"Are you going to Hengdian?" Yang Han heard his daughter say that she was going out to play on the National Day, and that she was going out with several little sisters. She obviously didn't have any plans to bring him with her. The old father's heart felt a little sour!
My daughter is no longer the clingy little candy, the caring little cotton-padded jacket, and the little girl who always holds her father's hand wherever she goes.
The old father was still thinking about whether he should take his daughter to travel during the National Day and whether he should give her some delicious food. Little did he know that his wings were getting stronger and he was no longer needed. His plans were far inferior to those of his peers.
Playing freely and freely is attractive!
Of course, Yang Han would not stop her daughter from getting along with her friends because of her own selfishness. Young people should have a circle of young people! The daughter has grown up, and no matter how reluctant the old father is to let go, he must learn to let go appropriately.
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"It's not impossible for you to go to Hengdian, but you must pay attention to safety. Your status is different now. Do you understand what dad means?" Yang Han said solemnly.
Yang Ruoyi nodded quickly, looking obedient and said, "I know, you mean to let Aunt He follow us, I have no objection."
When she first learned that Uncle Wu and Aunt He were still bodyguards, it was actually hard for Yang Ruoyi to accept it. But it had nothing to do with resisting her father's arrangement. The main reason was that she used to treat them as relatives, and suddenly they became bodyguards.
, girls don’t know how to face them.
But the subsequent interactions calmed Yang Ruoyi's worries. Wu Maocai and Guo Ruhe were still as quiet as before, and at the same time, they cared about her as lovingly as they cared about their own nephews!
Maybe it's not that they have changed, they have always treated themselves this way, but I just didn't find this layer of their hidden identity before.
Therefore, Yang Ruoyi no longer resists her father's arrangement of bodyguards for her.
Especially Guo Ruhe. Every time Yang Ruoyi went out to work, Guo Ruhe would follow him in the name of life assistant. Yang Ruoyi did not object, but felt a little guilty. She felt that it was her fault that caused the couple, Uncle Wu and Aunt He, to spend less time together and more apart...
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Of course, these are not within the scope of Yang Han and Yang Ruoyi's considerations today.
Yang Han shook his head: "Aunt He is not enough. Whenever you appear in public, there will be many people watching. Aunt He is not powerful, how can she take care of so many of you?"
It is said that "it is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows." What Yang Han did not explain was that in addition to the fanatical fans on the surface, he was even more worried about some desperadoes who secretly had some bad plans.
Just like the news that the well-known Internet celebrity Chu Chu’s baby was kidnapped and blackmailed some time ago. Can a baby with Chu Chu’s looks be kidnapped? My own daughter is so good-looking? Isn’t it more dangerous?
Yang Han smiled and said: "So this time you go, in addition to Wen Qianqian and Luo Yanhong as your assistants, and your manager will follow you? Aunt He will also lead a team of bodyguards to be responsible for your safety. But? They mainly protect you secretly.
I won’t let you be on the hot search the next day just because you brought five or six bodyguards!”
Yang Ruoyi didn't know how serious it was? She could only nod obediently.
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However, on the day when Yang Ruoyi and the others set off? Yang Han really wanted to regret it!
"Peng Peng, are you going to follow me too?" Yang Han pointed at Peng Xueyuan, who was also pushing a suitcase and walking over with Tang Wenfei. His eyes almost didn't pop out of his head, "No, girls are having a party, and you are a boy hanging in there.
What's it like inside?"
"Uncle Yang? I'm responsible for following? You have to shoot and edit videos for Yiyi and the others. They have to upload short videos for WeChat to record the beautiful life..." Peng Xueyuan grabbed the strap of his shoulder camera bag and trembled on the ground.
Facing Yang Han.
Hearing what he said, Yang Han was so angry that he couldn't wait to go back in time and interrupt his conversation with Zhang Kangcheng? Tell Zhang Kangcheng not to make any short videos for WeChat!
"It's not like the company doesn't have a professional team when it comes to filming. Why do we need you to do the filming? Are there any subsidies for this? Isn't the part-time salary in the teahouse good?" With her daughter in front of her, Yang Han could only pretend to be pleasant? In fact,
I said with gritted teeth in my heart.
"Oops? Dad? Let's go to Hengdian to play. Why do we need Teacher Duan and the others to follow us? Peng Peng is enough!" Yang Ruoyi saw that the situation was not good and quickly explained, "Peng Peng has learned a lot of techniques from Teacher Duan now.
Just in time for some exercise.”
She didn't dare to say that Peng Xueyuan heard that his idol, Sister Qiu Xun, was also going together, so he shyly begged to play together...
But it doesn't make much difference whether he said it or not. Yang Han had already determined that Peng Xueyuan's purpose was impure and he was a thief!
Of course, Yang Han could only hold back his depression at this time. Fortunately, there were so many eyes and ears around, so he didn't have to worry too much.
Moreover, Wen Xixi was responsible for her daughter's travel and accommodation arrangements, so Yang Han secretly thought: He would tell Wen Xixi later to arrange for Peng Xueyuan to share a room with the bodyguard!
A boy just wants to have a hotel room to himself? How can it be so cheap for him?
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Yang Ruoyi and Tang Wenfei first took a flight to Jinwu Airport and followed Lin Qiujun, who was departing from Shanghai. Then they all took a car to Hengdian together. Two bodyguards had already gone to rent a car and book a hotel there.
"Sister Qiu Xun!"
"Feifei! Hee hee, you are a great actor now!"
Lin Qiuxun often met Yang Ruoyi, so when she met, she happily hugged Tang Wenfei, who she rarely met, and then hugged Yang Ruoyi.
However, when she turned her head and saw Peng Xueyuan standing there helplessly, Lin Qiuxun chuckled, pointed at Peng Xueyuan and said, "Don't even think about it, it's none of your business!"
Peng Xueyuan scratched his head in embarrassment and said hello honestly: "Hello, Sister Qiu Xun!"
When girls are with girls, they always have endless topics to talk about.
In the car, Lin Qiuxun looked like she hadn't spoken for several days and had been holding back for a long time. She chatted with her two friends about what bags she had bought these days and what interesting videos she had seen online.
"Sister Qiu Xun, did you buy too many bags? The last time you went home, in the video you took for us, the entire cloakroom was filled with your bags! Isn't this too exaggerated? Where do you put all your clothes?
Really?" Tang Wenfei didn't understand.
"The clothes are hanging in the living room. I bought some simple brackets online and hung them up. But those clothes are useless now. Sponsors basically provide clothes. The clothes I bought myself cannot be worn during performances.
So, I always wear a few things casually, and then change them when I get to the dressing room." Lin Qiuhun said with a smile.
"However, Sister Qiu Xun, I also think you spend too much money to buy bags. Each of your bags costs tens of thousands, and some cost hundreds of thousands!" Yang Ruoyi shook her head.
"You should spend the money you earn! And my parents don't want me to give them money to spend. I don't spend much on other places. If I don't use it to buy bags, why should I keep my money?" Lin Qiuhun
He said carelessly.
She also waved her hand and said proudly: "I have a dream, which is to buy a lot of bags and replace all the ones my parents bought me before. In this way, I can tell others, look, this is me.
Conquer the country!"
Sister Qiu Xun is domineering!
Peng Xueyuan sat in the back, looking at Lin Qiuxun who was suffering from the second grade disease again with admiration.