Hearing that there are three groups of shooting in the afternoon, Yang Chuchu is tired and paralyzed on the sofa. He stares at the ceiling and reaches out to touch his stomach: "I'm so hungry. Can I eat something before shooting?"
"Chuchu, you have just eaten an apple and three pieces of vegetables. You can't eat any more today!" The assistant quickly reminded her nervously.
"Isn't there a chicken breast?" Yang Chuchu immediately sat up straight and looked at the assistant with big eyes: "go and heat it for me. I'm really hungry. If I don't eat something, I can't survive the afternoon!"
The assistant smiled helplessly: "Chuchu, this lunch is your own order. Now it's not enough?"
"Well, less, I'm going to be hungry. I don't want to be the first female star who fainted on the shooting field!" Yang Chuchu has a bitter expression on her face. She finds that being a star is really tired. It's not a human thing to strictly manage her food.
Just as the assistant turned to get her something to eat, the door of the lounge opened and Fang Yang came in.
Fang Yang's hand is carrying fruit, as well as fragrant barbecue and food.
"Chuchu, have you had lunch?" Fang Yang came in and saw her daughter. He immediately asked her in a low voice, with some caution between her expressions.
Yang Chuchu immediately sat up straight and looked at him indifferently: "why are you here again? Didn't I tell you last time? Don't come to me if you don't have anything to do. It's so far from the city. It'll take you a day to go back and forth!
"Fang Yang laughed and shook his head:" it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have nothing else to do now. I'm in a panic. I want to come and see you. Is your work OK? "
"Well, it's OK!" Yang Chuchu looks at his father, who suddenly seems to be a few years older. He used to hate him. His teeth were itchy, but later he didn't know what happened. His hatred for him decreased. Now, he comes to give her food every day when he has nothing to do. Yang Chuchu even makes this a habit.
"Chuchu, come and have some. I've made you soup. It's too cold. You have to warm up!" Fang Yang greeted her with gentle concern on her face.
After getting along with Fang Yang during this period of time, Yang ChuChu found that Fang Yang could cook all kinds of dishes. Moreover, the soup was really delicious, even better than the cook aunt invited by her family.
"Weren't you the vice mayor of the city before? How can you cook all the dishes? "Yang Chuchu looks at the barbecue and can't help swallowing her saliva. She really wants to eat it.
Fang Yang's movements were stiff, and he replied with a dry smile, "I used to cook at home, so I would cook some!"
Yang Chuchu saw the flash of self-mockery on his face. She seemed to guess something. It must be in Fang's family. He has no status, so she cooks every day to please his wife.
Yang Chuchu walked over, took a bowl of chicken soup from him, and drank it slowly while blowing.
She didn't get the taste of father's love before. Now she gets it. She feels that it's very good to have a father's care and love.
"How is it? Does it taste good? You say to lose weight every day, and I dare not add more! "Fang Yang watched her drink and asked her nervously.
"Well, it's delicious!" Yang Chuchu nodded and took a few more sips. At last, he took the barbecue beside him and began to eat.
Fang Yang looked at her hungry like this and frowned and told her, "Chuchu, you are as thin as a telephone pole. Don't think about losing weight any more. Eat more every day."
"No, when I was shooting just now, I was told by the photographer that I showed my stomach. I have to control my appetite!" Yang Chuchu said, suddenly put down his chopsticks, stared at the bowl of chicken soup, struggled to drink two more mouthfuls, and finally could only put down the spoon: "I'll drink it later!"
Fang Yang watched his daughter work so hard for her work. He was distressed, but he couldn't persuade her. He could only worry.
At this time, a tall and handsome figure came in from the door. It was Luo Jinyu.
Seeing Luo Jinyu, Fang Yang's face flashed a trace of unnaturalness. After all, he was crazy to ask Luo Jinyu for help before, but he refused coldly.
Fang Yang knew that he shouldn't stay any longer. He turned to Yang Chuchu and told him, "ask your assistant to heat it up for you later. Don't be too tired. I'll go back first!"
