Xiaotao hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to ask Uncle Fu for instructions.
Before she could come up with a trick, Ruan Anlan began to urge impatiently, "Hurry up, hurry up, I have a scene tomorrow, I have to hurry up!"
Helpless, Xiao Tao had no choice but to open the wine cabinet and pick out a bottle of Romanee-Conti for Ruan Anlan.
Ruan Anlan happily held the red wine and turned upstairs, "Thank you."
She remembered that the young lady didn't seem to be a good drinker, so she said from behind Ruan Anlan: "Young lady, please don't drink too much. You have to go to the crew to film tomorrow!"
"I know, I know, don't worry!"
Ruan Anlan waved her hand to show that she understood, and went upstairs with the bottle of wine in her arms without looking back.
I don't know why, but Xiao Tao always feels like she's in a state of confusion, with a vague sense of uneasiness.
Second floor.
Ruan Anlan poured herself a glass of red wine, sat on a wicker chair, and read the script while the wind blew, while slowly shaking the goblet.
It was a rare and pleasant time, just her alone.
Ruan Anlan curled up the corners of her mouth, picked up a pen and sketched her lines on the script.
The mobile phone placed next to the bed suddenly buzzed, and it seemed that it would not stop.
Ruan Anlan gave an impatient "tsk" sound, put down the goblet, stood up and walked over.
The call turned out to be from Ruan Guoqiang.
After the last meal, we have not seen each other again, and Gu Tingyuan's previous plan to arrange a meeting between the two families has not been followed up because various things have piled up.
Ruan Anlan is naturally happy to have a leisurely life, and it would be best if she never has to see the Ruan family's talented people.
Swipe down to answer, "Hello?"
"Hey An Lan, how are you and Mr. Gu lately? Why don't you call home all the time, and you have to have dad call specifically to say a few words to you?"
Ruan Guoqiang's old and complaining voice came from the receiver.
Ruan Anlan couldn't help but find it very funny.
When she was studying abroad, she didn't receive a single call from him for four years. Even if she later got homesick and called him back, it was in a perfunctory manner.
Now that she was married, to a well-known big shot like Gu Tingyuan, he remembered that she was his daughter?
"Mr. Ruan, it's just the two of us now. We don't have to act out this hypocritical drama of father-daughter love, right?" Ruan Anlan said sarcastically.
"You... Ruan Anlan, I am your father!" Ruan Guoqiang gritted his teeth and emphasized.
Haha, she thought he had long forgotten whose father he was.
Ruan Anlan laughed at herself: "Do I need to call you often to report how my husband and I are doing? Or Mr. Ruan can change the question and just say that you want me to coax Gu Tingyuan more and let him love me.
So that you can't extricate yourself, so that you can lean under this money tree with peace of mind... Doesn't this be more in line with your style? Otherwise, Mr. Ruan's behavior will really make me a little uncomfortable. "
"Is this how you talk to your father? Ruan Anlan, it's amazing that you have married into a rich family now! You look down on your family, don't you? How dare you talk to me like this!"
"Why can't I talk to you like this? If you want to find someone to act out this boring drama, I advise you to go find your good daughter Ruan Anqi! As early as the day you kicked me out of the house, the relationship between us has been
The love between father and daughter has been completely consumed by you!"
