The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 27

As a second-generation ancestor who has nothing to do, Duan Ershao has never had a lot of time.

Song Weimu originally wanted to cover his head with the quilt and close his ears for a while, but Er Shao Duan's knock on the door continued patiently, thump, thump, thump, very rhythmic.

Song Weimu persisted for less than 5 minutes before collapsing, and went to open the door without washing and disheveled hair. Before he opened the door and got angry, Duan Ershao raised the lunch box in his left hand, "Wuweizhai Babao lotus seeds The porridge is very delicious, today I got up at five o'clock and queued up for half an hour to buy it for you, it's still hot, eat it quickly."

The little assistant, who had worked hard all morning and had the results of his labor stolen, complained and looked at his boss, not daring to refute at all.

Song Weimu was so angry that he was blocked by a lunch box.

Second Young Master Duan sat by the bed and listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and smiled complacently. After laughing, he felt that he really had nothing to be complacent about. He got up early in the morning and made such a mess just to make a woman happy.

When did Second Young Master Duan become so hungry?

Duan Ershao mourned for his integrity for a second, seeing Song Weimu coming out of the bathroom with a flushed face and drops of water on his eyelashes, Duan Ershao's heart skipped a beat again.

Duan Ershao sighed, and a bloody sentence appeared in his mind, it's over, he seemed to be completely lost.

Song Weimu saw that Er Shao Duan had no intention of moving, knocked on the table, and said carefully, "Is there no restaurant?"

Duan Ershao was silent for a while, and confirmed, "Do you want to go to the restaurant?"

Song Weimu was puzzled, "Otherwise?"

Is it here to eat?

Duan Ershao saw what Song Weimu meant, stood up, picked up the lunch box on the table with one hand, and strode forward, "Then let's go."

Song Weimu walked out of the elevator with Duan Ershao and felt that something was wrong. The people coming and going were just people looking here, until Director Li yawned and walked into the restaurant. After seeing Duan Ershao, he opened his mouth Just like that, he closed it abruptly, walked a few steps quickly, and greeted him, "Second Young Master is here too, good morning." Xiao Zhou behind him covered his eyes in horror.

Song Weimu stood up expressionlessly and greeted the director, "Good morning, Director Li."

Director Li obviously hasn't turned the corner yet, "Song Weimu, you're here, what a coincidence."

Xiao Zhou covered it with the hand he had just put down.

Duan Ershao noticed the murderous look in Song Weimu's eyes, and immediately stood up to make a rescue, "I came here on business, I didn't expect Mumu to be filming here, and I was shocked when I saw her yesterday. She has a bad stomach, The lotus seed porridge I specially bought for her, Director Li, would you like to try it?"

If Director Li hadn't turned the corner at this time, he would have spent so many years in the entertainment industry in vain. Looking at the steaming lotus seed porridge on the table, and seeing that the box was marked with Schisandra chinensis an hour's drive away, what else could be wrong? I understand, I immediately said that I still have something to do when I think about it, Second Young Master, you are busy first, and I will leave first.

When Director Li left in a hurry, Second Young Master Duan sat down again slowly. At first he thought Song Weimu would get angry at him again, but who knew she didn't even ask a question, and took a spoon to drink the porridge.

The way she eats is very gentle, with her forehead half drawn and her eyes lowered. From his angle, she can only see her flickering eyelashes and her light-colored lips. Duan Ershao's heart suddenly softened, and he felt Some things are still very reliable, at least he really has a feeling that the years are quiet now, and he thinks that this life is not bad, as if they have been in love for a long time.

In fact, they've seen it no more than five times.

Duan Ershao sighed, seeing Song Weimu wipe his mouth with a plate of napkins, he couldn't help asking, "Don't you have anything to say?"

After wiping, Song Weimu threw the paper into the wastebasket, "What's there to say?"

"I'm going back to Huacheng tomorrow."

"Thank you Mr. Duan for the ointment and breakfast. If Mr. Duan goes to Huacheng again, I will treat Mr. Duan well."

When Song Weimu was gone, Second Young Master Duan was still covering his mouth and sitting on the chair. The little assistant heard him mumbling, "What, I won't accept it after eating it. How can there be such a cheap thing."

Song Weimu's implication was that she wasn't here anyway, so it didn't matter if others misunderstood her, and she wouldn't be able to influence him when she returned to Huacheng.

Song Weimu said it neatly, she was still a little uncomfortable when she went to the set to see everyone looking at her with weird eyes, but when she looked at her, she acted nonchalantly, and she always kept her composure, no matter how others looked at her , she is all aloof.

While putting on makeup, the makeup artist looked around and asked her cautiously, "Miss Song, do you know Second Young Master Duan?"

Song Weimu's expression remained unchanged, but his lips moved slightly, "I don't know you."

The makeup artist acted like you don't want to lie to me. Er Shao Duan has a lot of scandals, but no one has ever seen this young master patiently accompany a woman to eat porridge. This is simply explosive news.

Song Weimu thought for a while but didn't say anything, some things just get darker and darker, anyway, she clears things up by herself.

(End of this chapter)