"Sister Wen, are you getting the news faster than me? The Xia family's little granddaughter passed away last night. The Xia family is now in chaos. Tomorrow's newspaper will probably be filled with the Xia family..."
Wen Tong held the phone, her body constantly getting cold.
It was hard for her to imagine that such a vivid little life had disappeared like this.
Although she doesn't like Xiaoxiao very much, the child is innocent and cannot be bad, and her love for Tintin is also true.
Life is really too fragile. In the blink of an eye, it can be separated from yin and yang.
She thought of the "foreigner" who almost separated their mother and son that day, and she couldn't help feeling frightened.
Her arms couldn't help but use their strength to hold the little guy in her arms tighter. She pressed her face against his soft little body and felt the warmth radiating from him. It was warm and soft, and she felt relieved.
"Mom." Ding Ding guessed something, with a sad look on his face. He put his arms around Wen Tong's neck and pressed his little face against hers.
The child felt a little regretful. Xiaoxiao had been pestering him to do that magic trick, so he could just show it to her, so that she wouldn't have any regrets.
Wen Tong didn't sleep well that night, feeling sad for Xiao Xiao Wan Xi and Guan Mei.
Perhaps only being a mother can empathize with her. No matter what Guan Mei did to her in the beginning, it doesn't matter anymore.
The next morning, Wen Tong regained her energy, tried to forget these things, washed up, sent her son to school, and then went to the company to report.
She hasn't come to work for a long time, and a lot of mess has been left to Lin Dong.
Chen Sihan's movie has been filmed and is in post-production. It should be released soon.
Xingchen became more and more popular, and Lin Dong negotiated several advertisements for him, which made him very busy.
In the afternoon, Wen Tong and Chen Sihan were going to meet a big director, mainly to read the script and discuss their intentions.
Chen Sihan is not as good as before. His new dramas are popular before they are aired, and he has constant filming appointments.
But she listens to Wen Tong very much and doesn't pick and choose. As long as it's a show that Wen Tong likes, she will never give a shit.
The meeting in the afternoon was very successful. Both parties basically reached an agreement on the requirements, and the contract could be signed after some modifications.
When Wen's mother didn't see Ding Ding for a few days, she urged his grandfather to pick him up, so as soon as school was over, Wen's father picked up Ding Ding.
With Cang Yue following Ding Ding, Wen Tong was not worried. During her rare free time, she was about to stay in the company and work overtime when Chen Zinan's call came.
The two sisters hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they immediately made an appointment to go eat and go shopping.
The place to eat was at a hot pot restaurant facing the street. The two of them ordered a table of food and talked while eating.
Too many things happened recently. Wen Tong just said it briefly and concisely. Chen Zinan was shocked when he heard it. His perfect lips sometimes widened and sometimes tightened, with a full expression.
Wen Tong threw a few pieces of beef into the pot, and her face was a little blurry in the rising mist.
"Anan, what have you been busy with recently?"
"I'm filming an advertisement. I just went to the F Country Fashion Exhibition last week and came back with two awards." She said lightly, taking the meat out of the pot, "Xiaotong, the meat is cooked, eat it quickly."
"Congratulations." Wen Tong smiled slyly, "This meal is yours."
"Stingy guy, I'll just give you the favor. Anyway, I earn more than you. I'll buy clothes for my godson later."
"I need to buy clothes again. The pair of pants you bought for him last time haven't been worn yet."
"The clothes won't spoil, who has too much? Eat it quickly, eat it quickly, this is your favorite." Chen Zinan put a few slices of lunch meat on Wen Tong's plate.
"It's delicious." Wen Tong squinted her eyes in enjoyment, like a kitten that got a fish.
After dinner, the two sisters went to do some shopping. Chen Zinan still wanted to go to the boutique, and Wen Tong followed as a consultant.
"It's this shop again." Wen Tong curled her lips. It was here last time that she met the mistress of the Beichen family, Ye Zhihui, and her niece, Ye Ling'er. As a result, Chen Zinan had a big quarrel with them.
"I heard there are new goods, so of course I have to come and take a look." Chen Zinan walked in without the slightest hesitation, Wen Tong shrugged and followed closely.
It has to be said that everything in this store is at a sky-high price. Wen Tong casually flipped through the price tags, and all the prices were at least four digits.
"Xiao Tong, does this look good on me?" Chen Zinan walked out of the fitting room, and her bright style immediately attracted the admiration of several shop assistants.
The mainly printed and dyed T-shirt and leggings, paired with pure white high-water-proof high heels, made her slender figure even more graceful.
Wen Tong's eyes lit up and she praised: "It looks good."
"I think it's pretty, too." Chen Zinan turned around in front of the mirror. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She waved to the waiter, "Wrap up all these items."
"Xiao Tong, please choose a few pieces and I'll give them to you." Chen Zinan started to choose other styles again, gesturing on his body casually.
"Forget it, I don't want it. I'm afraid of being robbed if I wear it."
"What are you doing now?" Chen Zinan stuffed a black and white plaid shirt into her arms, "This color suits you, go in and try it."
Wen Tong wanted to perfunctory her. If she tried it and said it didn't look good, she wouldn't force her to buy it.
But after wearing it, the effect is great, like a pure school girl, so sweet and cute.
Just when she was about to say it didn't look good, Chen Zinan already raised her fingers to the waiter, "Wrap it up."
When Wen Tong flipped through the price tag, his face suddenly turned pale. Thirty-eight thousand? It was just a shirt, and it actually cost thirty-eight thousand.
"Anan, I don't like this, I really don't want it."
"Don't tremble, just accept what others give you."
When checking out, Chen Zinan generously took out a gold card. There seemed to be a strange pattern printed on the card. Wen Tong wanted to see it more clearly, but she had naturally collected the card and put it into her small wallet.
"Anan, have you gotten rich recently?" Wen Tong felt something was wrong. Chen Zinan did make more than she did, but it was not so much that he spent a lot of money. The total number of bags the two of them were carrying amounted to dozens at least.
How could she get so much money?
"Your sister and I have been making a lot of money because the market has been good recently." Chen Zinan put the things in the car and said, "Let's go buy something for my godson."
"Anan, don't spend any more money, Ding Ding's clothes are enough..."
Chen Zinan interrupted her and frowned, "I'm not buying it for you. You have no right to refuse it on behalf of my godson."
Wen Tong sighed helplessly, and could only follow her to the children's area to scan through it again. In the end, she almost couldn't even put it in the trunk.
After shopping, the two drove to a beachside restaurant for a late-night snack.
Chen Zinan ordered two cans of steamed sea urchin eggs, a fried squid ring, fried rice with shrimps, and baked pumpkin with crab meat, which were both their favorites.
Halfway through the meal, Chen Zinan suddenly received a call. She glanced at Wen Tong first, and then said as if to avoid suspicion, I'm going to the bathroom.