Yang Chuchu nodded, "I see. Drive slowly when you go back!"
Fang Yang is very happy, because his daughter is concerned about herself. He doesn't ask much now. He just wants to make up for some guilt for her. Fortunately, her daughter will not refuse his care any more.
"Mr. Fang, please wait a minute. Can we have a chat?" Luo Jinyu suddenly stopped him, but he didn't call him uncle, but called him sir. Because the relationship was complicated, he could only call him that first.
Yang Chuchu's beautiful eyes blinked and looked at Luo Jinyu. Luo Jinyu looked back at her.
Fang Yang actually wants to talk to Luo Jinyu. He wants to apologize to him. At the beginning, he was blinded by power and interests. He was disrespectful to Luo Jinyu.
Two people came out. There was an endless sand stall outside. There was a terrace beside it, which was used by pedestrians to stop and watch the sea.
The cold wind blew from the distant sea with the moisture, which was as cold as the bone.
Luo Jinyu and Fang Yang walked in it and felt the indifference of nature.
The wind blew Luo Jinyu's coat. He turned his head and his short hair was messy.
"Mr. Fang, I've done some heartless things in the past. I hope you don't mind!" Luo Jinyu took the lead in apologizing to him. After all, Luo Jinyu didn't promise to help him when it came to the constraints of position and identity.
Fang Yang smiled and shook his head: "no, it's me who should apologize. It's me who shouldn't put forward such unreasonable conditions. I can see that you are very good to Chuchu. I'm really grateful to you."
"You don't have to thank me. I love her and will be good to her!" Luo Jinyu replied in a low voice.
Fang Yang turned his head, looked at the endless sea, and sighed: "I didn't accept my fate before, but now I do. Maybe there is cause and effect in the world. My two daughters like you. For you, they are enemies. As a father, I see it in my eyes and in my heart. I don't know how to help them. Now, I understand that feelings can't be avoided. You and Chuchu are a pair, and Kexin must learn to accept his fate!"
Luo Jinyu frowned and followed him to look in the direction of the sea: "it's hard to explain feelings. Fate is wonderful!"
"Mr. Luo, I hope you can take good care of Chuchu. She has suffered too much. I was afraid that her character would be too inferior. Now it seems that she is very cheerful, which may have something to do with the sense of security you give her." Fang Yang pleaded with him softly.
"I know, I will take good care of her. Don't worry!" Luo Jinyu murmured, as if he was making an oath to the traceless sea.
Fang Yang turned around and left without any hesitation. Luo Jinyu looked back at him. He used to be a seven-foot man, but now he has been worn away by life. Like all the fathers in the world, he exudes not the hostility to life, but a gentle temperament.
Luo Jinyu plans to walk towards the temporary studio. As soon as he turns around, he sees a figure running towards him in the distance.
His eyes were slightly sluggish, and he walked towards her with long legs.
"Is he gone?" Yang ChuChu quickly ran in front of him and asked.
"Well, you've left. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold when you come out in so few clothes?" Luo Jinyu has taken off his coat, wrapped her whole body and hugged her in his arms.
"I have enough clothes. Don't give them to me. Aren't you cold?" Yang Chuchu immediately struggled to return the clothes to him.
"I forbid you to wear them!" The man forcibly hugged her and refused to let her take them off.
"I didn't expect you to come here. I thought you were lying to me!" Yang Chuchu looked up and asked him with a smile.
"When have I ever gone back on my words?" Luo Jin Yu reached out his hand and gently pointed her red nose: "so cold, but also promised to come out to shoot the exterior, I think you want money crazy!"
"I can't help it. I signed the contract three months ago. People want to shoot the winter version. What can I do?" Yang Chuchu shrugged helplessly.
"Don't take this kind of work next time!" Luo Jinyu warned sternly.
"OK, if I don't have money, I'll ask you for it!" Yang Chuchu buried his face in his arms and smiled like a cunning little fox.
"I have it all for you!" Luo Jinyu dotes on looking at her, thin lips on her cool forehead kissing.
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