Ying Yanluo hesitated, "This is..."
"Come and eat." Su Weichu said unhappily.
Ying Yanluo's eyes lit up and she quickly followed.
Su Weichu opened the lunch box and took out the food.
Ying Yanluo sat aside and tilted her head to look at him, and asked in a low voice: "You are not angry with me anymore, right?"
Su Weichu didn't even look at her, "How could I be angry with you?"
This tone sounds wrong.
Ying Yanluo reached out to hug his arm.
Su Weichu: "I'm bringing the soup, don't burn yourself."
Ying Yanluo said "oh".
"Have you read the script?" Su Weichu suddenly asked.
Ying Yanluo: “…Uh.”
"Yeah, you didn't think of me?"
"No, I didn't see it."
"You thought of me even though I didn't see it, should I say thank you?"
Ying Yanluo: “…”
Su Weichu glanced at her and stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, "Eat."
Ying Yanluo experienced his ability to confront people for the first time, so she immediately held the chopsticks and ate. After taking a few bites, she asked him, "Don't you want to eat?"
Su Weichu sat on the sofa and said calmly, "I ate my fill in the cafeteria."
"Would you like to eat some more?"
"Need not."
Ying Yanluo: “Oh.”
She usually liked the food in this restaurant, but now it tasted so tasteless that she couldn't help but put down her bowl and chopsticks, then walked to the sofa next to him and sat down, "I apologize to you, I was wrong, please don't be angry with me, okay?"
Su Weichu said nothing.
Ying Yanluo slowly moved her hand to the back of his hand, then covered it, "You're totally wrong."
Su Weichu then looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You shouldn't skip meals just because of work."
"You know it well enough. You've done this many times, haven't you?"
Ying Yanluo: “…”
"No." The rebuttal was very weak.
Su Weichu understood. She obviously didn't like the food in the cafeteria, but she still went to eat there. She just wanted to save time and come back to read the script. As a boss, he should be happy to see his employees working so hard, but as her husband, he really couldn't be happy that she didn't take care of her body. She could be like this when he was still in front of her. It was conceivable that she would not know what would happen if he was no longer around.
Su Weichu saw her aggrieved look at this moment, and finally couldn't help but soften his heart, "I won't bother with you about this matter, but if you don't eat well because of work again, I will..."
Ying Yanluo immediately reached out and hugged his neck, "I promise, there won't be a next time. Even if I come across a script that interests me in the future, I will still eat well."
Su Weichu saw this and could only sigh, "You'd better be like this."
"Then you won't be angry with me, and you won't blame me anymore?"
"When did I offend you?"
Ying Yanluo: “…No, I didn’t.”
"Let's go over and eat," he said.
"oh."
Ying Yanluo let go of his neck and returned to her seat to eat again. Only then did she feel that today's food was really good. She was in a good mood and wanted to talk to him about the script, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered that they were unhappy about the script just now, so she just decided to eat quietly.
After she finished her meal, Su Weichu helped her clean up the lunch box.
Ying Yanluo couldn't help but want to share the script with him again, "Lao Su."
Su Weichu paused, "What are you shouting?"
"Old, old Sua."
“Do I look old?”
Ying Yanluo widened her eyes. What kind of words are these
"No, it's just a name."
Su Weichu walked towards her and said, "I don't like it."
Ying Yanluo: “…”
Do men nowadays care so much about age? Isn't it normal to call him "Old X"? She rolled her eyes and said with a long smile, "Old—"
Su Weichu tilted his head slightly and looked at her.
Ying Yanluo: "Mr.
Su Weichu walked over quickly and held the man down, "Are you itchy?"
Ying Yanluo struggled subconsciously, complaining with a smile as she struggled, "Hey, you are so unreasonable. You don't want me to call you Lao Su, and you don't want me to call you husband. So what do you want to call me?"
"Don't you have any idea?"
"What number? I don't know."
The two of them half pushed and half gave in, and fell onto the sofa behind them.
