front of her for the time being: "Today, there was a scene that didn't go well, so go out and relax."

"The scene where you jumped off the building?"

Tang Shijiu raised his hand curiously to ask questions, turning a blind eye to Su Changle's sharp eyes: "Actually, it's because you didn't get into the drama too much, because it ruined your mood?"

"Otherwise, let's try the play now and find out what it feels like in advance. Maybe we can go through two paragraphs directly tomorrow..."

"The one surnamed Tang is almost done."

Su Changle couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped his eyes in the direction of the other party: "Do you want me to ask Fu Landong to give you another notice?"

Tang Shijiu was startled: "! Goodbye."

"...Did you guys know each other a long time ago?"

Song Nuan watched as the door was quickly closed by the people who fled out in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, she remembered what Wan Yu'an said, that Su Changle had a lover in FILMBANGKOK.

At that time, I guessed that Miao Huan's idea was overturned, but now there is still one person in the group who was drawn to make friends with me.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was not impossible. In addition, he had just learned something from Tong Huaiyin that he didn't know before, and he immediately thought of breaking the can.

Compared with the extreme anger and humiliation when he suspected Miao Huanshi before, he is calmer now.

The big deal is to know a few more truths that will make me collapse tonight, and if I rush together, I might be able to numb it a little bit.

"Xiao Nuan... are you testing me?"

Su Changle was a little surprised when he heard what he said, raised his eyebrows and remained silent for a long time, holding back until it was obvious that Song Nuan had been aroused to nervousness, then he stretched out his hand and flicked his head.

"We have a little friendship, but that's purely because the Tang family has contacts with Su An. What do you think about every day?"

When he said this, he frowned slightly, and asked another question: "Or did someone mention it in front of you before, saying that I have something else to do with Tang Shijiu?"

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The author has something to say:

Xiao Nuan: You lied to me that you can't cook?

Su Changle: Indeed... sorry QAQ

Xiao Nuan: Oh, then you must have had an affair with Tang Shijiu, you have seen through it, and you are numb, so let it be.

Su Changle: Wronged!