I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

"Han Han, the teacher can give you any toys you like!"

"Han Han, you are so cute, can the teacher squeeze your face?"

"Also, what kind of girl do you like..."

"..."

Xia Changyue was left hanging aside, hearing the previous conversation, helplessly lifted his forehead.

Several teachers, my son is only three years old. He doesn't want to fall in love early, and his mother doesn't want him to fall in love early. !

Can anyone care about her parents’ opinions?

After Han Han was sent to the kindergarten, Xia Changyue returned to the crew with confidence.

Yan Chengchi is right. Her mother has passed away, but she still needs her father to take care of her. There are two other babies...

She can no longer escape.

Now that there is no Yan Chengchi, she must find a way for her father's later treatment and recovery expenses.

As soon as Xia Changyue entered the crew, she saw Jiang Mingna who had just changed into her costume and was about to enter the infield.

When she saw her, Jiang Mingna's face changed obviously. Just as she was about to say something, she saw her assistant hurriedly pulled her.

"Sister Mingna, our film is about to start, so let's find a seat first."

"Humph!"

Jiang Mingna was stunned, and gave Xia Changyue a fierce look, before turning away reluctantly.

Xia Changyue frowned while looking at her back.

"It's not that I have to rest for a few days, how come back so fast." A soft voice came from the front.

Xiang Feng dressed in white casual clothes, with one hand in his pocket, clean and youthful, walking towards him.

He looks like a young rich man. If he hadn't seen his work, Xia Changyue would have doubted whether he was qualified for the job of a director.

"The turmoil of the change of angles was raging. Although this eldest lady of the Jiang family stayed on the crew in the end, her arrogance was reduced a lot. Why, did she make things difficult for you?"

"No, it's just a face-to-face meeting, without talking." Xia Changyue told the truth.

"I don't think you look good, but if you are in a bad mood, you don't need to report back to the crew in a hurry." Xiang Feng slowly took his hand out of his pocket and opened it in front of her.

In his palm, there was a white rose tied with paper lying quietly.

"It's a pity that I couldn't see my aunt for the last time. I hope she goes well."

"Thank you."

Xia Changyue moved a little in his heart, took the rose from his hand and put it in front of him, only to find that he had pierced the flower very carefully.

Each petal is as realistic as a real rose.

In Xia Changyue's heart, he had a good impression of this young director.

"Since you are here, I want to discuss something with you." Xiang Feng Junlang's face sank slightly, and he signaled Xia Changyue to go to the meeting room with him.

"Part of the pre-shooting work has been completed. This is the film just sorted out by the editor. Come and see." Xiang Feng turned the computer to Xia Changyue's direction.

In the meeting room, no one spoke, only the sound of the video playing.

When Xia Changyue raised his head from the computer, Xiang Feng was gone.

She was about to stand up from the table when she saw him come in with two cups of coffee.

"Have you finished reading?" Xiang Feng stepped forward and handed her a cup of coffee, slightly opening his lips, "What do you think?"

"..."

Xia Changyue took the coffee, did not speak immediately, and was silent for a long time.

"Look at this again." Xiang Feng glanced at her and clicked on a file again. This time, it was an edited film.