"Senior—" Zhao Ranran came in, her voice suddenly stopped, and she stared blankly at the two people overlapping on the sofa. After three seconds, she said calmly, "I didn't see anything, you continue." After that, she calmly left the office.
As soon as Zhao Ranran went out, she ran into screenwriter Qin who came to look for Ying Yanluo.
"Hey, Xiao Zhao, is Teacher Ying in there?"
Zhao Ranran hummed, "Yes, but I suggest you don't go in now."
Screenwriter Qin immediately smelled the smell of a big melon, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Ranran was silent.
Screenwriter Qin: “Eh?”
"Mr. Su is inside." Zhao Ranran only said this, and then went about her own business.
What happened to Mr. Su in there? Mr. Su often came to Teacher Ying's office, right? Why didn't he go in? After a few seconds, screenwriter Qin suddenly realized, yes, why can't he go in! !
Ying Yanluo retracted her gaze and pushed Su Weichu's shoulder, "Look, it's all your fault. You made Ranran misunderstand. It's so embarrassing. Get up quickly."
Su Weichu pressed her shoulders down and said, "No."
Ying Yanluo coaxed, "I want to talk to you about something serious. Can you get up?"
Su Weichu looked at her for a few seconds, and finally stood up, pulling her up as well, "Tell me, what serious matter do you want to tell me?"
Ying Yanluo tidied up her messy hair and said, "It's about my mother's script. Do you think if I ask Yoyo to play the role, will she agree?"
Su Weichu's expression became serious, "You said please?"
"Yeah, you're surprised too, aren't you?"
Shen Xingyao is 32 years old this year, but age has never been a problem for female stars. Looking at her current state, people would believe that she is 22 years old, and her leading female roles are all proper heroines. She has basically no chance of playing the role of a mother, let alone a voiceless mother. Basically 80% of her scenes are without lines, and she can only perform with facial expressions and body language, which can be said to be a great test of her acting skills.
Even as Shen Xingyao's biological brother, Su Weichu didn't dare to say that she would definitely accept this script. If the script was performed well, it would surely be a big hit. If it was not performed well, the ridicule could be imagined. So he told her his thoughts.
Ying Yanluo was silent for a few seconds. She had naturally thought about this. When she saw the script, the first person she thought of for the role of mother was Yoyo. No matter whether it succeeds or not, it is better to give it a try than not to try.
Su Weichu touched her head and said, "Then give it a try."
…
Although Ying Yanluo and Shen Xingyao are sisters-in-law, they are both busy with work. Sometimes either she is filming in another place, and they don't meet as frequently as imagined. Most of the time, they go home together during the holidays, but this does not affect the relationship between them.
Coincidentally, Shen Xingyao had just finished filming his previous drama and was now resting at home. After receiving the message from Ying Yanluo, he went out without saying a word.
"Mom, where are you going?"
Wei Chenshu was doing homework in the living room. Seeing that she looked like she was about to go out, he asked.
"Your aunt asked me to have dinner with her." Shen Xingyao tried on her high heels.
Wei Chenshu: "What about me?"
Shen Xingyao glanced at him and said, "You? You're an adult now, so it shouldn't be difficult for you to prepare dinner, right?"
Wei Chenshu: “…”
Seeing her son's aggrieved face, Shen Xingyao said, "Otherwise, you can call your Uncle Shen to pick you up and have dinner with your dad in the evening. It's not like you don't have a cell phone. Okay, Mom is leaving. Remember, call me last night after you finish writing today's."
Wei Chenshu: “…”
Shen Xingyao put on her satisfying high heels, picked up her car keys and bag, and went to the appointment.
Ying Yanluo had booked Shen Xingyao's favorite restaurant in advance.
Shen Xingyao put her bag down and asked, "How come you have time to treat me to dinner today?"
Ying Yanluo laughed, "Aren't you just resting at home? Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to make an appointment with you." Then, he handed her the menu, "Come, see what you want to eat?"
Shen Xingyao didn't bother to be polite with her. He took the menu and quickly checked off the dishes he wanted to eat.
"You are probably just inviting me to dinner, right? Is there something you want to tell me?"